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Spiritual Shortsightedness

-The Desire for “Gurus” – Part1

I always wondered why so many kind beautiful minds stop too prematurely in their quest and settle for so called “gurus”.

Gurus are the anxious minds fixture insert to fill a growing void. So called “Gurus” provide a hatch for these innocent troubled minds to close the void. With ashrams, persuasive speeches and rituals. Its a trance set forth that many get ignorantly trapped. It buys time away from their daily drama and hardships. But it actually takes away their time, for many-their lives are poured into the words of a single beings’ reflections, which is far from their own self’s awareness. It’s no different than taking pain killers giving momentary reprieve as you never were cured of the issue causing pain, and if you stop taking the pain returns. Such is the survival traps of such gurus and their programs. Its sort of like spiritual outsourcing. Think about it we outsource almost all of the things we use, these gurus are such outsourcing of a mind’s ultimate quest. Jiddu K, spoke volumes on this. He was a great human being. The very nature of this setup is a mistake against the unknown. A true teacher is like a good parent, who will serve you limitlessly, to take on life, and not consume you and become the focal point. Not sit on thrones, allow to be worshipped like deities, permit rituals on themselves as a spectacle. These are sickening to even imagine but happen. They will not permit these in any way, their ego will be under check and their acts of service will speak not their indulgent self vanity celebrations. All answers the mind seeks are everywhere, its in nature, its in good deeds, its in all people. When the student is ready the true and only teacher will appear. Be well. All Praise To The Unknown.

Trees

Oh Tree, thy beauty that graces me ever so gently everyday
Your leaves wither yet you stand tall,
You know they shall pass in Fall yet you stand tall
And when spring comes, like the treasures beneath the sea,
Your million jewels gather in and on thee.
Oh Tree, oh merciful tree, even as the birds feed from thee
How humble thy grace and yet art so strong
You have seen me et all, and eons have passed since you grew this tall
Oh Tree, you carry fresh snow flakes like your own new born,
she paws your barks, yet you stand tall
In gloomiest times, and even when the sun forget his ways
You stand in everyone’s awe, your sway like a lover’s song.
When all seems to end, you raise the hope it shall pass too
When the wind affrays, you gently fade it away
Multitudes of you stand quietly watch us mortal wither in air
Do you speak when we close our eyes, do you speak when we are awake,
Do you listen to out shivers on stormy nights from outside.
The birds know you and your other, they visit you each year to pay their respect
Their feathers dance with your leaves in the afternoon breeze
Like wings of a bird, You cloud them from the heat and jittering nights
Your million jewels dangle in joy on a sunny day; they sing the melody of this earth.
The gentle music of my heart when I am on a walk
I see you on the road, and when I go home,
I wonder if one day you will utter a word, a whisper in my ear,
For my heart heard your glee on that fine morning;
when you spread thy branches like bird about to fly.
Oh tree, Oh tree if you could hear me cry out for thee
We hone you for many things everyday, we take you like we own you
Each day you give us the breadth of life, yet we forget you
We delight in thy warmth as you burn away,
Let us be, for we are ways away to true knowledge and glee
Oh Tree, if the heavens made stars for this earth
They shall be you and yours. The stars of this earth.

Tree of Tranquility

When the mind loses its clarity
and when the thoughts sway.
when there is rage in the eyes,
and knowledge seems a waste
When the walk has no path
and the heart with no joy.
When tears start to roll
seems like no hope……
A silence around and within
left to my own
cuddling in a faith unknown

For the world is big and bigger are my wounds
Sitting under an old tree,
asking it what does it know
when it just stood there all these years,
Sprung from a seed, now in the wood, a haven for many indeed.
Some roots crawled and some did not,
the wind blew hard, but it still stood strong
seasons played yet it stood hard.
It went through it all; yet that silence in it impresses me of all
And what it shared, the music of the leaves
like a smile of God.

It saw me and many more
lessons come in many forms.

A tree what a beauty it can be.
A silence, a hush with which is says it all