One-sided Triangle

1/9/19

A warrior knows discipline

A cold shower in the beginning

The morning of waking of sixty thousand

Thoughts that thirty minutes later

Are gone.

The warrior knows that feelings

Do not drive actions

That spirit drives for power

And not in the sense of Western success

Rather power that is the ability to be present

To continue to search and seek and write questions

To wonder what made Bill Cosby chastise black people

What made him believe that everything was better back then?

Maybe what makes us all believe in nostalgia

A wavering between past and future, the nature of ego

So he chased his childhood, when in reality

His childhood was filled with some of the same he detests;

He had no father and grew up fending for himself

When Ta-Nehisi Coates was asked what it was that helped him rise

That took him from the pupil that could do no right

To the biggest castle in the United States, he said,

“It was curiosity, a deep wondering, a questioning.”

Children must not be robbed of opportunities to question

Whether what is done makes sense

Whether this world is on a course

They would have designed

Or, for their own concepts, what might be grasped

What are the possibilities, the ideas, the windows and mirrors

What is love but a sort of desire to see the lights come on

In the eyes of a child there is still a mystical smile

A confused but alert state of grace that should be encouraged

Before the beat down of form takes place, before

The underlying ideas and the means of each faction attempt to grab them

The triangle of body, mind, and spirit

And where do you fall this morning that might be described as cold

Though for a salmon fisherman the opposite would be true.

Your perception shapes you and makes you, your thoughts

Are fully capable of being stopped, of being thanked,

Of being used to direct the source that flows

To say within you is miscommunication for that implies

A bundle of separate sources, each flowing within

An animal, man, a stone, when

The great reality is more like a buzzing that hums

And travels at the speed of light, going nowhere

While constantly moving, this source, this contact

This notion that everything is perfect, and this combined with

The ego that works with other egos to believe in worry

To take guilt as an honored tradition

To take being busy as a badge of honor

You hear: multitasking, never stop, morning, noon and...

Night will come regardless of whether you trouble yourself

Night will come to carry you on its shoulders

And before you know morning, you might sit

On a porch in the darkness

The song of chickens, the song of silence

The space between the two, for some of them

Have been trained to call to others, the roosters mainly, for

You as a human present danger, sometimes

Present food, present space, present a window

Air conditioner on which for them to sit

Present the blocking of wind

And take the topic of racism and realize that this

White elephant stands steady in every forum

In every manner we pass along, black and white

And all colors in between, we go on as if there is not work

To be done. There must be a coming together, an opening

A listening to the voices of others, lack of words like

“Must”

For this is what separates us: the very knowing, the false belief in certainty

The need to take what started as love and turn this into gain

The corruption that exists within the nonprofit industrial complex

And the reporting of truths, for this news goes unseen, the uncovering

The discovering, and the discarding of old ideas

How best to take what grows from these discussions

(Even best is not the word to be considered), rather, let

Discomfort become our greatest teacher.

Sit in silence after somebody has spoken. Take a minute

To listen to what he or she has to say, rather than spinning

The record of ego the entire time and missing what is before you.

With the notion of intention, the notion of only what I know

Which is reconnecting to the earth and the world we are part of

I seek that my body and mind align with the source of these intentions

And plant trees and create space and A has found more people

D has family that wish. Think again about a hundred years from now:

This was the question that did not get me hired

After meditation:

The great question of difference between discipline and control

Between the warrior and beating yourself up

Between making mistakes and fitting into the moment

When schedules are set each day see if there becomes more time

More time as a result of knowing when

The thought comes that meditating in the evening and writing

In the evening would take away needed time: a sign perhaps

That the mind is too busy, scheduling moments into planners

Fitting every minute to serve some course

Could source be asked in each pencilling in…

Does this fit with my intention?

Does this lead to the connection between people and land?

Too vague perhaps. The light in the bedroom window

Mr. and Mrs. Lee, both close to eighty, awake
She is half Jamaican and half Native American
and sends you text messages that say: God loves you, my baby.

It would seem that within this discipline there will come more discipline

Frivolity will fade in the sense that the necessary, the times away

From source will leave, will no longer be participated in

So how to address and determine where everything falls

For so long the answer was to say yes to everything

When your world wasn’t so busy, so full,

There was this possibility

Now you have grown. Now you have done more than just the Vanborghini travels

And there is the need to align God and mind to answer each question

A schedule does not take; it gives

A schedule allows time for you--there must be balance

In the beginning balance might be laughed at, might be misunderstood

Now to reign in the idea of taking everything in moderation

Including moderation. The talk has turned and gone beyond, so let’s get back

The subject at hand, the beginning, the need for discipline and where are you?

Mind is served by the morning writing and meditation, spirit by the connection

To the earth and to the attempts to give to fellow beings

(Here I pause to think: is not being and earth one in the same?)

The body has been forgotten. It could be argued

The least important of the three, but then the very vehicle

For carrying the rest, without health this body will affect the other two

So search today and find a place with sauna and swimming,

Make a schedule that may involve rising at four in the morning, that may involve

Going to bed at nine o’clock at night. This is what the great spirit advises

This is what the day and morning have made, when the chill is outside

There is a desire for comfort and nothing wrong in this

Each morning a desire for candles both outside and in

For more plants in the house for the feng shui to raise the vibration

For the clutter to be taken and hid

Without need for television

Let the experiences of truth of those around you guide

No need for the mechanisms of facebook or the way the mind

Is placed under the microscope

To create algorithms

Make your own waves with jello and let the ego run wild sometimes

On the page. In order to get free from what is not reality

Let divinity underlie all that has been written, even ego

Even lack of vision, absence of inspiration

What some would call mindless typing. A word

That should be addressed: mindless.

This should be seen as a positive;

Mindful, on the other hand, could use investigation.

Go first with the power of language, the power of interaction

The power of trust, and in this find the hearts of children

Let these hearts build strong minds for what I have seen so far:

Hearts crushed in order to control minds, in order to make minds fit in a box.

Every mind is different and need not be exposed to the same things

A tough course when all the world is questions without answers

A tough course when you want what you want in the next second

Change takes time, takes long past your own life

Yet what are you doing right now, in this moment, are you talking

Or building a coalition? Are you bringing people together with the understanding

That what we do now will have an effect on the world in 2120?

This is the question they did not want to answer

This is the question I posed at the end of my interview, when asked

By the head of the gardens for three different schools:

“Do you have any questions for us?”

I asked her, “Where do you see this garden and this program and the effects

In one hundred years?”

She didn’t have an answer. This went far beyond ego. This is a question for spirit

For more than “me”. This is a question that can only be answered

By one that believes that the word human and bird mean the same thing.