Category Archives: In a Meditative State
Listening to the Oceans
The healing powers of, one of Mother Nature’s wonders: the oceans, a great place to sit and meditate, translated… After the coldest time of the year, slowly, I’d, returned back to the seaside, listening to the oceans. Looking out into … Continue reading
Alone
In a, meditative, state, sitting here, with the rest of, the customers, inside, a café, after work, translated… As the sun sets, there were always, the shops that were, willing to, light up the way for the locals. These lights … Continue reading
That Year, I’d Gone of a Meditative Retreat to Northern Europe, a Treasure Map of Memories
Meditative retreat out of country, to find that lost serenity inside back again…translated… Finally We’d Matched Our Vacation Days for Two Weeks, and, Flew, All the Way, to Norway………. Driven, Purely, by Curiosity During the lockdown, I’d started, sorting through … Continue reading
The Rooftop
A special place you’d, found, by “accident”, because of the outbreaks, that you’d, never know about the purpose of from before the outbreaks started happening…translated… I live in a twenty-five story residential apartment, for me, a toolman of my household, … Continue reading
During the Times of the Outbreaks
In a, meditative, state, kept locked inside, with the humidity, and heat, rising up, but still, staying, calm, and collected here, translated… as this is currently happening in the outside world… The wind rumbled, this land has something to state, … Continue reading
Trekking, Under, the Outbreaks
Finding that peace, in the midst, of the messiness of the, external environments, with the outbreaks, and everything that’s, going on, this woman found her “place” to meditate all right! Translated… In June, as the outbreaks are hitting hard, I’d, … Continue reading
The Cat as My Master
Animals are, our, greatest, teachers, enlighten me, pet!!! Translated… Like the monk, or a, swordsman A poet even Or, that stubborn child Or, a natural born, player too A total, thief of our, hearts———— CATS! It’s not hard to understand, … Continue reading
The Scenes in Waiting
How the woman found her tiny place to meditate, when her boyfriend goes into his massage therapy sessions, translated… There is that male customer at the massage parlors who’d always asked for thirty-minutes’ head massages when he came, and his … Continue reading
Things Out of Muddied Light, Making the Noises
In a meditative, state…translated… The roughened grains of the muddied light, filled up the cracks on the papers, spread between the eyes and the words, kind, quiet, and in waiting, the depth of the papers, became touched by the ballpoint … Continue reading