Long Meditator Poems

Dear John,

All day
yesterday
I loaded up with a cascading river
of mixed anxiety and anticipation
about what to safely and kindly,
transparently and vulnerably
compassionately, so non-violently, share,
what to communicate;

Which narrative tributaries to choose
within this vast spacetime stream
of choices
directions
felt depressions...

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Anyone who wants to fight me all the time
committee meetings, board meetings.
Facing death was how they knew they were alive
or was it more about allocating resources
like yr Dad said.
It's hard to step outside what yr...

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What do I mean
when I struggle to define my vocation
as a Climate Activist?

How am I anxious
and how might I more positively
anticipate?

An Activist,
hoping for resilient interrelationship
and resonant communication equity,
feedback and forth loops,
is, first, a listening contemplative,
Reflector,
Meditator,
EgoTherapeutic...

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The problem of the inclusive pronoun is still very much a problem for the writer, and needs an accepted solution.  I tried for years with a suggested one of my own, but it never...

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Pondering on Nirvana

The meditator mediates her thoughts meanders through
               confusion and the onslaught overkilled by oscillating storms

Nothingness emptiness detachment as she...

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I am a Peacemaker

Mother - let me teach my children humility
Woman - let my sensitivity calm others
Wife - let me be his lover, confidant and teammate always
Reikimaster - let me teach and practice the healing...

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Bunny  Hugger 

Life lover
Death mugger
Hope giver
Low sugar
Water chugger 

Love lugger 
Tree hugger
Silly bugger
Fun frolicker 
Food fantasiser
Friend finder
Hug holder
Soft shouldered
Money shrugger

Deep diver
Divine dealer
Rift healer
Hate hater
Kindness creator
Destiny developer
Imperfect Father figure
Occasional tent rigger

Peace pursuer
Joy juggler
Plate wobbler 
Poetry writer
Destiny...

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Meditator meditating in thought rested stillness
Identity yet is and with it carries beliefs and concepts
So sounds, images, light or subtle vibrations may manifest
In the background there is our soft breathing and bliss humming
Identity is yet...

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Swaying pendulum of the hypnotist
Impossible for mind-body to resist
It transfixes our attention in a trance
Stillness then being our only chance

Fact that singularity contains duality
Self inflicted hypnosis blocking clarity 
Is known only in stillness and silence
When...

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I thought I am a great Writer
Till I did not get a pen to write and found myself wordless

I thought I am a great Singer
till I heared a most beautiful music which is soundless

I thought...

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‘Eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy’, adage,
simple enough, for a child innocent. 
Why then with insomnia, war we wage?
Methinks, due to bubbling thoughts resident,
we stagnate, mired in ego sediment.
As both the prisoner and tormentor,
spectator, as...

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How firmly they stand,
the spires of history
that no one can destroy.
What a curious melange
of hate and love
and yesterday's antipathy.
Indifferent they are,
leaving us their basic legacy-- 
shining, mocking; it is their heritage,
and the winds of change...

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A far cry; ascent, unless we decry
Fearful desires that makes loving heart sigh
Know, oh hermit, we are our tormentor 
Both, the meek prisoner and fierce captor 
Deaf to voice of conscience, as love draws nigh

Free...

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“surrender requires a surrenderer ...
meditation needs a meditator ...
the child exuberant, a wonderer!”

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Spoilt
for choice,
there being
multitude paths
to connect with God,
for in truth, He does all,
thereby all paths illusions,
in as appearing as practice
comforting mind that we are...

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THE MEDITATOR

 Oh what joy it seems to me
Drinking an early morning tea.

While watching the sun rise across the Bay
Changing night into day.

My Maltese, lies stretched across my knees
Knows he's not here to play but...

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Scented with perfume, in as imagined
Heart melting into each words inflexion 
Feeling softly, paper creases crumpled
We drew in each breath by resonation

The pen that so wrote, held by loves own hand
Bare canvas enlivened by touch...

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Thinker thinking
A doer doing
Meditator meditating
Non-doer doing
Thus differentiating
Aspects of disassociating 
Likewise observed by observer
Yet the mind does filter
Whilst transcendence
Requires pristine innocence 
Not a doing or non-doing
But a happening
When we cease to size
And simply vaporise 
Being to...

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