Archive for March, 2008

Anonymous - Yakut Prayer

Ivan M. Granger March 31st, 2008

Yakut Prayer
by Yakut (Anonymous)

My words are tied in one
With the great mountains,
With the great rocks,
With the great trees,
In one with my body
And my heart.
Do you all help me
With supernatural power,
And you, Day,
And you, Night,
All of you see me
One with the world!

— from The Essential Mystics: Selections from the World’s Great Wisdom Traditions, Edited by Andrew Harvey


/ Photo by provia_17 /

What a beautiful prayer the Yakut have given to the world (or, perhaps, it is the world that has given it to them). This prayer powerfully evokes unity between the individual and the living totality of nature… The natural world is called upon to give strength, focus, guidance, communion, and finally witness:

All of you see me
One with the world!

A good prayer to carry with you on a walk in the fields or hills or forests. Or even an overgrown lot in the city. Have a beautiful day today, at one with the world!

Yakut (Anonymous)

US (19th Century) Timeline
Primal/Tribal/Shamanic : Native American

Attributing this to the 19th century is a guess. The source book did not estimate the date of composition.

The Yakut are a Native American tribe of California.

More poetry by Yakut (Anonymous)

Deep awakening…

Ivan M. Granger March 31st, 2008

Deep awakening
requires a tremendous journey,
but nothing much
needs to happen.

Meeting The Mountain: Taoist Poetry & True Intimacy

Elizabeth Reninger March 30th, 2008

Not surprisingly, the poetry of the Taoist tradition is steeped in Taoism’s core values: a close observation and deep honoring of the rhythms of the natural world; a delight in simplicity, play and paradox; and a child-like wonder which has discovered the human form to be the meeting-place of Heaven and Earth.

The poems offered by Taoist practitioners ~ hermits, yogis, priests, farmers, wandering rascals ~ tend to be short rather than long. They often begin with an image from the natural world, encountered “nakedly” and relayed to us ~ the reader ~ in a way that preserves the freshness and spontaneity of that ordinary magical moment. There is ease and simplicity, which allows for great subtlety, and a kind of intimacy difficult to describe.

In The Art of Writing: Teachings of the Chinese Masters, Tony Barnstone and Chang Ping have given us an English translation of three classic Chinese works on the art of poetry Continue Reading »

Other Voices on the Blog

Ivan M. Granger March 30th, 2008

As you read these blog articles, make a point of checking the author’s name at the beginning of the post. You’ll start to see some new names. I will be slowly be bringing other voices to the Poetry Chaikhana Blog. I don’t feel this blog should reflect only my particular point of view and interests. I see this blog as being an opportunity to invite other writers, poets, and spiritual practitioners to share their own insight, interests, wisdom, and creativity.

So check back, and check the author’s name…

Video: Maya Angelou - Still I Rise

Ivan M. Granger March 28th, 2008

I welcome any chance to listen to Maya Angelou. Her words have that deep echo of authority, real spiritual authority. She is a template for us all as we mature, reminding us that aging is a path to wisdom, compassion, and surprising strength.

I hope you enjoy this short video!

Wang Wei - Clear Waters

Ivan M. Granger March 28th, 2008

Cooling Off
by Wang Wei

English version by Willis Barnstone

Clear waters drift through the immensity of a tall forest.
In front of me a huge river mouth
receives the long wind.
Deep ripples hold white sand
and white fish swimming as in a void.
I sprawl on a big rock,
billows nourishing my humble body.
I gargle with water and wash my feet.
A fisherman pauses out on the surf.
So many fish long for bait. I look
only to the east with its lotus leaves.

