Vihara on the Hill

Images and words for quiet contemplation by Stephanie Jane Mohan

Category Archives: Poetry

Holding pattern

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Last night, I was sitting on a plane caught in a holding pattern for over an hour due to stormy weather. My body became restless as time went by and I noted how external conditions, such as unexpected delays, can easily trigger unskillful states.

Funny enough, delays can sometimes save us from far more unpleasant circumstances and conditions. Being caught in a holding pattern can be perceived as blessing or curse….or perhaps we can just see that it “just is” and relax, knowing that in this moment, right now, we are simply in the right place at the right time.

Haiku poem written on the plane:

“This holding pattern;

Wondering when we will land –

Right place and right time.

Home is where the heart is

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Houses shelter us from

External conditions;

Our real home

Lies within.

Unaccompanied

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Find a resting place;

A space for keeping vigil –

Unaccompanied.

A shroud of despair

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With compassion for those directly impacted by the most recent mass murder in Las Vegas …and all such senseless killing.

A shroud of despair

Forlorn shapes cloaked in grief –

Humanity lost.

Wings of freedom

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Lifting on the breeze;

Taken with wings of freedom –

Moving me onward.

Walk carefully

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Walk carefully,

for

there are

tiny things

that

you wouldn’t

want

to

harm.

Simple pleasure

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Such simple pleasure;

Seeing how nature responds –

More showers forecast.