The Wonders

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I do not want to rest in my confusion,
where I am most weary, and ready to pause.
Instead, I want to wait for the moment
when the confusion diffuses, as all things do,
for even just a moment, and remember
that forever resides in moments just like this,
because forever does not discriminate,
or err on the side of expanding our suffering.
Forever hides behind, above and between
the weighted world of our mind’s making,
and forever may lie outside of our grasp
for now, but knows how to be our clearing,
and sends us one small invitation at a time,
just large enough for our weary souls
to rest our gaze on, and gasp in wonder,
and marvel at how quick we were to forget,
and remember: this is what I am working for.
 
– Tammy Takahashi
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I Want to Be

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I want to be like the sun,
using my incredible power
to light up the world.
 
I want to give like the tree
that stands the test of time
to give us our chance at life.
 
I want to sing like the birds
who create peace and beauty
every time they make a sound.
 
I want to know like the sky
that looks without limitation
and inspires all imagination
 
I want to feel like the moon
allowing all emotions safe harbor
with an open eye and heart
 
I want to bud like a flower
with not even a slight doubt
about my inherent perfection
 
I want to aim like the wind
happy with all the directions
travelling so far and so light
 
I want to roar like the ocean
with her wild, untamed strength
that comes from her fluidity
 
I want to love like Time,
which cannot exist without us,
and extends to all without end.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

Light of our Evolution

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I look at something so close,
amazed by what is impenetrable,
what seems to lie, perfect,
just on the other side of my grasp,
this desire for understanding
that threatens to overtake me.
There are all the ways in which
we cannot see, so that the world
can seem construed of the hidden,
what is invisible, our blindness.
And then, slowly, as if emerging
from the depths of the ocean
to gleam into the new day’s sky,
the world bathed in chimera,
a beauty no longer impossible.
For a brief moment, only this:
the veils lifted, throes of rapture.
Rest here, before questions arise.
Pause here, before running
to chase what cannot remain.
Close your eyes, and trust
that what you need does not seek
to be anywhere but with you.
Even one moment of rupture
in the ways of the thinking mind
can, like a lone ray of sun,
light the way of our evolution.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

The House of the World

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What do you find in your house?
Does everything you’ve put there
have its hallowed, rightful place?
Can you move freely and softly?
Does everything serve a purpose,
does it reach for the highest good?
Are the foundations humble,
and also unshakably strong?
Do you feel as though you live
As a mountain creature might,
So closely connected to earth,
While living a skyward journey?
Is everything that you have here
Also something you are offering,
And to whom, and to what end?
Do you look around you and see
that your house is your body
and the body of everything that is?
Will you let the life-giving air in,
and will you let your house breathe,
and make room for the new,
and can we care for the house,
and share the house of the world?

– Tammy Takahashi

Awe

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There are times, before the awe
washes everything else away,
when I am confronted by beauty
in all of its varied manifestations,
and all I desire is to stare, without end,
while asking: tell me what you know.
Tell me what you know; I am starving
for the secrets you must harbor within;
you made it look so effortless: this beauty.
At times like this I do not yet trust
what it is that I know, that brought me
along the footpath leading to wonder,
the trails that have led me to awe.
To penetrate the wisdom of another,
one has just to look, to want to see,
not from the mind, always hungry,
not even from the eyes, so receptive,
but from the heart, where no words live,
where we are all, so sacred, already joined,
and from the hands, our heart’s extensions,
that reach out to touch this love, embodied,
that cries with us in our painful searching,
rips away the spaces between me and you,
where doubt grows, where only awe should be.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

To Live While Living

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A moment comes
when what is trailing by
slowly, drifting,
stops time, this
is its secret power
in the world of humans,
who live in time’s domain.
There is a rupture,
like watching a leaf
float in a still lake,
a remnant of life
in that which breathes
ceaselessly, according
to Nature’s way.
What has been
swims in the pool
of immanence: here
we imagine any number
of possible futures
refracted in shimmering
surfaces, until we
are reminded of the end,
ever-present, the death
that accompanies us
our whole journey long,
at every moment
a siren call, piercing,
asking that we listen
without being overcome.
Make me your friend,
death wants to say,
so that you greet me
happily where the road divides,
so that you will know
nothing but pure joy
on your way there,
from the gifts like diamonds
living in the light
of your precious time here.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

Resting Angel

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I would love to imagine

That I have two giant wings

Which have never hurt a soul,

Fluttering and gliding,

That with feathery softness

Fit perfectly in the slope

Between two mountains

As I lie down to rest,

Knees up to my chest,

The trickling stream

Reflecting the last rays

Of today’s sun in my view.

The mountains my protectors,

And I, in return,

Make an offering of my wings

That carry the very best

Of my aspirations

That no being

Will every come to harm,

That the mountains can offer

Us our highest potential

Until it is time for them,

In a moment of great

But transient fury,

Heave their way

Out of this world.

Until then, I can climb

Or I can scamper,

Or like now, I can come

To a complete, weary pause,

And understand that each

State of my being

Is also the very heart

Of my perfection.

  • Tammy Takahashi