Source: themetapicture.com. Thanks Susan.
Tag: voices
Light and sound poured in
To the as-yet unborn,
to all innocent wisps of undifferentiated nothingness:
Watch out for life.
I have caught life.
I have come down with life.
I was a wisp of undifferentiated nothingness,
and then a little peephole opened quite suddenly.
Light and sound poured in.
Voices began to describe me and my surroundings.
Nothing they said could be appealed.
They never shut up.
– Kurt Vonnegut
Image Source: ike. Poem: Thank you WhiskeyRiver
I is what I is.
I was enjoying my evening after a long day.  Finished dinner.  Moved on to catch up on reading. Hand – Eyes – flicking and scanning.  I lock on a post from Perpetua / The Seeker.  She shares her favorite meditation from an Anthony de Mello retreat: “Did you enjoy your last hour?”  This statement is actually an examination of conscience at the end of the day before I go to sleep. It is a discernment of moral values and ethics. Anybody can do it. Try it. If you do not believe in God, then leave God behind. Just think about it, mediate on the question.” Â
So, if it’s working for The Seeker, I need to get it going. Â I meditate.
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