Regrets are born deep within
Reflections on what might have been
A different time or place perhaps
A choice. a chance, a chosen path
Only fantasy pursues such things
Had we'd been brave and spread our wings
Or had the wisdom we hold dear
Overcoming foe and fear
Regret is but a fact of life
Decisions made that once seemed right
If we could but live again
Chose the place to begin
Maybe our regrets would find
Wishing this life left behind
Can you read my mind and heart? I have spent my life lamenting over what ifs and should have beens! I was never in control of my life, I was never the star, just the lowly understudy. SC
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
Histories of the world are generally written to either celebrate technology and science, or to herald doom. My book examines the path of the spirit in the onward rush.
This book presents a narrative story of one person's journey of transcendental Awakening and Enlightenment as guided by his two Sage companions. It is grounded in Zen Buddhist and Taoist perspective and uses the I Ching as its structural framework. T
Share
Print
Save
Follow
Be safe,
Karen
No regret on finding perfection!!
GOOD to read you again!!
Keep the faith...tender heart!!
Love Tinka