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Liefste Ellen

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Liefste Ellen, Ik werd vandaag wakker en jij niet meer Ondraaglijk gaat het lijden over en weer Ik was half verdoofd Jouw vuur was al gedoofd Jij kon geen pijnstillers vragen Jouw pijn was niet te verdragen Hoe kan ik voortleven als jij, tot wanhoop gedreven, door wonden die lagen te gapen terwijl ik lag te slapen ons midden verliet Hoe ga ik om met dit verdriet? De één viert z’n trouw de ander dompelt zich in rouw Ze bouwen een huis maar jij kwam niet voorbij de ruwbouw Een kind wordt geboren een kind overlijdt En wij zitten hier met wroeging en spijt Het is een geschiedenis die zich herhaalt hebben wij dan allemaal gefaald? Of was het misschien wel de maatschappij die geen plek heeft, voor mensen als jij? Op wie zullen we het steken Kunnen we de cirkel doorbreken? Je nam je antwoorden mee in het graf Hoe maken wij ze nu verder af? Ik wil vloeken, dit is hard Kreeg je maar een nieuwe start Ellen, ik wil voor je leven en andere kansen geven die jij niet hebt gehad omdat het leven jouw
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De zinderende zinzinger

Ik ben de zinderende zinzinger Ik zinzinder, hier ginder in iedere zin Verzengende zenverzen Dreunen denderend van de bergen Zwermen wervelend door het zwerk Geven je woorden werk Mijn zin brengt geen zekerheid mee Mijn zin tuigt je zinnen af Zweert de vaste zinsbouw af Mijn zin bezweert je, verbouwereert je verzint en verzwijgt niets verliest noch verkrijgt iets Is verziend en toch dichtbij Mijn zin maakt je blij Mijn zin maakt je vrij Kan je deze zin ontleden? Hij is in het voltooide heden de zin van je leven Hou op met te streven Je kan er een puntje aan zuigen Er valt niets meer te verbuigen Of je einde zal buiten zinnen zijn Dan zal er niets meer te beginnen zijn Dit is het einde van ‘s zins zijn Hier zet ik een punt aan de lijn en eindig ik mijn refrein.
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Improvisation

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A man sits alone at the piano and stares into the void all he notes is silence Where did the sound come from and where does it go after the final key lands? Waves of undulating melodies spill over into an ocean of emptiness When do they reach the shore? In this cosmic dance, who is the instrument and who is the player?
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We Are One (A new song)

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 Here's a little song i wrote about oneness and non-duality. I am the sky, I am the wind I am its sweet soft whispering I am the Earth I am the moon This is her song this is her tune That has no beginning and no end I hope one day you understand All the answers are within That’s why I am singin’ CHORUS We are one, we are one We are one, we are one I am the light, I am the dark This is the calling of the lark In the dawn before we rise To see a new sun rise With all our joy and all our pain Nothing to lose nothing to gain So break free from these bars And sing with open hearts CHORUS Let us walk hand in hand And together we will stand We’re emotion, we are love A higher force from up above A new song in a new key To take these chains and set us free I am you and you are me Let us sing in harmony CHORUS A new day now will come Where we will all live as one This is the voice deep inside That no longer wants to hide So let’s stop to pretend I am your brother,* I am your fri
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A Walk With God

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  A Walk with God Last night i went for a walk with God And as He held my hand, we talked I asked: ‘Where do we go from here, what is the direction? When do we arrive and achieve perfection? He said: ‘There is nowhere to go, nothing to fear Everything you need is already here Look through my eyes and you will see I am in you and you are in Me Everything you touch is already Divine With every step you reach this Kingdom of mine’   And as we strolled a bit further down I could not help but for my face to frown: ‘Lord but there is, so much suffering and pain In this crazy old world, how can we stay sane?’ ‘The road is long and windy, and it’s easy to get lost If you want to reach your goal, there will be a cost There is hardship and struggle on the way But to find your destination, it is worth to pay The toll to reach the other shore Arrive in peace and suffer no more’   His answer made me stumble and wince I could not say I was fully convinced: ‘Where is this place yo
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Forests To Grow People

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A piece about my life in Sadhana Forest  and how living in a sustainable reforestation community contributes to my understand of Interbeing. Originally written for Wake Up . Adapted from an earlier post . Tree planting in Sadhana Forest The past four years, I have been living and volunteering in an eco-community in South India. We live very simply in thatched roof huts made from local, natural materials. Our community is off-grid and uses only electricity from our solar panels and the water we draw from our well. In our daily life, we practice reforestation, bringing back to life an almost extinct indigenous tropical forest on a 70-acre piece of land, returning water, trees, and life to a once-barren and deserted area. I have learned many practical things about community life and sustainable living practices, but the deepest teaching while living this life has been a very direct, lived experience of the reality of Interbeing. Living this close to nature and actively participating in re
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On the passing of my teacher

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 A cloud never dies Photo: Max Pugh You are leaving, but every moment you are still arriving in every step and every breath I take Your eyes are closed, but I can see you more clearly now in the clouds and in the water in my tea You are no longer here, yet I see you everywhere in the smile of a child and the blossoms of spring Your voice is silent, if it weren’t for the singing of birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind There is no coming and no going as you are leaving, you are only returning to us The greater the distance between us, the more we carry you in our hearts You have left a void, which we can only fill with the the practice you gave us We feel an emptiness, but we know we are only empty of a separate self My sadness is beyond limits, but so are the gratitude and love I feel today A bottomless hole is gaping in my soul, from which a wellspring of compassion rises I am at a loss for words, my mind is blank and yet understanding is born: The boddhisattva stands majestica
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