Education

To educate is to open up

The expanse of the mind

So that for all our assumptions

The right questions we may find.

 

An education must make you

A seeker not a knower

You must be able to

Over your ignorance cross over.

 

Pride and foolishness

Often walk hand-in-hand

A true seeker knows

The grounds on which he stands.

 

That we know nothing

A good education must show

That what needs to be known

Lies beyond what we know.

 

Not just a fast-track

To worldly success

In the worst of times

It prepares you to be your best.

 

Education is design

Education is art

It’s the architecture of the mind

Built with inroads to the heart

Isn’t it True?

Examine deeply

Your notions of the true.

The froth of the ocean

Is as true as its depth.

 

Ranking and evaluating and judging

Are intellectual pastimes.

They may or may not

Yield you the wisdom to see.

 

That when you organize things

From the truest to the less true

The world stands disintegrated

And broken in two.

 

A true seeing of the true

Will harmonize differences

And create parities

Where none seem to be.

 

The true may sometimes

Seem false, often inconsistent

And in disagreement with your view

On how things should be

 

But ultimately the true

Keeps its own promise to be;

Answerable to no one, it remains

In perfect sync with its own potentiality.

Beauty Beholds

To see beauty

Is to awaken

To all that is.

 

Beauty is not

A matter of judgement

But of absorption.

 

After all,

You cannot seize something

That grips you.

 

In the presence of beauty

The mind is silenced;

At her altar, all the senses kneel.

 

You stand there-

Feeling privileged,

Feeling blessed.

 

She won’t be spoken to;

There’s nothing

That you can say to her.

 

Silence becomes

The expression of your awe

And wonder.

 

Your words

Can’t describe her

For she is pure essence.

 

Not this, not that

Not this way

Not that way.

 

She can’t be drawn

Or designed

Or sculpted.

 

You can find her

Only when

You are immersed in her.

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?

 

Are You Ready for Departure?

Have you emptied your mind

Of all resentments and grudges

And offered it at the altar

Of an ever-present love

That has the heart-space

To let thoughts of all textures be?

 

Have you risen from the feeling of paucity and need;

Reclaimed your inheritance of abundance

And come to the realization

That your blessings far exceed your need;

Have you come to see

That to give is the only way to live?

 

Have you let go of all expectations

That external change

Must be ordered by your efforts

And instead re-directed

Your attention and work

Towards re-aligning yourself?

 

Have you understood

That you will not live forever

And that you are life’s guest;

A pilgrim on a journey…

Have you found as yet

What you are here to seek?

 

Have you embraced both

Strength and vulnerability

Gain and loss

Success and failure

Pleasure and pain

Requital and rejection?

 

Are you ready for your onward journey?

Have you packed in your magic-

That special power that life decorated you with?

That incredible ability to convert

Darkness to light; experience to wisdom and

Apprehension to love.

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.

No Leftovers

That which I need most

Is unavailable to me

Not because of someone else’s

Carelessness or lack of love

But ironically,

Because of my own.

Be Discreet

Be discreet

About your feelings

Not everyone is connected with you.

 

Be discreet

About your opinions

They may belittle someone’s cherished values.

 

Be discreet

About sharing your joys

Not everyone has the heart-space to accommodate them.

 

Be discreet

About your wins

They may make someone feel like a loser.

 

Be discreet

About your losses.

They may allow someone to exploit your vulnerabilities.

 

Be discreet

About your power

Its potency is lost on exposure.

 

Be discreet

About your world…

Because you don’t live in it; it lives within you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Breathe Deeply

The well of wisdom

Lies deep below the surface

Of appearances

Which can only show

Our scars and our smiles.

We must come to see

That wounds run deep

And that resilience is a counterforce

That becomes a tree

Which grows upside down

Rooted in experiences

But flowering in deep reflection.

Happiness can never be

An attribute of the superficial

Its source is a fount

That bursts from a force within

A deeply intuitive one

That has learned to assert itself

In the face of misleading appearances.

When you breathe

Breathe deeply.

 

Look Ahead. March On.

How do I look beyond

What I see at present?

Is that seeing a matter

Of imagination, or faith?

What must I presuppose?

What must I know?

 

The present will cease

To overwhelm you

If you understand that it is

Only an event

In the expanse of a larger destiny

That awaits you.

Don’t cling to it

Don’t linger on it

For too long…

If the moment is over

Leave it behind

Knowing fully well

That you are on your way forward

And that if time hasn’t stopped

You have to continue walking…

You have other promises to keep.