Showing posts with label concentration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label concentration. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Word
Where words fail and thoughts - even the most refined or on-point -
appear as the mental chatter they are, like horses at the race track
heaving their disciplined weight on an eliptical course, always new and the same,
there is the Word to bring you onto earth for grounding, or raise you
to inner heights nearer to its own realm.
By whichever Name of God the Word informs your intonation,
sober concentration holds the promise of entering meditation -
and this, the promise of absorption in the Name, which is the Word
as it absorbs. Mantra in action blesses action.
Your weaknesses are hardly of import, indulging guilt a trap and distraction.
Your strengths are nothing, considered against the still, all-consuming power
of the Word. That Word is formless, and has its form in mantra, taking form
in those embodying the Name of God in their own person.
Learn what it is to speak the Word once, and right.
It may take you a lifetime.
Meanwhile we study, we speak, we reflect, we write.
Spirit moves in the form willing to allow it,
love burns with devotion for conscious Being.
Grace may come, but in the Beginning was the Word.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Pressions
Pression is a word rarely seen, and suggests a creative act:
to press yourself, hold yourself accountable to your principles.
Impression is to form that pression's image and to hold it in concentration.
Expression is to give it reality in your life.
Repression is the denial of any or all three of the above, and the murder of them.
Depression may well follow in the latter case.
Compression is how one might describe a reality-challenged political elite
in clinch with the reality of a nation's dissatisfaction at being dissed, when
matters of principle are swept aside and growing dissent is faced with
Erpressung is a German word for extortion, as when the Mafia offers a shopkeeper
the choice between paying protection money on pain of remaining unprotected from
the threat of the Mafia's own violence – or of refusing it and taking the consequences
of asserting that one would rather see to one's own security and remain sovereign.
The Mafia here is the EU, and each European nation which at present
has finally chosen the second course is that shopkeeper.
Germany marries the Mafiosi, dreaming of a wonderful honeymoon
and a future of cold dhimmitude.
has finally chosen the second course is that shopkeeper.
Germany marries the Mafiosi, dreaming of a wonderful honeymoon
and a future of cold dhimmitude.
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