Words

Words are both my bane and love at times.  

I just love how poetic some are: like nigh.  

Nigh to release towards heart,  
while tides of potential peak  
times ebb back  
Atlantis circles to sight...  

Its just a cool word: nigh  

But words being models and representations: words are also my bane... people take them too seriously, attach and judge life to them. So many people literally build prisons and dungeons based solely on the words bantered about. As a Taoist teacher, I work with patience as students trip over the words rather than releasing into the poetry of no meaning and multiple meanings at once.

We are taught to define words (Webster's greatest achievement is his greatest sin also) and that is the trap: as in once we begin to define those pesky words we think that reflects back to define our own life, our own shape.

The Tao is the Tao...
No definitions please,
release into the Tao simply as...
discovering how to swim
with the poetry of your life.

Words will cascade down waterfalls
Don't tumble after such meaning
But do dive into it also
coming back up wet
refreshed with most ironically
new meanings each and every time.

It's nigh time indeed to release.

Namaste