You

You are so sweet

So tender

So helpless at times

So omnipotent at other

I watch you and want to embrace you

and sometimes just to take away all your pain

all that was inflicted upon you and that has scorched your meaning

We've wronged you...

so many times

We were too hard

TONGLEN - - -

My Dear

TONGLEN

There's only God-Love in this world

How futile is to insist on pondering day and night that little me, with its limitations, in-any-given-moment-finite skills and finite knowledge, with its pop up worries and guilt, underestimated hopes and various anxieties -

While we can fill our entire consciousness, our thought world, felt world, being and presence with a constant Him - The Perfect, The Sublime, The All-Creative.

In doing so, not even aiming towards it, just as a by-product if you will, that little me is surprised to find itself inspired and empowered, its problems' now met with ever growing creativity, courage, wisdom, truth, love and friendliness... the finite into infinite... possibilities... it could have never come up with by itself.

"I" gladly renounces its "self".
Here on this Place this Moment alone.
Here on Him.

The Gift of Life

Life's experienced as a never ending list of paradoxes for he who thinks life. For that is thought's nature, to divide life into sections.

Life's experienced as a prolong suffering affair for he who believes regularly that something other than what is already happening or is not happening should have or should have happened not.

Life's experienced as a riddle for he who seeks answers, and as an adventure - for cats.

Life's a pure bliss for Bliss devotees and is bitter and disappointing for Formula Formulators - who find and lose and find and lose again.

Those who truely live truely live - and they don't even know it.

Those who live in devotion do not confuse it with seriousness, which binds the like-life-always-wish-to-change Will.

Therefore my friend, please don't run out your time by mourning "running out of time". When i say to you "don't worry it will be fine" - believe me not. All i am trying to show you is that i love you, and wish you well.

Better yet seek in my voice that peacefulness and love which breaks through me when I'm not afraid. This belief - regarding the uselessness of worrying activity and that you'd be empowered by it, and still - only if you want.

For this alone is all that i have to offer...
I cannot teach you about life. Nobody can.
I cannot teach nor can I hand to you anything for that matter - That which isn't mine, Is me.

Life is me and life is you.

What can i give you that you don't have already, my beloved.

the situation in gaza

Sir, you being a Jew living in the Middle East, what do you think of the situation in Gaza?

Well sir, I am no expert in Politics. The way I see it, there are two main groups fighting each other over ideas. One group is called Hamas which is being financed by a meta-group called Iran. And then there's another group called Israelis who's being financed by yet another meta-group called America. The former thinks of itself as an "organization" of some kind of "liberation" while a great part of the rest of the world's population believes it to be simply "terrorists in action". The latter thinks it's "a country" for "Jews" like "me".

In any event, all these groups, whatever their names and titles and self-identities are - are fighting... and in the midst of it all - the simple people of the city of Gaza on the south part of the imaginary border are suffering, whilst the simple people of Sderot and Ashdod on the north part of the imaginary border are suffering just as well. Needless to say there's no way to portray the suffering caused to an endless number of entities over that region, and further more, outside of its parameters that are suffering as well, all due to these crazy affairs.

Now this model of insanity has been presented over and over again throughout mankind's history in the last few thousands of years give or take, all over the globe with all sorts of groups and ideas believing this or that and fighting them over. It always seems as if there's something new about it, but the simple truth is that only technology is actually being upgraded in this process. We started with stones and sticks and now we're using "smart" missiles and electronic devices, and, as Einstein once said, soon enough will we use stones and sticks yet again.

Hmmm. That's an over-simplified perhaps even very childish way of putting it, sir… but I guess you are absolutely right... Is there any simple as well solution for this, you think?

Oh I believe so, yes of course. There are many… There are many names for the kind of remedy that can honestly change these happenings, and you can sum them all up in the words "Truth/Self Realization". By nature, I am afraid, they are all done individually.

Do you mean Vipassana and things like that?

Yes, if it works for you... Vipassana is a very powerful tool for Truth/Self-Realization. Ah thank you, no further questions.

my cat and michal's cat

my cat says that everything that is not working has reason for why not working. not always so when it comes to things that do work. but that's a different game. with man, it usually involves anxiety or even several anxieties, which are easy to solve relatively once one recognizes it or them and let go. this cat of Michal says that sometimes one needs to let go of letting go. her cat is smart. my cat is not so smart but very cute and friendly.

the things i know

MANY THINGS ARE relative RELATIVE
MANY THINGS ARE singular SINGULAR
I FELT GOOD
I FELT BAD
IT'S NEVER OUT-SIDED CIRCUMSTANTIAL
I AM CAPABLE OF MANY THINGS
THIS LIST CAN ONLY GET BIGGER
ANYTHING ELSE I SAY IS USUALLY BOOOOLLSHIT

Nothing to be confused about

So many lessons.
So many possibilities.
So many traits, potential.
So many speculations.
Hopes.
Disappointments.

You're welcome to name these anyway you please.
Nothing changes the fact that these all derive from a single branch: your willing or lack of willing to be here, in all your glory, and now.
Now… not yesterday, for yesterday's gone and now it only exists in memory… heavy on the shoulders, heavy on the heart, heavy on that little head that was meant to be changed.
And not tomorrow, for tomorrow is not yet to arrive – only in your imagination. Its time in due time. Has nothing to do with you. 'till you're there.

The bigger the potential the more is the load or the glory.

And whoever you may be, equipped or lacking – towards the moment and its special, one time, request.

It is the father of all lessons.
It is the mother of all missions.
Grasp that – and you have caught God by the ear lobe.

* * *

YOU'RE MAD ABOUT WHAT WAS.
You're disappointed… with what had happened.
You're full of guilt or insult due to things that already and forever finished.
You're sad about what was missed.
You're engorged with arrogant happiness, with pride and contentment, for what you have accomplished –
And in a moment it is gone from this world.

You're afraid of what might happen.
You fear that your talents betray you in the pressing moment of truth.
The truth is, you're pressing now.
You envy due to last night's events, you're totally green – about that glimpse and that caressing of a bit of a shoulder, that in a flash turned him in.
You conspire a full-scale revenge towards a very specific future, very gloom, one of infinite futures that await you.

Do you see?
Do you understand?

You are mad about yesterday and you are worried about tomorrow.
You are tightly closed regarding 1970, and you are sour 'cause of 2070.

And you all have asked: where's that BLISS ?
Where's that frigging place where serenity and peace, natural joy with effortless and preparednessless shine and storm o forever…

I'll tell you where it is not.
Not before a moment and not in a moment.

Still you don't know?!
Still you're not sure?!

Well do check my dears:

WHERE are you – WHEN are you.

And here's a hug.
And here's a kiss.
And it comes. It comes in a bang.