Travel...

....meditations

There are a lot of things happening as I am getting ready to be in the United States at the best of times - when the snow-covered and other parts of the continent jubilantly celebrate Christmas and New Year.
But as work home also remains multi-pronged and hectic, I chose to take some time off amid a gathering of what I thought was a boring group of speakers lined up by the dozen.
On my worksheet, I let my thoughts flow out as verses, rather than complain at my predicament and here they are:

Liberation

On my car
Were many leaves
From the neem tree above
There were thousands of them
That fell on the soil
Back in bondage with the Earth
But those few leaves
On the windshield, beneath the wiper
Flew away one by one
As the car went rolling.
Liberation for the moment.

Boredom Wisdom

When I sat listening to
A gang of boring speakers
I was first irritated
But then I looked through
And saw the light within
Immediately I was back to myself
Any boring situation is, I thought
Filled with the presence divine
That pushes me to myself
Experiencing Me the Most.


Bouquet

When I see a bunch of flowers
Arranged on a bouquet
That lights up the dais
My mind becomes them
Blooms and ferns
For the thing that thinks, "I"
Is nothing but my mind
And my mind does take the
Form of all that I see
So what I see is Me.
Tat Twam Asi.