starting a silent retreat here in bali.
‘just this’, what is it?
we practice to find out what is here, what has always been here even if it's looking for what is there that brings us here to practice.
here, what is closest while we are far, lost in thought. lost in thought is also just this. whatever we may think this is, wherever we think it may be or not be, it is always ‘just this.’
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early morning
lush greenery
look outside
bejewelled branches
hanging in mid-air
in sunlight
scintillate
maybe a dream
not meant to last
not meant to mean
what is seen
reflected now
in these words
appearing
evaporating
not two moments
in one breath
one breath
one word
the you the dew
the seen unseen
part and apart
part of what
just this
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