Author Archives: Bob OHearn

When the bee burrows through the petals and into the heart of a rose, it is only searching single-mindedly for you. The flamboyant fragrance of summer lilies merely echoes the intoxicating perfume of your pure radiant presence. What words or … Continue reading →

It’s as if we have been blind for many years, and now, little by little, our sight is returning. Inspired, we try to open our mouths to speak, but our words become like little insects skating across the surface of … Continue reading →

Maybe it’s one of those days when the animals in your house just stare at you, expressionless. You can’t read their intent, perhaps they are quietly weighing the significance of the long history of your incarnations. They make no judgments, … Continue reading →

When we imagine that we are alone, when we think that nobody is looking, our face falls into its natural shape, and at that moment, everybody knows who we really are. We can’t hide it, it is plain to see. … Continue reading →

If we identify long enough with this persona we imagine ourselves to be, we will eventually discover apparent causes for disappointment. Maybe it’s the frailty of the body, the way it slowly comes apart, despite our best efforts at longevity … Continue reading →

“In the third watch of the night Before the moon appears, No wonder when we meet There is no recognition! Still cherished in my heart Is the beauty of earlier days.” ~Tozan Nobody knows how it happens, nor can it … Continue reading →

Ever since Will Blake’s big proclamation, everyone has been looking for that elusive grain of sand. Eternity’s been out searching for itself, but can’t find such a thing anywhere, even in a wildflower. There’s no robin in a cage, no … Continue reading →

A long time ago, maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands, who knows, but you were sitting with me by the fire. You handed me a bowl of soup. It was good. It was all heaven. You looked at me and … Continue reading →

When the tall fir in our yard toppled over, we were taken by surprise at just how shallow its roots ran. We imagine we are firmly anchored here by all of our big ideas and associations, our hopeful plans and … Continue reading →

Let’s say that it’s true, let’s say you are the sky I’m flying through. After a while, I am no longer flying, I have become the sky itself, now there are no longer two of us. It’s as if there … Continue reading →