Big Mind Training with Genpo Roshi

Even Formlessness is formless
And Emptiness is empty
And Big mind has no substance
And love is just an illusion

Yet Here I Am

Writing these words
With no self at the helmless helm
And self holding the pen that is no pen
Smiling at the beauty that doesn't exist
And loving without loving

Now
This body moves
as it moves
No one else like this
Formlessness defined through each thought, word and deed
Every movement ordinary.
Every movement divine.


And Tantra - Splashing in the Ecstatic Miracle of the Human Heart

One of 10 million relics in this sea of beauty and death, i sparkle as only i can. Unscathed in spirit and demolished in bone, I walk out of the immersion, onto the shores of this imaginary dream to offer the fruits of my human remains before i am gone again.    

My Beloved. Your Beauty and Grace astound me. I bow to your Greatness.  I bathe in your Glory. I fall to the ground and kiss the earth upon which you walk. I stand tall into the heavens, arms wide open, raised to the sky, rejoicing in your everpresent existence.