To those of you smitten by gossip

گفت هان ای سخرگان گفت و گو
وعظ و گفتار زبان و گوش جو
پنبه اندر گوش حس دون کنید
بند حس از چشم خود بیرون کنید

پنبهی آن گوش سر گوش سرست
تا نگردد این کر آن باطن کرست
بیحس و بیگوش و بیفکرت شوید
تا خطاب ارجعی را بشنوید

تا به گفت و گوی بیداری دری
تو زگفت خواب بویی کی بری
سیر بیرونیست قول و فعل ما
سیر باطن هست بالای سما

حس خشکی دید کز خشکی بزاد
عیسی جان پای بر دریا نهاد
سیر جسم خشک بر خشکی فتاد
سیر جان پا در دل دریا نهاد

چونک عمر اندر ره خشکی گذشت
گاه کوه و گاه دریا گاه دشت
آب حیوان از کجا خواهی تو یافت
موج دریا را کجا خواهی شکافت

موج خاکی وهم و فهم و فکر ماست
موج آبی محو و سکرست و فناست
تا درین سکری از آن سکری تو دور
تا ازین مستی از آن جامی نفور
گفت و گوی ظاهر آمد چون غبار
مدتی خاموش خو کن هوشدار

The way of love

راهیست راهِ عشق که هیچش کناره نیست آنجا، جز آن که جان بسپارند، چاره نیست
هر گَه که دل به عشق دهی خوش دمی بود "در کار خیر حاجت هیچ استخاره نیست"
ما را ز منع عقل مترسان و مِی بیار! کآن شحنه در ولایت ما هیچ کاره نیست
از چشم خود بپرس که ما را که میکشد جانا! گناهِ طالع و جُرمِ ستاره نیست
او را به چشم پاک توان دید چون هلال هر دیده جای جِلوهٔ آن ماهپاره نیست
فرصت شمر طریقه رندی که این نشان چون راه گنج بر همه کس آشکاره نیست
نگرفت در تو گریه حافظ به هیچ رو حیران آن دلم که کم از سنگ خاره نیست

What's going on in your heart

در دلت چیست عجب که چو شکر میخندی
دوش شب با کی بدی که چو سحر میخندی
ای بهاری که جهان از دم تو خندان است
در سمن زار شکفتی چو شجر میخندی
آتشی از رخ خود در بت و بتخانه زدی
و اندر آتش بنشستی و چو زر میخندی
مست و خندان ز خرابات خدا میآیی
بر شر و خیر جهان همچو شرر میخندی
همچو گل ناف تو بر خنده بریدهست خدا
لیک امروز مها نوع دگر میخندی
باغ با جمله درختان ز خزان خشک شدند
ز چه باغی تو که همچون گلتر میخندی
تو چو ماهی و عدو سوی تو گر تیر کشد
چو مه از چرخ بر آن تیر و سپر میخندی
بوی مشکی تو که بر خنگ هوا میتازی
آفتابی تو که بر قرص قمر میخندی
تو یقینی و عیان بر ظن و تقلید بخند
نظری جمله و بر نقل و خبر میخندی
در حضور ابدی شاهد و مشهود تویی
بر ره و ره رو و بر کوچ و سفر میخندی
از میان عدم و محو برآوردی سر
بر سر و افسر و بر تاج و کمر میخندی
چون سگ گرسنه هر خلق دهان بگشادهست
تویی آن شیر که بر جوع بقر میخندی
آهوان را ز دمت خون جگر مشک شدهست
رحمت است آنک تو بر خون جگر میخندی
آهوان را به گه صید به گردون گیری
ای که بر دام و دم شعبده گر میخندی
دو سه بیتی که بماندهست بگو مستانه
ای که تو بر دل بیزیر و زبر میخندی

Hopes dashed?

Graduation was bitter sweet
Hopes dashed by the rocks of reality
The shadow cast by sati Saat
Burns the dreams and dissipates the hopes
Asking for too much? Maybe but I know his potential and
What he actually has been able to achieve with ease in the past
As I look at the two identical Rumi books set aside
I realize we are on two different wavelengths
By friend has long time not been my friend
Loyalty a meaningless an empty illusion

Anyone seeing the Beloved is transformed

ای عاشقان ای عاشقان آن کس که بیند روی او
شوریده گردد عقل او آشفته گردد خوی او
معشوق را جویان شود دکان او ویران شود
بر رو و سر پویان شود چون آب اندر جوی او
در عشق چون مجنون شود سرگشته چون گردون شود
آن کو چنین رنجور شد نایافت شد داروی او
جان ملک سجده کند آن را که حق را خاک شد
ترک فلک چاکر شود آن را که شد هندوی او
عشقش دل پردرد را بر کف نهد بو میکند
چون خوش نباشد آن دلی کو گشت دستنبوی او
بس سینهها را خست او بس خوابها را بست او
بستهست دست جادوان آن غمزه جادوی او
شاهان همه مسکین او خوبان قراضه چین او
شیران زده دم بر زمین پیش سگان کوی او
بنگر یکی بر آسمان بر قله روحانیان
چندین چراغ و مشعله بر برج و بر باروی او
شد قلعه دارش عقل کل آن شاه بیطبل و دهل
بر قلعه آن کس بررود کو را نماند اوی او
ای ماه رویش دیدهای خوبی از او دزدیدهای
ای شب تو زلفش دیدهای نی نی و نی یک موی او
این شب سیه پوش است از آن کز تعزیه دارد نشان
چون بیوهای جامه سیه در خاک رفته شوی او
شب فعل و دستان میکند او عیش پنهان میکند
نی چشم بندد چشم او کژ مینهد ابروی او
ای شب من این نوحه گری از تو ندارم باوری
چون پیش چوگان قدر هستی دوان چون گوی او
آن کس که این چوگان خورد گوی سعادت او برد
بیپا و بیسر میدود چون دل به گرد کوی او
ای روی ما چون زعفران از عشق لاله ستان او
ای دل فرورفته به سر چون شانه در گیسوی او
مر عشق را خود پشت کو سر تا به سر روی است او
این پشت و رو این سو بود جز رو نباشد سوی او
او هست از صورت بری کارش همه صورتگری
ای دل ز صورت نگذری زیرا نهای یک توی او
داند دل هر پاک دل آواز دل ز آواز گل
غریدن شیر است این در صورت آهوی او
بافیده دست احد پیدا بود پیدا بود
از صنعت جولاههای وز دست وز ماکوی او
ای جانها ماکوی او وی قبله ما کوی او
فراش این کو آسمان وین خاک کدبانوی او
سوزان دلم از رشک او گشته دو چشمم مشک او
کی ز آب چشم او تر شود ای بحر تا زانوی او
این عشق شد مهمان من زخمی بزد بر جان من
صد رحمت و صد آفرین بر دست و بر بازوی او
من دست و پا انداختم وز جست و جو پرداختم
ای مرده جست و جوی من در پیش جست و جوی او
من چند گفتم های دل خاموش از این سودای دل
سودش ندارد های من چون بشنود دل هوی او

Look beyond the web ; fix your light gaze

Vengeful thoughts circle my mental adversary
closing in
With the bitterness
of self induced hatred
Is it real?
What us real ?
Our self created dark house of
thought?
Or the house of light
pristine righteousness glowing
"Light upon Light"
Look past the haze
of self pity and regret
Beyond the deep dark forest
of revenge
For slight injustices
Look beyond ; focus your gaze
Repair your equanimity
Ability to look beyond
The web you get caught up within
Look to the light In the distance
That's all that counts
The rest will only delay your goal
Will only prolong your agony of illusion
Your senseless veneer of attired ignorance

Strolling in the Forest of Adventure

Felt glum and depressed, dragged myself to Paradiso,
withstood a conference call
went on a wonderful walk with Mom,
taking pictures along 2nd street in the cool , just rained green beauty of Fairfield
as we walked under the magical arches of the trees that herald
the magic land of calm cool pine-sweet  of green energy
went home for lunch with PJ and Mpp
meditated early, half, then to get recjarge for Sam from Everbody's
and down to Ottumwa for the Pioneer vs Bulldog last battle

Futile or fertile with opportunity?

Now everything feels empty and futile . Now that he is ready for going to college. Maybe it's because of the yagyas or maybe our impotence in driving him away from bad friends...
Maybe driving does not work
Perhaps strengthening will only succeed
Hear the reed it has a tale
It wants to tell
A tale of long lost separation

Can we afford to be loose?

Sometimes people think they can get away with being loose: whimsically following their carnal desires with impunity. It dies not last . Nature comes back and tries to set us back on the path of evolution . And if we don't listen, maybe not do gently ... So retain a sense of awe and the "fear" of God that sense of awe at a higher power .

Perception

Your perception of the world from what we see is that you think you have infinite resources time and opportunity . That you can do anything your whim desires without consequences and that you can get away with it.

The real world requires a wise assessment of limitations : money time opportunity . You get what you choose and for that you have to be tough with yourself and make trade offs and sacrifices in favor of the Good, the noble the righteous and the Divine .

April 8 2012

Mom had a long whispering discussion with me on Sam and she made so many good and great points that I think my worldview is forever changed for the better now!

Tennis match 4-7-2012

Can't even speak to him. He wants to have it completely his own way or he sticks out his fangs and hisses! No consideration for his grandmothers even. Tolerance level is minus one!
Wow cannot communicate to him.
They lost 5-6 , won 8-3 9-2 and then 5-6

The tangled locks of despair

The gray harrowed hair of old despair stuck tightly to the tight combed obsessiveness habituated to not letting go

In deep silence most aware

I sit on the wooden bench in the dome
After sitting for a while on the foam
Waiting for my son to wake up after a long rest
Knowing that to go with flow is best
I will attest
That turbulence not created is best!


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The grim chagrin

As I gaze deep in horror at his behavior I see my own reflected in it
My ego, writhing and hissing would overtake my Self in self satisfied smugness
Smirked when the embers of impulses of evolutionary fire smoked within
But today I saw it's ugly face and viewed to battle the ego

The Spider weaving in the Rain

Here I stand cold, shivering, drenched in disbelief
The car, that ran into the puddle of reality, did not stop
I blinked, through the tears of regret, trying to make out the make and model,
That car was Time,
Oblivious, it's driver Destiny texting awkwardly as it sped across our lives
Why was I on this side if the road, still
I wiped the mud off my watch which was also supposed to keep Time
And noticed with a sinking sensation
That I was late
To teach him what had wanted to
I was too late to arm him with mental shields and swords
In his quest, not on the video game
But in Life
I had tried like the spider in the rain
To weave my silk of teachings to help him with a snack on his great life adventure

But the rain was brutal unforgiving, and I kept at it and I will keep at it, even though there is no time left.

Only the Master of Time can
Only the Lord of the Worlds can
'He says "Be!"
And it is'

I prostrate myself before the Lord Of Love
"The Infinitely Compassionate , the All-Merciful
Guide me on the straight Path
Those who have received your bounty
Not the ones who received your Wrath
And not the ones who lost their Way"

The fleeting winds of time

In silent awe of the passage of time
The river of life gushing blindly onwards
Oblivious to our nostalgia, pleasure and pain
Indifferent to our loss or gain
Caring not whether there's sunshine or rain
Grabs you by the lions mane
Stares you in the eyes and says
Rejoice, pray and thank
For it will be gone!
روزها گر رفت گو رو باک نیست
تو بمان ای آنک چون تو پاک نیست
If the days pass by, tell them, go on then, no fear
Stay with me, the One to whom none compares in Purity

Yearly Post 2010

I was pondering sorta sleepy sorta awake this morning and felt these words:

"As I crouch huddled in the alley of fear, on the sidewalk of loneliness, clanging menacing footsteps approach, what will they bring: friend or foe? "

Seems like I blog once a year on this particular blog and a lot more on my others :-)

"Time is creeping up on us and passed us by -- waving in the cold finality , while hope is panting, sweating even, trying hard to catch up and smile."

"Regrets of bold and impulsive actions past, meander in my settled mind, i wonder how i changed the course of my life, our lives, for the better or for worse?"


Create then whoever you may be, I am the Lord of the verse said he, and I'll lead you on, into the wilderness of thought; the "thicket of thought" as Rumi puts it.

I stand and sit and wait in a state of suspension, poised anticipation of what the next few hours will bring. Take action, engage, but the result? No one knows: 'you have control over action alone, never over the fruits of action' Therefore engage in action with no thought of its fruit, engage in purity, invoke the Divine, keep to the Middle Way and follow the Path , the Dao within to discover the world without.

For after all that is said and done, we are all one, and aside is none, we have fun, we have tears, we express our innermost fears, to the ones we hold dear, but time rolls on and the golden globe rises in the east yet again and a new day begins, Hope with the incorporeal etheric mist , materializes and we draw on the Divine for Mercy and Blessing.

May you create every day; may you make joyous your loved ones every day, may you get closer to the Divine in You every day, may you be established in the unshakeable very day, spread the blessings, spread the peace.

Empowering the Business Analyst for On Demand Computing

Article I just wrote appears here.

The Deer that Ran into Us

Inside the car was fuming with negativity, a whirlpool for entropy, then the poor deer ran into the side of the car. Sometimes you just gotta fight to get positivity out there, because if you are strong -- even if you do not know it -- you will materialize your desires and if they are the wrong ones or negative ones, then stand back, cause it gets ugly.

Seems the most important thing is the balancing of rest and activity; deep rest and experience of the Self.

Tomorrow I give the Software Architecture students their exam that I gave the questions to in class today.

Think they'll do well? Yeah, I think so.