Chop Wood, Carry Water

Help the folks, who need your help the most at this hour! Donate to Goonj, to help our daily wage earners and labourers. click to embiggen A young boy became a monk. He dreamed of enlightenment and of learning great things. When he got to the monastery he was told that each morning he had to chop wood for the monks fires and then carry water up to the monastery for ablutions and the kitchen....

May 18, 2020 · Mario Jason Braganza

Reflection

Help the folks, who need your help the most at this hour! Donate to Goonj to help our daily wage earners and labourers. click to embiggen The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine....

May 11, 2020 · Mario Jason Braganza

Vastness

Help the folks, who need your help the most at this hour! Donate to Goonj to help our daily wage earners and labourers. click to embiggen In the vast abyss before time, self is not, and soul commingles with mist, and rock, and light. In time, soul brings the misty self to be. Then slow time hardens self to stone while ever lightening the soul, till soul can loose its hold of self and both are free and can return...

May 4, 2020 · Mario Jason Braganza

Idleness is a Virtue

Help the folks, who need your help the most at this hour! Donate to Goonj to help our daily wage earners and labourers. click to embiggen “I have often wondered whether especially those days when we are forced to remain idle are not precisely the days spent in the most profound activity. Whether our actions themselves, even if they do not take place until later, are nothing more than the last reverberations of a vast movement that occurs within us during idle days....

April 27, 2020 · Mario Jason Braganza

Why Wait?

Help the folks, who need your help the most at this hour! Donate to Goonj to help our daily wage earners and labourers. “The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.” — W.M. Lewis P.S. Subscribe to my mailing list! Forward these posts and letters to your friends and get them to subscribe! P.P.S. Feed my insatiable reading habit....

April 20, 2020 · Mario Jason Braganza

On Bees

Help the folks, who need your help the most at this hour! Donate to Goonj to help our daily wage earners and labourers. click to embiggen “The lovely flowers embarrass me, They make me regret I am not a bee.” — Emily Dickinson “Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through. When I’m dead and gone, That’s what I want from you. The streets of heaven are gold and sunny,...

April 13, 2020 · Mario Jason Braganza