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Alone in your encampment
Hungry ghosts huddled around the fire Burned alive at the stake. The flames themselves Already wooden ashes Never born Never seed Never sprout Never majestic standing ones, The glorious already dead. In this magnificent vision So achingly beautiful Laughter and tears flow into ether Again, always already dead. An imaginary mirror to see yourself Inside out. The earth you dreamed would hold and Preserve you The stars you dreamed were arranged like breadcrumbs To follow back. The Moon and its oceans To give you some thing to go by. This is the truth you came for And now you regret the day You were born to wander into this greedy nothingness. A shifting black-red avalanche of terror Thunder inside the earth! Oozing Sliding Engulfing No footing Down you go Swallowed Buried alive. An explosion so horrific above you Takes out each little twinkling sky light Like so much faerie dust blown from a child’s hand. An ocean flips upside down. Ocean. Upside. Down! Nothing. How long have I been here like this? Hours? Days? Eons? Can I stand? Can I speak? Wait! Is that dawn peering in the window? What is this body laying next to me? Can I speak? What can I possibly say? “Oh, good morning, love.” “Yes, another lovely day.” “Eggs will be fine, thank you.”
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analisa domenica
invites you to find out what you are. 
The nun Wu Jincang asked the Sixth Patriach Huineng, "I have studied the Mahaparinirvana sutra for many years, yet there are many areas i do not quite understand. Please enlighten me."
The patriarch responded, "I am illiterate. Please read out the characters to me and perhaps I will be able to explain the meaning." Said the nun, "You cannot even recognize the characters. How are you able then to understand the meaning?" "Truth has nothing to do with words. Truth can be likened to the bright moon in the sky. Words, in this case, can be likened to a finger. The finger can point to the moon’s location. However, the finger is not the moon. To look at the moon, it is necessary to gaze beyond the finger, right?" Archives
October 2014
CategoriesAnalisa Domenica is a humanist minister and mentor, in private practice as a Doula for living and dying. She offers private mentoring sessions, end-of-life preparation & transition support, bereavement, home death, funeral, and natural burial guidance, and laying-on-of-hands for comfort care and pain release. Analisa joyfully celebrates weddings and memorials, according to your faith or non-faith tradition. She is available to private clients, small groups, and for public education. Find out more about her by clicking here.
'Li' lives and works in Mill Spring, NC, a stone or two's throw from Asheville, NC and Greenville/Spartanburg, SC. She also works globally via phone. You may reach her by phone at 828.429.0096 or write to her by clicking here. |
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