i can stay on your life support it's a mystical switch .. i can stay on your wisdom it's making me itch

sitting at my desk this monday .. late morning .. sounds .. the water cooler gurgles as kathleen fills her cup .. janet's keyboard clickity clicks as she types away .. outside a siren approaches and passes on by .. dan's calm voice speaking on the phone with a customer .. marion lets out a soft cough .. then her line buzzes

what a beautiful thing .. the solid golden light .. saw it felt it in a dream .. alive stillness . . .

and while we're at it .. last night dreamt a comedy where five of my co-workers killed me and buried the body .. now what the heck does THAT mean ??!!

love uses me to touch u

it has nothing to do with me

jenny just blew my socks off .. she came into the room .. mom look at my sketches .. and the sheer beauty of them changes me .. one is of a rose blooming a human heart

another of a woman sitting at a table with a cup of coffee thinking off into space .. and there is such deep thought in her expression it's amazing .. you're just dying to know what she's thinking about

blessings abound

ch4 a new earth

a caller talking about panoramic breathing .. inhaling the entire panorama

and it reminds me of ken exhaling into infinity

and towards the end .. oprah to eckhart .. " so you're saying you're not afraid of death ??! "

and she adds teasingly .. " so tell me what happens when we die ? "

he teases back " lets wait and see "

and i second that emotion !

and sam always jokes if u die i'll be so happy for u .. because she knows i'll finally find out

but really folks its always ever back to the only thing that is real which is right now this

the humming of the computer .. sounds of jenny making lunch .. footsteps fridgedoor cupboarddoor .. drawer sliding .. cutlery clinking ..

sun in the window .. body begging for yoga

dear diary

going on a trip to denver tomorrow .. taking as my reader companion .. one taste: daily reflections on integral spirituality

the cat is meowing in the kitchen .. trying to convince sam to give him a night snack .. and i think i can hear my heart pounding

on the plane sailing across a sea of shimmering white thru soft blue skies .. look leonardo da vinci look ! man can fly !

kenbook in my lap: one taste .. what did he write this date march twenty eight ?

" today .. we are all light in light, and images in images, floating effortlessly on a sea of the serene "

we arrive and my checked bag is lost .. my heart sinks but my mind recognizes the opportunity to practice non-resistance to whatever is occurring

they say it's arrived but that it's being held at customs and they will send it to the hotel

i check in at the burnsley on grant at 10th and correctly suspect the bag will not arrive before the party so i walk to the walgreens at broadway and 2nd to buy toothpaste and stuff .. what a glorious spring day for walk

where am i ? what am i doing here ? where is my bag ? oh gawd i'm going to have to party in my travel outfit

the sexy top packed in the bag-gone-AWAL was going to miss the party

and that wasn't all that missed the party .. ken wasn't there either .. not that i could see anyway .. but then again i'm half blind

but it was so good to be there on a rooftop in denver celebrating the integral life with all those beautiful people

i'm just going to fade now .. light into light . . .

after i had settled in at home (my lost bag is apparently flying to winnipeg from denver right now) .. i picked up and opened 'a new earth' where i had left off

and what i read filled my whole being with a huge smile

krishnamurti after travelling and teaching for over fifty years finally said at one of his last talks: do u want to know my secret ? i don't mind what happens