Category Archives: meditation

February 12, 2019 · 2:35 pm

Lighter – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Unlike a maze, which is a cousin of the labyrinth, the labyrinth has one path in and the same path out. The maze is a puzzle to go through and solve, while the labyrinth is a trusted rhythm to be meditated or contemplated in while walking. Whereas you conquer a maze, the labyrinth enables you to self reflect.

Lighter

The gentle rhythm
of this walking meditation
is a metaphor for life itself,
walking to my center,
turning,
and turning again,
each turn a momentary still point
for reflection,
and the middle a waiting,
a wrestling,
a letting go,
just the place to leave something
of self,
while the return journey
is always the lighter for it.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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February 10, 2019 · 3:20 pm

Everything – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Sage – RDP Sunday

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“He who does not answer the questions has passed the test.”  Franz Kafka

 

Everything

No words came,
just silence in the presence
was enough,
nothing was fixed,
but everything fell away.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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January 16, 2019 · 3:12 pm

The Mindful Quest – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Wednesday – Quest

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Labyrinth at Shoalwater Bay

“Awareness is the greatest agent for change.”  Matthieu Ricard

 

 

The Mindful Quest

There are places to go and places I’ve been,
and many worlds I’ve ever dreamed,
but none compare to the winding path
that leads to inner life and being,
to the eye a gentle path,
to the heart a formidable journey,
the mindful quest is the greatest quest of all.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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November 4, 2018 · 3:08 pm

An Uncommon Quiet

Burgeon – Word of the Day

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Lake Brown, near Nungarin.

An Uncommon Quiet

My peace is layered,
as silence expands into silence,
and my mind,
untroubled in this eden,
sits down to a quietude uncommon
most of the time.
But here it comes quickly,
and with a joy that is worth possessing
at great price,
though it cannot be bought,
only breathed,
embodied,
lived.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul,

pvcann.com

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October 17, 2018 · 6:34 am

Speaking Silence – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Discovery – 5 Lines

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Speaking Silence

It took a while, a circuit or three,
but I discovered that silence is not the silence I thought it was,
for silence speaks a language of other,
a knowing not knowing that speaks for itself,
arriving and arriving and arriving.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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October 1, 2018 · 2:21 pm

Voices In The Glade

Glade – Word of the Day

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One of my many photos of Borannup forest, the glade is just in front.

 

Voices In The Glade

So profound was my experience that day,
when I entered that glade,
and felt the place.
There I surrendered my adopted
sophisticated self,
returning to my true child,
dazzled by delights so simple,
humble, natural, and beautiful.
How could it be that the honeyeater,
a dew drop, that dry leaf, the spider,
a skink or two,
a rock,
could change the very core of me?
This I know,
I left that glade
knowing there was more than I,
an intricate flow of life
that spoke to me,
and, overcome,
without words
my soul ran over.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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August 31, 2018 · 1:37 pm

The Parenthesis Of Silence

Pithy – Word of the Day

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The Parenthesis Of Silence

To put away the day for just a moment,
and turn down the volume of my mind,
let alone every device of distraction,
to accept the seasons,
the songs of life,
and, the love of others,
to simply sit
with folded hands
in silence.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul,

pvcann.com

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July 30, 2018 · 4:00 pm

Heavenly

Candor – Word of the Day

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Heavenly

I heard your footsteps pressing down
on surrendered cypress,
barely,
above the water singing over rocks,
gently seeking home,
just visiting this humble onsen.

I saw you emerge,
floating through the Hinoki,
its resin so sweet,
an offering in praise of your being.
Heavenly,
Cherry blossom pink.

A ritual unfolds.
A pause,
a prayer,
as kimono softens the rock.
Your body supple as a young Sika,
graces the intimacy of water.

An open conversation
I hear with my eyes.
And, though my lips silently babble,
my heart speaks straight,
as my ritual unfolds.
A prayer …

©Paul Cannon

 

The Latin allows for candor to carry the meaning of brilliance, whiteness, radiance, naturalness and much more.

An Onsen is a hot spring, but has also come to include the bath house alongside. A Sika is a Japanese deer which is also a species common across Asia. Hinoki is a small cypress tree.

Paul,

pvcann.com

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July 23, 2018 · 4:06 am

Hasten Naught

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Hasten Naught

Hasten naught,
the chain is in the doing,
constriction like a vice.
Release is in the juice,
of how I stay and sip my tea.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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July 23, 2018 · 1:41 am

Seasons Out Of Time

RDP#52-Time

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Savoir Vivre

Arabica claims my soul,
and I fold into myself.
Nursing, caressing ceramic,
contours of the mind explored,
a joie de vivre.

Pleasure fills and shutters me,
with a kind disregard for all.
Shuffling The Daily, scraping chairs,
pling and clicking banished,
My visa is for mellow ground.

Grief, a presence felt, “How was that?”
But how could I explain?
Ambrosia? Words inadequate.
A meditation slowly unfolding.
“Perfect.” I said.

The spell now broken I come ashore,
leaving kairos, chronos pulling
its quotients ever draining.
But I,
I prefer seasons out of time.

©Paul Cannon

Paul,

pvcann.com

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