Understanding Design

So much activity, very little action.
So much knowledge, very little understanding.
So many words, very little meaning.
So many functions, very little purpose.
So many pleasures, but very little satisfaction.

Man can only provide
Imagination and variety,
Alternatives, substitutes and evocations
For what evades him in essence.

You Are Light

Light cannot be contained
It can only fill up a space
Recognize that you are
The Light;
Not the reflection
Know that
Your sense of ‘I’
Is only relative to your perception
Of the ‘other’
Both are objects
Illumined by the
Light of your consciousness.

Do not hold on to sorrow
Let go of expectations
Know that your needs
Are being met
Stop depriving yourself
Through want
Don’t occupy a position
In order to serve your shadow.
Leave. Bring your light
To other spaces
Travel further knowing that
Your destination is a brighter light
Not darkness.

Stretch That Smile

I look at myself

A product of

Circumstances x Ideas…

 

I begin to make a mental note

Of all those

I feel distanced from.

 

A Ted Talk this morning

Presented a strong case for

Asking the right questions.

 

And so I ask not

Why I moved away…

I ask: What other horizons beckoned me?

 

Our reasons for

Nearness or farness, as it were

May not exist within our relationships…

 

New ideas brought me

To new circumstances

…And to new relationships.

 

 

Don’t accuse me

Of carelessness

Or of falling out

 

I was always listening to you

As you spoke

But were you listening to me?

 

Couldn’t you tell

I was thinking

Of new things?

 

Couldn’t you see

My circumstances

Were changing?

 

Why make a relationship

A constraint for being

Or for becoming?

 

Now that we’ve grown apart

Can you recalibrate

Your expectations?

 

A Grain of Truth

Why must it be

That every lie

Be shadowed by doubt

Because it contains within it

A grain of truth?

 

Are all of us

Speakers of a truth

That is only partial;

That in the expanse of life

Is but a grain?

 

Ask yourself

Is your truth unaccountable?

Is it inexpressible?

Does it need to create a lie

To be true in the first place?

 

And then,

Can such a truth, be true?

Can we find at all

A lie that is entirely true and

A truth that is not a partial lie?

Come To Know Me Again

Can you at least try

To see me differently?

Can you go past

Your knowledge and your assumptions?

What you know

Has outlived its time

Your growing disdain and disagreement

Is an indication of

How out of sync you are

With the now.

 

Leave behind what you know

And become a stranger to me once again.

Let life unfold afresh

Leave behind memories

Of blossoms that were…

Time has changed me

I stand renewed and reborn

A new bloom in a new season.

Allow me to reintroduce myself

Come to know me again.

When You Leave

When you leave…

Leave behind that part

Of yourself for me,

That was larger than

What photographs have captured;

Of greater dimensions than your physique-

Leave me with your immensities…

 

When you leave…

Allow me to move on

With the stories

Of your human-ness

So that I may

In my loss and vulnerability

Stand re-acquainted with my own…

 

When you leave…

Leave the door open

So that I can find you

In a space free of walls

And manufactured distances

Meet with me there…

Let’s get to know each other again.

Right now

Time, our common inheritance, is given to us bit by bit, in instalments. It is apprehended as the gap between two experiences or two memories. We experience time in our experience of having moved forward, or in having left behind an experience or in having grown. It is in the growth of our consciousness that we experience time. And although it is our common gift, we differ in the way we experience time…in what we choose to do with it. For some, time is the dull, aching persistence of memory. For others, it’s marked by the chase of a desire for an imagined future. Our being is often torn between our past and our worries or hopes for the future.

Our experience of time is dependent upon the quality, quantity and pre-occupations of our thoughts. The more the thoughts and the more they revolve around your self and your plans, the more you will stand defeated. The rich rewards time yields can never be claimed by one who is under the captivity of his/her own mind. They can only be reaped by those who are free of their past and have faith in a yet unseen future. This faith allows them to live without fear-in the here and the now.

We swim through life in a sea of eternity. The past, present and future are our mental constructs; they have no basis in reality. We simply move from the present to the present, bit-by-bit. We grow, or  at least we ought to, in our ability to grasp the wealth of a single moment. Right now is all I am bequeathed. Right now is all that I have.

My grand ideas keep me from appreciating the little. I equate ‘more’ with ‘more’. I’m unable to see that in the dimension of time, a breadth of accomplishment lies in the depth of a moment. Is it possible that in this moment of a single breath, I accomplish all that I must accomplish. In wanting something more than what this moment is offering me, am I not missing something? What is a year after all, if not an exponential day? And what is a day, if not an exponential hour? And what is an hour, if not an exponential minute?

The question then should be : How do I raise the power of my present? The only way to raise the power of the present is to LIVE IN IT. Living in the present requires that we be free of worry and entrenched in faith. The faithless move from one enchantment to the next, foolishly bypassing the miracles of their own lives. Unable to see the value in their existence as it is, they long for another. In their longing, plans and journeys are made, things are acquired and positions sought. They wait for that moment when they will taste the times they long for, looking down in irritation at the present that seems so indifferent and ordinary. They often talk about ‘killing’ time, rather than ‘living’ it. To have faith, is to awaken to the power of both- REASON and INTUITION. A person of faith knows that he has all that he needs to ride heroically on this moment. It’s not wiled away in longing, but befriended through an exchange of capabilities. The moments are lived as a celebration; they’re not wasted in planning a celebration. The wise know that there is nothing to be gained in life, that life-in this moment- is the gain itself.

 

Right now-

I realized

Cannot be met

With charming words

 

It will meet you only in silence.

 

Right now-

Wants and desires

An immediate and intense union

A disappearance of two

 

And the appearance of the one.

 

Right now-

Refuses to conform

To the conventional, the old

Where the world ‘exists’ in a long-dead relationship

Between subject and predicate.

 

Right now-

I am worthless in what I know and possess

But valuable (I sense)

In my sheer presence

 

Beggared of all accumulated wealth.

 

Right now-

I am humbled

By this lack of basic ability

To share with you

 

The gift of the new.

 

Right now-

I realize

I shall have to make do

With greeting cards and amusing knick-knacks

 

To convey fossilized feelings to you.

 

Right now-

I appreciate the distance between us

Hoping that wherever you are

You are alone, immersed in your own presence

 

Receiving this gift that I lack the ability to give.