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Live In Joy

Eddie Two Hawks

JoyVibrations[1]

Live in Joy, In love, Even among those who hate.

Live in joy, In health, Even among the afflicted.

Live in joy, In peace, Even among the troubled.

Look within. Be still. Free from fear and attachment,

Know the sweet joy of living in the way.

There is no fire like greed, No crime like hatred, No sorrow like separation,

No sickness like hunger of heart, And no joy like the joy of freedom.

Health, contentment and trust Are your greatest possessions, And freedom your greatest joy.

Look within. Be still. Free from fear and attachment, Know the sweet joy of living in the way.

—-

teachings of Buddha from: The Dhammapada

reposted from ETH November 9, 2009

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i looked at the moon tonight

Footprints of Thoughts

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I saw from my window in St. Michael when I was a kid

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I saw from my window when studying at Marquette

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I stared at from the steps at Pembridge Place

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon whose light graced my path as I walked  at midnight while on Kiriko Ridge

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I saw from the stairwell, looking through the window,  in Ottawa

I looked at the moon tonight Sixty years later

It was the same moon…

Has anything changed?

I still am looking for that elusive love…

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