Embodying the Universe

Somewhere along the way from wearing diapers to reading newspapers we forget how to love, how to be compassionate; as our identity comes to life, our love for all dies. But this does not mean it is “human nature” to fall out of love, for even to walk we must learn. And like walking, we must learn how to love. For hate need not be learned, hate is the by-product of ignorance, of a lazy humanity which wishes not to learn love, but to soak in hate; which fears a life of love, and so, clings to one of hate.

Do not be lazy and do not fear. As babies we were empty of fear and full of vigor, though we fell time and time again in learning to walk; due to our perseverance, due to our faith in our bodies, we now are able to walk and see the universe. So be empty of fear, be filled with vigor, learn to love. For though we may fall time and time again, though we may stumble and trip on the stones of hate; through our mental perseverance; through our faith in the good of ourselves; we learn to love, and no longer need walk to see the universe, for we embody it.


The Deciever and The Gravedigger

A life of deceit deceives no one but the deceiver. Blinded by ambition one believes through their lies and dishonesty they are erecting a monument to one’s life, but in truth one is only digging oneself a grave; a grave in which the digger be one’s blind ambition, the shovel one’s will, and the dirt which buries one’s life one’s lies. Lies told not only to others but to oneself; lies which hurt no one more than the liar themself; lies which bury no one but the liar alive in their self. Through deception one may gain fame, money, and power, but of what worth is that when one loses one’s self in the process.


The End In Itself

When all our actions become means to an end, life loses meaning and living comes to an end.


The Pangs of Hate, The Wonders of Love

There need be no punishment for one full of hate, for the inability to love is plenty punishment itself. Hate is a deadly poison which starts in the heart and pumps through the bloodstream. When left untreated it consumes one’s body and mind; sharpening the tongue, blinding the eyes, and deafening the ears. It is one full of hate that stabs and slices with the tongue; that judges beauty and condemns it as ugly; that hears truth and calls it ignorance.

One full of hate does not deserve hate in return, for the hate which consumes them is far too much hate for one. One who hates deserves to be loved, for it is through love that hate may be cured; for hating one who hates only sharpens two tongues, blinds four eyes, and deafens four ears. It is through love that the hateful tongue is blunted; that the hateful eyes see; that the hateful ears hear. It is through love that song is brought to the tongue; that beauty is unveiled to the eyes; that truth is bestowed upon the ears.


No Present Like the Present

The past exists in our memory; the future exists in our imagination; the present exists. Where we choose to exist determines how we live our existence. A life spent in the past is a life that gets passed by; a life spent in the future is a life imagined but never brought to fruition; a life lived in the present is a present to life itself, a sacred gift that keeps giving to the one who keeps living.


An I For An I

An eye for an eye may make the whole world blind, but an I for an I makes all humanity extinct.


The Man and the Tree

A man told me ignorance is bliss. A tree told me wisdom is.


Elusive Beauty

Beauty is seeing beyond the label, beyond idea. Beauty is seeing without thought, without words. Beauty is.


Change Knows No Tomorrow

We say we want to change, that we want to be a better person. We say tonight I will be better, tomorrow I will be all I can be. But tomorrow never comes and tonight is too late; if we are serious about being a better person, about finding joy in a life that seems to have had all its joy sucked dry, we must act now. At this very moment and never look back.

We think that tomorrow our minds will somehow be different, that over the course of the night, through our dreams and nightmares, our minds will have suddenly learned how to be this better person, and like magic, we will be this great human being full of joy and compassion. But we, our whole body, not just our minds, must take that first step now, and from that step leads a path never walked before by another, a path in which we find ourselves alone, but a path in which we find ourselves; in which we become that better person we have always wanted to be, but never had the courage to become.

This all starts with a step, a baby step, a step that anyone who was once a baby can step, and it must not be taken tomorrow or the next day, because such days exist in theory and not reality. We must take this first step now, at this very moment, and continue stepping on our path to discovery and enlightenment.

There will be days, moments, where we want to stop walking, where we wish to turn back because it is hard and we are alone, but it is precisely at these moments where we must find the courage within us to take that same baby step that started it all, and continue on, ever learning, ever evolving, ever being that better person we so dearly wanted to be.


The Golden Way

When we gaze at ourselves in the mirror of life and see our neighbor’s reflection, the Golden Rule ceases to be a rule and becomes a way.