by Constance Casey 12-23-2009
Left side of the neck and throat area plays some intense rhythm,
strumming down the ear, in and around the tonsils
then deep base strings in the heart area,
clenching with grief,
and tension releasing through vibrating sensations of pulling,
inner re-organization…of dreams — what sings this?
whatever – willing – being with
“selfing” brings along undoing, being with unknowing
each day brings less and less of any “me”
look inside and see scattered bones,
some cleaned out archaeological dig site long ago trampled and forgotten.
The trauma of selfing,
of building some-such-thing
is remembered deeply.
Unwinding this pattern tunes attention at every key moment,
singing chords of spine and vertebrae and marrow,
seeing the sun rise to melt any frozen limbs of innuendo.
Listen up! It’s open season on ideas.
Right in the center.
It has its own agenda,
“do not seek answers” is what Rilke said.
A tentacle arm softly unfolds,
It can’t help Its wise molecular muscles made for touch
and all along, feels and knows, and understands and sees through and through,
again and again,
with all the more clarity and gratitude
and no direction, friend.
By Constance Casey 11-12-09
Cleaning, moving, smoothly, mindfully.
All is expression
Keep it simple
Less is more
Less to remember is best
Less to do is best
Fewer places to go is best
Needing less is best
Smooth flowing relinquishment
Then all flow
Focus on being, let mind be
Big thoughts are trouble
Little hidden thoughts need air
Big thoughts clamor for attention
Little thoughts get none
Big thoughts eat up little thoughts
Little thoughts hide
Big thoughts have big disguises
Little thoughts are alone and naked
Big thoughts push and shove
Little thoughts sit quietly wondering
While walking with a friend yesterday, she asked me if I believe in karma. I immediately replied, “Yes”. And I knew that it wasn’t a belief, it’s a presence or knowing within that in each moment there are new births taking place, and I need to be aware of the degree of wholesomeness or unwholesomeness, the leaning in or away with intention.
My personality generally prefers to stay in the background and operate independently. In fact, it was probably this aloneness that brought me in and through knowing the dharma on an ultimate level.
But now that I know the seamless connection with all beings there is a strong tendency to back away from any possibility that I might be involved in harm. Not wanting to create or cause harm is an even bigger motivation for my doing things and/or not doing them more than ever before.
Any unfinished business is here for review and to be seen. These meditative reviews happen all the time. Some listen and participate and some don’t.
Even the Buddha was continually concerned with karma. There is a story I heard about how the Buddha had headaches and felt it was due to an event that happened in a past life. There are levels of learning that continue after enlightenment that involve all kinds of karma.
Wisdom comes along in the most serendipitous ways if we are open to it.
Being more aware of this happening, I felt grateful for being with Steve Armstrong last month when he talked about this. He outlined eight different kinds of karma:
- weighty karma
- proximate karma
- habitual karma
- reserve karma
- reproductive karma
- supportive karma
- obstructive karma
- destructive karma
Here is a link to the talk on karma:
(He outlines the different kinds of karma during the second half of this talk).
This dharma really points out the necessity for mindfulness always, no matter what, no matter how enlightened you are or not! I need to look closely at my participation in each and every moment, each and every relationship. It can be beneficial to back away and review with compassion and patience so we can understand more about what is going on.
It seems to me that monastics who have gone through the stages of enlightenment continue to practice diligently for the rest of their lives because they know that the human condition is a condition of variable intensity and that awareness will pull one to greater and greater clarity all the way to the moment of death.
I’m not an expert on this. I just want to include this dharma talk as a gift to you to help you in your process. Allow this knowing of karma to lift you up with awareness and pull you toward knowing your true nature, and so that you can find gentler and more sane ways to be and operate in an insane world.
By Constance Casey October 15, 2009
I can not help anyone.
No one wants any help
They are we and
We can not be helped
Because It can’t help it
What arises just is
What is here always knows
That we are well
So who needs help?
*This is an understanding in the ultimate sense. Along the path, we can and do appear to “help” each other, but if we knew how much we are already well, maybe we’d be a little more intimate and honest in a more facilitative way.
by Constance Casey
What is in front of you?
What is roiling around inside?
Do you hear that?
Insight. Yes. Remembering.
See link: go hear this annoying discussion!
Ears listen for silence.
Ears hear silence in annoyance. Ah, yes, silence stills all
Arising out of the great mystery of all
What does silence want more than its own understanding? Peace?
The ears want to hear dharma that is simple, clear & wholesome, so let them.
Just do the dishes
Just move the washcloth
Feel the wonder of the snowflakes falling through
The lonely porous membranes of your fingers.
And walk with others
However they may be
by Constance Casey
What is really happening is that I’m burying my self
Yeah, there is no way I can look at the world the same way anymore
There was a train wreck and that train was me
I don’t even know what the tracks were but they are gone too
Where to go is totally unknown
What to do is also completely unknown
Who I am is a mystery beyond belief
And yet All is known, All is seen
Even here moves on
Even now is gone
Time to dig the ditch and bury the remnants
There ain’t nobody home
Which makes the stream flow so fast
The river rides high and wide
Nothing in the way
No hand on the shovel
Can’t dig as deep as This
Just dig, just the same
Future tells nothing
Past fades away
Try a little willingness
And see how you can really