E. Anthony Orme |
“Trying to get out of the illusion is the greatest illusion of all.”
-Adyashanti
holy is the earth
holy is this life
forest sky sea soil
our heartbeat
and our breath are holy
our compassion
embrace the earth embrace your life
-james lee jobe
The valley oak trees are perfect and still. The sky is empty and powder blue, no clouds, no airplanes. All is quiet, you can hear your own breath. And then, striding across the top of the world, your life comes along to take you away again. And you, you fool, you go.
-james lee jobe
a poem by Rumi
In the dream I was going to New Orleans to eat a sandwich. It seemed perfectly normal to do this. I rode a bicycle with ladders tied to the sides, longways. Cumbersome, sure, this also seemed like a perfectly normal thing to be doing. And New Orleans is only a couple of thousand miles away. The dream changed into some problem with my mother, who seemed to be a different woman than my actual mother and I had to keep squinting my eyes to see her, that was OK, too. I never got to New Orleans and I never ate the sandwich. Somewhere along the way I lost the bike with the ladders, in some endless shopping mall. And the problem with my new mother was never solved. Good morning. Did you sleep well?
-james lee jobe
If we live, we live; if we die, we die; if we suffer, we suffer; if we are terrified, we are terrified. No problem.
-Alan Watts
You can walk or run, but there is really no need to go anywhere at all. Wherever you go, you will still be stuck with yourself. Sit down, fool. Do nothing. The moon is rising even while you worry.
james lee jobe
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