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Tag Archives: Unchanging Peace
Eternally Free
Are you doomed to live a life of desires, expectations, striving, seeking, craving, yearning, and resisting? This short poem points to your original nature, the eternally free.
The Bounty of Real Surrender
When the experience of life is difficult as it can sometimes be, there is a great resource within you that you can connect to, that unleashes Grace. Come into this meditation with an open heart, and experience the real bounty of surrender.
Life Is Happening For You
You see life as something happening to you. Therefore sometimes you enjoy life, and at other times you complain about life, or question life itself. But life is not happening to you, it is happening for you. Find out the profound secret of life’s experiences in this post.
Are You Weak? Is Struggle Your Destiny?
You often feel weak. You feel that you have flaws. You assume that life can be a struggle. Is this real? Is this your destiny?
When You Lose A Dear One …
When you lose a dear one, there is great sadness, there is a great big hole inside of you. But have you recognized their parting gift to you? This poem reveals the great reflections that your departed dear one has left for you.
What is Peace?
What is peace? Is it something you can attain after achieving something or another in your life? Find in this short poem, the profound nature of peace.
Why is the Experience of Peace Fleeting?
You may experience moments of peace, but find that soon enough it is lost. Why is the experience of peace fleeting? Come find in this short post.
The Cure for Monkey Mind
In the modern world, we are inundated with thoughts, as many as 35 thoughts a minute. This is monkey mind. What is its cure? This short poem reveals the secret to curing the monkey mind.
Real Prayer
Each tradition has its modes of prayer. There are so many rituals and trappings that people get lost in. What is real prayer? Find out the secrets of prayer in this short poem.
No-otherness 