threshing floor

threshing floor

my beliefs fell
away in an instant
I watched them
to the floor

four decades
of practice—
how would life
work without my
card house?
how to navigate
the unknown
and wide-open

no more praying
to something
or chanting
for peace of mind
even meditation
is not separate
from being, doing
or breath

first rage erupted,
months passing
before angst dissolved
so much wasted time!
then the idea of time
fell away
useful for living
but clearly not true—
a flood of joy

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

wreck the house

wreck the house
note from self

dismantle piece by
here, beliefs there—
wreck the house
you call yourself
no separate soul
exists—note how
“your” breath
depends on air
depends on trees
requires water
depends on soil
requires sun
endless relation—
no discrete being
only interbeing

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

seeking agreement for beliefs

question marksWe love hanging out with like-minded people because they reaffirm that what we believe is true. We call these people our friends.

What if, what if the very best friend that you could have is the one that questions your beliefs on a regular basis? The one that helps you see that beliefs are simply thoughts that come and go, and because of that–although we may believe that they are foundational and provide stability in our lives–they are not reliable. That is a true friend.

Turn within and look for that which is unchanging. That is reliable.

© Amrita Skye Blaine, 2013
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