Sunday, September 27, 2020

Not Normal

 

Two-faced, Chinatown, Honolulu, HI, March 2015, 
Nikon D600 © Steven Crisp 


Finally I understand

those who could not breathe

As I feel the tightness

growing in my own chest


What is happening now

is not normal

The threats that we face

are simply unheard of


How can the behavior

of one man, place at risk

a beacon of light to the world

and its great experiment


Until now, I’ve kept

my head down

knowing I would

do my part and vote


But now I understand

what the disenfranchised 

experience daily, and worry

right along side them


The head of our nation is

telling us what he will do:

Say our ballot won’t count

Refuse to transition power


Dear God, how did

it come to this?

Where are the checks

and balances to stop this?


I’ve heard the hypocrisy, the lies

Their words during the past 4 years

No principle, except win, whatever the cost

And I too cannot breathe


Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Knock-Knock Koan


The Gate, Kailua, HI, April 2019, Nikon D600 © Steven Crisp

Knock-knock

“Who’s there?”

“It’s me”

(Silence)


Knock-knock

“Who’s there?”

“It’s Steven”

(Silence)


Knock-knock

“Who’s there?”

“Please let me in”

(Silence)


Knock-knock

“Who’s there?”

“Nobody”

(Silence)


Knock-knock

“Who’s there?”

(Silence)

“Ahh, welcome, please come in”


No words are needed here

None are even possible

Awareness is the channel

Silence is the medium


Your mind won't help you

Thoughts will sabotage your visit

Opinions will clog the gears

Beliefs will bind you up


Can you be open to simply what is?

Leave preferences and judgments behind?

Acceptance is helpful as feelings arise

Surrendering to this moment is sublime 




Thursday, September 03, 2020

That Mask You Wear

Eyes in the Clouds, Lanikai Beach, Lanikai, HI, May 2020, iPhone 11 Pro © Steven Crisp
 

Can you see that mask you wear?

What is its purpose,

and is it really needed?


Surely the world expects it, 

or so you believe ...


Parent ...  Child ... Adult

Boss ... Employee ... Unemployed

Artist ... Druggie ... Prim & Proper

Landlord ... Renter ... Homeless


Well take a look a that cloud, with holes for your eyes 

It's just like those masks you wear,

trying to solidify your identity, your role, your ego


But they are mere gossamer, 

flimsy and transient, 

impossible to grasp and hold onto

 when Life’s winds blow


Those masks you wear 

won’t protect you, and worse

They'll cause you to confuse 

the role with the actor


Would you like to remove your mask

 on your terms and not the whims of the winds?

Then look deeply inside, for your true Self 

behind the masks of your ego 


And find the solid ground 

of Choiceless Awareness

 on which to take your stand

Firmly, confidently, equanimously