Sanctuary Within

Sanctuary Within

immersed in refreshing coolness

majestic water rushes and flows

over ancient temple ruins

sound of two heart beats

thump…

thump…

thump…

your hand within my hand

we beat to each other’s energetic rhythm

diving into the deep water together

opening our hearts to infinite possiblities

as we merge with Grace’s light

remembering Oneness

Home

sanctuary within

(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson

Mystical Romance

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Mystical Romance

Far above worries of the world,

Lone figure sitting on rocky outcrop,

Grounds herself in moment,

Shoes taken off and bare feet,

Meet craggy and rough on skin.

Tears freely flow,

As beloved how I longed for you,

Heart ached so deeply,

Felt it splitting in my chest,

Breath catching in throat.

Do you hear me, Beloved?

Do you see me, precious one?

Oh how they have failed me,

Futile searching,

Heartbroken.

Please show me…

That you see me…

As I sat on the rocky outcrop,

Rich russets, dynamic orange, and passionate crimson

Peaked through the clouds.

For a peaceful span of breathing

I felt perfectly loved.

That in the midst of the pain,

Something miraculously beautiful

Will fill a tired heart with longed for joy.

A great adventure and mystical romance.

(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson

Monkey Mind

Monkey in Tree

Monkey Mind

Swinging from branch to branch,

They howl and spit,

Chattering…yowling,

As on the mat I repose,

Hand each a banana:

Shutting them up.

To buy myself uneasy silence,

Brief respite before laughing,

Itching nose.

amusing exercise in self-discipline

Not that I have much,

Trying to still the monkey mind.

(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson

ZHONGNAN MOUNTAINCrest …

ZHONGNAN MOUNTAIN

Crest supreme,
close to the Celestial City,
From mountain to mountain
extending to the sea.
When contemplated, the white clouds
add up to no more than one;
When pierced, the green rays
suddenly fade out.

Crowned with heavenly bodies,
the central peak turns;
Encompassing yin and yang,
the valleys roll.
Go down and find shelter for the night:
Above the stream there,
let’s have a chat with the woodcutter.

by Wang Wei published in In Love with the Way: Chinese Poems of the Tang Dynasty

One of the ways that I practice self-care is to spend time in solitude. Now I am introverted at heart although I really do enjoy socializing with people in moderate doses. During times of great stress I retreat within myself to recharge my batteries. Earlier today I turned on my answering machine to filter my calls, unplugged from all forms of technology, and made a commitment to myself to have a few hours of quiet.

Quiet hours are spent reading, writing or journaling, painting, taking a long walk, meditating or listening to music quietly. The poem I quoted above was read earlier today along with the first two chapters of Awakening the Buddha Within. My solitude is something that I have to guard carefully as not everyone is always respectful of boundaries. Fortunately, most of those who are in my life at present can recognize that solitude is something that I need from time to time to keep myself well.

Over the years I have learned that it’s important to balance socialization with solitude. For each person that internal balance is a little bit different as some feel recharged after they spend time with other socially. I find myself quite contented with my own company for lengthy periods of time.

Introversion is not celebrated or valued in the Western world. Eastern philosophies, like Buddhism, value solitude as it is important to practices like meditation. Introspection does have a value as the insight from times of solitude can be used for innovation, ideas, and creative problem-solving. It’s a quality of my personality that was judged by others while I was growing up, but that I came to value as I became an adult.

Meditation is a practice that is helping me to maintain my sanity as my healing progresses, and as I deal with the stressors in my life at present. Faith and following a practical spiritual practice do help a great deal in working towards recovery as well as coping with life itself. As you learn your own inner landscape you find all the wisdom that you need to do what needs to be done, or to make the choice to just be for a while.

Namaste,

Amanda

Tea Meditation

Tea Meditation

Tip toe down the stairs.

Hush…

Predawn half moon starlight,

Graceful hands search,

Ah…

Mug or tea cup?

Click fridge door,

Frothing milk, and plopping tea bag,

Kettle’s steam drifts…

Slide the patio door.

Soft virgin wool,

Encased in warmth,

Inhale…

Exhale…

Inhale…

Exhale…

Dewy feet and rain kissed face.

Long breath-long life

God’s predawn creations,

Morning tea meditations.

(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson