Teachings from Simplicity

December 20, 2022

Teachings from Simplicity

By Amba Gale

The trees are not complex.
The pine boughs simply hang towards the earth
happily swaying in the wind.


I can hear the temple bells behind me
being played with
by the loving wind.


The candle flickers,
flame dancing this way and that,
unsure of where it’s going.
It doesn’t care.


The sea moves up and down
mirror of the sky
milk cloud melts to dark blue.


The Buddha sits in Silence.
Mudra Stilling – try it!
Grounded as he sits.


All things come and go.
Shadows casting shape shifts.
Only Silence lasts.
Beneath the din, the Silence.


Enter the day
in a prayerful way.
Be the Prayer that you are.


Where is my inspiration?
I am as close as your breath.
Breathe deeply and attend and
you will find me.


Observe the world around you
with kind and grateful eyes.
Let your heart grow soft
There, you will find peace.


Any time
you can hear the invitation
to love and be loved,
take it.

Additional Poetry

September 26, 2023


Let go and love the way the world turns. Be with it. Allow it. Notice it. Even, embrace it. When you rail against it, you become part of the same energy that stopped the flow at the beginning. Be the holder of it. Know that it, too, has a destination to, finally, merge as one with all. Listen deeply to your heart inside and those things you know are anciently true. Trust in your essential wisdom to lead the way. The world is in flux. You will find your way. “All things must pass.” Let them go. May I be…

September 12, 2023


Dancing in the water, the bright orange sun winks at me through the branches of the pine. The ceiling falling is nothing, being present to such beauty.

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