It used to be that the spiritual life was a
spontaneous unearned blessing,
divine presence in action.
Then it became something one had to work at,
a commodity paid for with many retreats.
Sadly, for some today, spirituality has dwindled to not much more
than a manipulation of many re-tweets!
Oh may we open our wisdom eyes
and rediscover this luminous knowing,
this dancing presence of everything relating,
this ego humbling ineffable collaboration that we are.
Recently, Mary found a dusty CD in the bottom of a box of forgotten stuff. Listening to it she discovered it was a recording that I had made a few years back, reading some of my poems, accompanied by a bit of tentative shakuhachi flute playing. At her suggestion, we have uploaded it to GDT. Please click here to listen.