Reflections on life


O seeker,
These thoughts have such power over you.
from nothing you become sad;
from nothing you become happy.

You are burning in the flames,
but I will not let you out
until you are fully baked,
fully wise,
fully yourself.


My sister-in-law jokingly refers to me as “the seeker” because I am always looking things up for myself or other people. The internet has made that a lot easier. Prior to search engines, the public library was my destination of choice. I was allowed seven books. It sometimes took me a very long time to choose which books would make the final cut. Then I would spend time looking and reading through the books that did not make the cut while I sat on the floor of the library. Walking home with those heavy books was sometimes hard.

I must have been quite the sight, stopping every few minutes to rearrange my pile and rest my arms. Nevertheless, those are some of my favourite memories now.

I love Rumi. This poem speaks to me. I am definitely someone who gets carried away by my thoughts. I have known this since I was a young adult. I am sure that explains all the meditation books I have accumulated throughout the years….Something in me knows I have to quiet my mind.

As far as burning in the flames, I certainly feel I am much of the time. And, if release depends on my becoming fully baked, fully wise….I am going to be burning for some time.

So, in the meantime I thought I might share some of what has helped, some of what I have found, and some of what I have lost on my way to becoming fully wise.

And yes, I know that I will die before I get there. I figured that much out.