— from To Touch the Sky: Poems of Mystical, Spiritual & Metaphysical Light, Translated by Willis Barnstone


/ Photo by mckaysavage /

One way to understand this poem is to read the “clear waters” as the mind when it is still and pure. The mind becomes free from the silt of projections, it becomes clear, empty, the “void” in which the fish swim.
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Abu-Said Abil-Kheir - Beg for Love

Ivan M. Granger March 26th, 2008

[324] Beg for Love.
by Abu-Said Abil-Kheir

English version by Vraje Abramian

Beg for Love.
Consider this burning, and those who
burn, as gifts from the Friend.
Nothing to learn.
Too much has already been said.
When you read a single page from
the silent book of your heart,
you will laugh at all this chattering,
all this pretentious learning.

— from Nobody, Son of Nobody: Poems of Shaikh Abu-Saeed Abil-Kheir, Translated by Vraje Abramian


/ Photo by Dominic’s pics /

I think I’ll take a cue today from the shaikh, and not say much…

Too much has already been said.
When you read a single page from
the silent book of your heart,
you will laugh at all this chattering,
all this pretentious learning.

Have a beautiful day today!

Abu-Said Abil-Kheir

Turkmenistan (967 - 1049) Timeline
Muslim / Sufi

Shaikh Abu-Said Abil-Kheir was one of the earlier Sufi poets. He lived more than two centuries before Rumi yet, like Rumi, much of his mysticism follows a similar path of annihilation in divine Love.

Abu Said’s poetry ranges from the ecstatic and celestial, to struggles with abandonment. His poetry has an immediacy and even a sort of devoutly wry petulance that can draw comparisons with the great Bengali poet, Ramprasad.

Abu Said referred to himself as “Nobody, Son of Nobody,” to convey the mystic’s sense of having completely merged or disappeared into the Divine, leaving no trace of the ego behind.

He was born and later died in Mayhana in what is modern day Turkmenistan, just north of Iran and Afghanistan in Central Asia.

More poetry by Abu-Said Abil-Kheir

Don’t mistake information for knowledge.

Ivan M. Granger March 26th, 2008

Don’t mistake information for knowledge.

Information is important,
but knowledge is the stuff of life.

Milarepa - The Song of Perfect Assurance (to the Demons)

Ivan M. Granger March 24th, 2008

The Song of Perfect Assurance (to the Demons)
by Milarepa

English version by Garma C. C. Chang

Obeisance to the perfect Marpa.

I am the Yogi who perceives the Ultimate Truth.
In the Origin of the Unborn, I first gain assurance;
On the Path of Non-extinction, slowly
      I perfect my power;
With meaningful symbols and words
Flowing from my great compassion,
I now sing this song
From the absolute realm of Dharma Essence.

Because your sinful Karma has created
Dense blindness and impenetrable obstruction,
You cannot understand the meaning
Of Ultimate Truth.
Listen, therefore, to the Expedient Truth.

In their spotless, ancient Sutras,
All the Buddhas in the past, repeatedly
Admonished with the eternal Truth of Karma –
That every sentient being is one’s kinsman.
This is eternal Truth which never fails.
Listen closely to the teaching of Compassion.

I, the Yogi who developed by his practices,
Know that outer hindrances are but a shadow-show,
And the phantasmal world
A magic play of mind unborn.

By looking inward into the mind is seen
Mind-nature — without substance, intrinsically void.
Through meditation in solitude, the grace
Of the Succession Gurus and the teaching
Of the great Naropa are attained.
The inner truth of the Buddha
Should be the object of meditation.

By the gracious instruction of my Guru,
Is the abstruse inner meaning of Tantra understood.
Through the practice of Arising and
      Perfecting Yoga,
Is the Vital Power engendered
And the inner reason for the microcosm realized.
Thus in the outer world I do not fear
The illusory obstacles.

To the Great Divine Lineage I belong,
With innumerable yogis great as all Space.

When in one’s own mind one ponders
On the original state of Mind,
Illusory thoughts of themselves dissolve
Into the Realm of Dharmadhatu.
Neither afflicter nor afflicted can be seen.
Exhaustive study of the Sutras
Teaches us no more than this.

