A cry for union

Total majesty
take me into you

© Meisaan Chan

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Mandala and loss

Mandala, wiped away
fulfilling the promise of loss
and the life after it

© Meisaan Chan

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Time check

Protect your time
no invisible leaks

Distractions can bring you closer
or drive you away
stay alert

Rituals can bring you closer
or mask the slow leaks
stay alert

© Meisaan Chan

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Parable of the pebble, the waterfall, and the moon

There once was a pebble, a waterfall, and a moon. One day, the pebble said, “I will only believe that God exists if God looks like me!”

“So be it,” God said and turned into a pebble. Then the pebble rejoiced at finding God and told its friends that it knew the shape and dimension of God: God had the exact likeness of a pebble, it exclaimed, and it grew very smug.

One day, the waterfall said, “I will only believe that God exists if God looks like me!”

“So be it,” God said and turned into a waterfall. Then the waterfall rejoiced at finding God and told its friends that it knew the shape and dimension of God: God had the exact likeness of a waterfall, it exclaimed, and it grew very smug.

Then one day, the moon said, “I will believe that God exists if God looks like me!”

“So be it,” God said and turned into a moon.

But the moon, being up high, had seen God turn into a pebble and a waterfall. So one day it said to God, who was also in the shape of the moon, “I know you can take any form you wish. You can be a pebble, but you are not a pebble. You can be a waterfall, but you are not a waterfall. You can be a moon, but you are not a moon.”

“Yes, I love you, so I have come to you as you have asked,” says the Lord.

“You know who I am and you take my form. But I do not know who you are,” the moon said. “You have indeed come to me. And because I love you, please bring me to you.”

And so God brought the moon into Godself.

© Meisaan Chan

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The always promise

In the storm
saving you
In the calm
saving you

© Meisaan Chan

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For those who long for balance

Balance is often not simply given
Balance is the work of work
If you wait for balance to beam down from above,
you could be waiting for a long time;
If you work for balance, sacrifice for it,
you will find it sooner

© Meisaan Chan

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A Meditation for Focus

Pull up the distractions like weeds
to find the flower of your focus

Pull weeds, find focus
weeds grow, pull again

© Meisaan Chan

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Stay alert: Safety and danger are impermanent

Stay alert: Safety can change to danger
and danger can change to safety;
the blue sky turns black
the black sky turns blue;
the place of danger is now a place of refuge
which can change back to a place of danger again.

Ducks know this. The duck’s nest on land is abandoned
as soon the eggs are hatched, as they head to water;
safety is always in flux
danger is always in flux
It is the way of things.
Stay alert

© Meisaan Chan

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Be not afraid of brokenness

Be not afraid of brokenness
as a duckling emerges from the shell knows:
Brokenness means life
Brokenness means growth
Brokenness means hope
Brokenness means beginnings

6/16/2020

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What the birds know

The rain slows, then stops
birds start singing
world wet, needs music

Clouds thick, then thin
then finally break. No matter:
Birds do not need sun to sing

© Meisaan Chan

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