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Retired from 10 years in the Canadian Navy, and 28 years in the Canadian Diplomatic Service, with postings in Beijing, Mexico City, Sri Lanka, Romania, Abu Dhabi, Guyana, Ireland, Trinidad, and, last but not least, India.

Sunday 27 November 2016

Chiaroscuro



Flickering lines of light and shadow,
progressing ceaselessly 
from horizon to horizon:
a lemming march to obscurity.

Philosopher, fakir,
fool and friend;
sociopath, philanthropist,
parent and child;
tyrant, benefactor,
you and I:
we all move, blindly,
along the arrow
of Time.

If we take the time,
each and every day,
to examine
     the lines,
     the shadows,
to understand
     not the motion,
     not the flickering,
but the stunning reality
     of here,
     of Now,
meaning will emerge.

It is not the progression,
nor yet the origin
or destination:
it is here,
it is now,
that is all we ever have,
     or need.











The Ancient Hippie

The Ancient Hippie
Natraj dances with us all.

Welcome, and Namaste

Greetings fellow travellers,

For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.

As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.

May your Dharma be clear

Peace

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."


Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream