love

love is strange

sometimes it
seems so far
away

and other times:
love is the whole world

i've noticed
that when i can slow
down
and
just notice
what is going on
in the present

and inhibit
the wish
urge
habit
to "figure out"
or
"know"
or
"plan"
what is going to happen
next

and
inhibit
the urge
to describe
or catalog
what is going on right now

without that extra baggage:
being with What Is

can often
and easily
spill
into a love
of life

.....

Babaji
of the local ashram
explaining the meaning
of ashram

a: come here

shram: work hare




good