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Searching for true love?
Perhaps out there’s not the best
Place to go looking

Those Were The Days

“The remedy for people of the future age of great confusion lies in the ancient knowledge of the integral way of life that has been passed down from generation to generation. The holistic way of life, practiced by the ancient sages incorporated body, mind and spirit as a whole in all activities. Their clothing, diet and dwellings were in accordance with nature. They relied on their limbs for transportation. Their education was broad and comprehensive; it did not emphasize one element of their being while neglecting the others. They did not seek out special activities for recreation; their work and recreation were one and the same. Their forms of exercise developed not only the body, but the mind and spirit as well, through the harmonisation of internal energies. Their music functioned as a bridge between mind and spirit and was not just an emotional release. Their leaders were chosen because they were outstanding models of virtue, not for their financial or military capabilities. Philosophy, science and spiritual practice were incorporated as one whole.”

“The people of the future should not blindly accept the new nor reject the old. Things that were developed long ago may still have great value if they have been proven safe and effective by the test of time. The new inventions that appear may seem like shortcuts, but things of temporal convenience will bring hidden troubles later. Future generations will need to evaluate all old and new discoveries and inventions to ensure that they are useful and healthy, according to the standards of a holistic way of life.”

– The Complete Works Of Lao Tzu: Tao Teh Ching and Hua Hu Ching, translated by Master Hua-Ching Ni.

Dervishes: Senryu


The surroundings blur
As we spin round and round then
Go inside instead

The Sunlit Path: Senryu


She follows her heart
Save in the certain knowledge
That it is not hers

Sound Advice: Four By Six


My adviser tells me
We can do anything
Though the impossible
Takes a little longer



Wings folded away
Ladybirds with just their legs
Can still move about

Ben’s Ghost


The spirit
that graces me
with its passing
has no name.

And stems not
from thoughts and words
though it gathers them up as it flows
but from feeling.



Sizeless is spirit
Unseen beyond its creation
And God is a verb

The Real Deal


Phoney connections
Sully and diminish us
And over time destroy
Our precious connection
With Soul and Spirit

While true connections
Nourish those involved
Allow Soul and Spirit
To come forward
And be recognised

Silent Witness


Ancient days
Cradled some to whom
Time and space
Are but toys
Seldom speaking of this they
Walk among us yet

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