Tag: <span>Danna Faulds</span>


Let the mind be the mind.

Behind its restless activity,

just one layer deeper

is stillness, and beneath

even that, is an ocean of mystery and truth.

Swim in this eternal sea

until you know yourself

to be infinity, and bring

that knowing back into

your day.  Why struggle

to be what you are already?

Let the mind be the mind

but don’t bind yourself

to its limited reality.

Trust your experience of

vastnes.  Trust the truth

that never loses potency

or disappears in fear.

Let the mind be the mind

and identify not with

thought, but silence.

…from Limitless by Danna Faulds.

Meditation Poetry Yoga

When I let go of what I know, what’s left?

If I set off without a compass, will I be led?

IMG_0894_1An inner urge too strong to overlook insists that I go forward.

I stumble, fall, get up and start again.

Longing lights the path like a lantern.

The mountaintop looks so far away that I stop to rest, and in the quiet I realize that practice isn’t about getting anywhere,

changing anything,

making something happen

or slowing what’s in motion..

Union can’t be forced, won’t be won by fighting.

It alights like a moth on a dandelion or swallowed whole like Jonah’s whale.

All it takes is receiving what is here right now, being intimate with all that is, and knowing that the act of offering what i really am will never be refused.

On the road again today.

Wish me safe travel. please.



Poetry Yoga


Sap is flowing once again from root to trunk,

from trunk to branch,

to every leaf

and bud

and blossom

on the tree.

The frozen days are past.

Now is the season of flowering,

when the full force of energy moves up

and up

to manifest its destiny.

It is everything to me,

this new life springing forth

from ash and compost,

this chance to nurture,


and prune,

to patiently receive the miracle that blooms

as if no force on earth

can turn aside its beauty.

Danna Faulds (From Root to Bloom, Yoga Poems and Other Writings) Published with permission.

ps……….I’ve been in the garden for days now and nature has rewarded me with a bloom on my clematis vine. Finally!!!

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