There is an old Sanskrit word, lila, which means play.  Richer than our word, it means divine play, the play of creation, destruction, and re-creation, the folding and unfolding of the cosmos.  Lila, free and deep, is both the delight and enjoyment of this moment, and the play of God.  It also means love.

Lila may be the simplest thing there is – spontaneous, childish, disarming.  But as we grow and experience the complexities of life, it may also be the most difficult and hard-won achievement imaginable, and its coming to fruition is a kind of homecoming to our true selves.


We house all of life’s abstractions within ourselves. In each of us can be found and developed all instincts, passions, vices and virtues, all tendencies and aspirations of mankind. We are a part of the whole, yet we have the whole within ourselves. In every part of the whole, there is the whole. This is the truth.

Insight Transpired from:
“Waking Life” (2001)
“Subpersonalities” – James Vargiu

It is not about what you do
Or who you know
Or what car you drive
But how you feel
when you look out
from some window
slowly dripping
and see the dusk
falling gracefully
over all that has awoken
for this day.

We are so blessed to be a part of Life.

To feel the sun warming your face,
To watch the sun rise to greet a new day,
To smile with dogs who also smile,
To feel sandy and salty and beachy,
To laugh until your eyes tear up and your stomach hurts,
To turn up the radio on a midnight drive and let your hair and the windows down,
To be alone but not lonely,
To burst with aliveness and rush outside to howl with the moon and dance with the wind for no reason other than you wanted to and it feels good,
To lie down in the sweet smelling grass and watch the clouds or the stars or the birds or whoever happens to be up in the sky.

And sometimes we forget how lucky we are to have these things,
So when we don’t have them,

Life is not fair,
Life is pain,

And we forget that Life is filled with
other amazing things
besides what we are sad that we don’t have.

There is no lack.  There is only a generous giving.  And when we feel like there si a lack, it is because we have felt something so amazing, we have once been given something so great, that it is hard for us to see any amazingness besides it and without it.

And maybe that’s why it was borrowed away from us in the first place.
So we can learn to see the amazingness in other things
and remember that we are always surrounded by wonderful things
so don’t get attached to just one or you’ll forget the rest

and remember
that instead of saying
“Life is not fair because I don’t have this”


and say
“Thank you for giving me this,
for now I realize how much
I loved it and what a wonderful
gift it was in my life when it was there.”

And think about
how different your life would be
if you never had it in the first place –

Is it worth the sadness of missing
what you were once blessed with?

–  Diving underwater and hearing only  your own heartbeat and everything else is slow and muffled  –

–  The way pressure builds in your chest and your throat gets tight and you feel like your whole body is erupting in a great big grin when you hear your favorite song at just the right time  –

–  Feeling so full of flowing love  –

–  Crying and tasting your salty tears and knowing that sadness can be sweet, too  –

–  Shrieking loud and long and high and low and letting the wind carry it all away  –

–  Dancing and dancing and dancing with all your might for so long that soon, you don’t even separate the music from your body and the melody just becomes your movement and you don’t think anymore, you just let the dance take you  –

–  Feeling so much thankfulness for everything that your body feels like it’s bursting open and you have to turn to grin ridiculously out the window so that other people don’t see you and think you’ve lost your sanity  –


What do you love about life?

Go do something GREAT

September 20, 2010

Go do something great.
Interact with the world.

Take a homeless person out to lunch.
Or let the world come to you.
Put a little sign out on your lonely cafe table for two
for “Free Conversation.”

I did.
And it felt so damn good.

What are you waiting for??


July 28, 2010

Sometimes I am a swan
Elegant and floating through the world
Bobbing above the waters of life’s mishaps
Serene and Peaceful,
Beautiful and Pure.

Sometimes I am a goddess.

A goddess of the sea
Standing naked at the shore
Hair tangling in play across my shoulders
Gaze soft as I overlook my kingdom
With resting beauty
Complete in the salt spray.

A goddess of the earth
Filled with the damp pungent scent
Of the soil and the trees
And the faint fresh sweetness
Of the delicate flowers
I am untamed and primal
Radiating a wild beauty to the wilderness,
My praise to the Mother Earth.

Sometimes I am a doe
Having drawn myself back
Into sweetness and innocence
Delicateness and sensitivity
Shying from the outside world
And its abrasiveness.

And always, I am myself
Shining on and on
Blindingly brilliant
In the center of this gem
Shining out through each face,
Each side of this gemstone
A separate being
Yet one and the same.

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