a mirror facing a mirror

Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought. 

Matsuo Bashō

Are you worried 

It changes nothing

Better to live like a bee 

Moving pollen from flower to flower

Without thinking 

Just doing

Or live like the hive itself

Working each moment in harmony 

Life within a cycle

Days become seasons 

Seasons become years

What is time  Nothing

**********

And what is this world 

This life 

A thought inside of a dream 

The reflection of a mirror facing a mirror 

A kindness in the clothing of a hardship 

Hope  Love

**********

I live in the Sacramento Valley 

With the river and the creeks 

The farms and orchards 

Spread out across the flatlands 

The sky is so endless 

That I wonder how the universe could be larger 

But then I am the universe 

I am the valley 

And they are me 

We are one 

If this life started over 

Back east where I was born 

I would come here all over again 

Home is not the place where I came from 

Home is the place 

Where I am one with the world 

Here

James Lee Jobe

Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It's a relationship between equals.

Pema Chödron

Valzhyna Mort, Belarussian I

Please help support this blog with a small donation. Click on the Buy Me A Coffee icon below. It's a very safe site. 
THANX- JLJ