In This Place of No Pretention

In This Place of No Pretention

…gently easing into a cinema of light…everything is all light…pure…striking…radiant…and all meanings dissolve in one form…of no regrets nor complications…a romantic spaciousness that bears no borders…and therein lies the richness of tranquility that surpasses understanding…in this place of no pretensions…where there is providence…where mercy can be felt in the deep marrow of my bones…and I just closed my eyes and simply settled down in the fluidity of the moment, just floating and flowing steadily in complete suspended silence…and then, I opened my eyes and…simply walked away…

(*photo taken at Charles Sauriol Conservation Area, Toronto, Ontario)

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About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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6 Responses to In This Place of No Pretention

  1. Sounds like a blissfull moment…

  2. Virgilio, this is a wonderful piece of writing, I can feel the still centre with you, and what else to be done but simply walk away – you take it with you.

    • thanks, Teri, for the kind and insightful words. there are times when i am caught in the “moment.” there is this “crossing” that occurs from time to time and i am just more than glad to just surrender when it happens.

  3. I like those fleeting moments when you realize you are walking through the subtle frontier that separates light from darkness.

    • i like your thoughts, Marcelo…it is in that “crossing,” that place where there is no distinction, no boundaries, non-discriminating, where, to me, real freedom resides…

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