— from The Hundred Thousand Songs of Milarepa: The Life-Story and Teachings of the Greatest Poet-Saint Ever to Appear in the History of Buddhism, Translated by Garma C. C. Chang


/ Photo by mckaysavage /

To honor the Tibetan struggle to be free from occupation, I thought we should have a song of enlightenment from the great Tibetan yogi, Milarepa.

There is so much we can contemplate in this poem, but there is one area I want to focus on.

For those of us who were raised in the Christian or Jewish traditions, recall Cain’s question to God: Am I my brother’s keeper? Every wisdom tradition answers firmly, Yes!

Milarepa puts it this way–

every sentient being is one’s kinsman. Continue Reading »

Ivan’s Journey: Into the Wild

Ivan M. Granger March 23rd, 2008

When I sent out the email announcing this new blog a few weeks ago, I asked for your suggestions about what sort of posts and articles you’d like to read. Among the many excellent suggestions, one consistent request kept coming up: Tell us more about yourself.

You visit my website, read my comments, receive emails from me, so it’s a fair question: Just who is this guy?

What’s his story?

Which roads has he taken?

So maybe I should start to tell you a little about my own journey…

Have you seen the movie “Into the Wild”?

Into the Wild (DVD)

I just rented it a few days ago. It’s the thoughtful, visually stunning, exhilarating, heartbreaking film directed by Sean Penn telling the real-life story Christopher McCandless (played by Emile Hirsh), a young man who, in the early 1990s, abandons his upper-middle-class life and takes to the road in search of something authentic. He donates most of his money to charity, burns the rest, and travels across the heartland and deserts of America before heading north to face the wilds alone in Alaska.

Watching “Into the Wild” was a surreal experience for me. That was me at age 17. I took a journey with surprising parallels to the one in the movie. Like the young man in the movie, I too severed ties with friends and family, traveled through the deserts of the American Southwest, and eventually traveled north with the intention of disappearing “into the wild” of Alaska.

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Book: Francis and Clare: The Complete Works

Ivan M. Granger March 22nd, 2008

Francis and Clare: The Complete Works: The Classics of Western Spirituality
Translated by Regis J. Armstrong, OFM CAP / Translated by Ignatius C. Brady, OFM



I discovered this book years ago in a used book store on Maui, early in my days of reading sacred poetry. I was instantly hooked because, for some reason, it never really occurred to me that you can read the actual personal letters of such great saints of the Catholic tradition, like Francis and Clare of Assisi. But here they are: letters, spiritual guidelines… and poetry. If you’re new to medieval Christian mysticism and thought, this probably isn’t the place to start. But I highly recommend this book to anyone wanting to cultivate a more intimate understanding of the spiritual life of one of the most loved saints of the West.


Place your mind before the mirror of eternity!
Place your soul in the brilliance of glory!
Place your heart in the figure of the divine substance!
And transform your whole being into the image of the Godhead Itself
      through contemplation!
So that you too may feel what His friends feel
      as they taste the hidden sweetness
      which God Himself has reserved
      from the beginning
      for those who love Him.

– Clare of Assisi

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Mary Oliver - Sunrise

Ivan M. Granger March 21st, 2008

Sunrise
by Mary Oliver

You can
die for it–
an idea,
or the world. People

have done so,
brilliantly,
letting
their small bodies be bound

to the stake,
creating
an unforgettable
fury of light. But

this morning,
climbing the familiar hills
in the familiar
fabric of dawn, I thought

of China,
and India
and Europe, and I thought
how the sun

blazes
for everyone just
so joyfully
as it rises

under the lashes
of my own eyes, and I thought
I am so many!
What is my name?

What is the name
of the deep breath I would take
over and over
for all of us? Call it

whatever you want, it is
happiness, it is another one
of the ways to enter
fire.

— from New and Selected Poems, by Mary Oliver


/ Photo by M3R /

Today is Good Friday, leading into Easter Sunday — the holiest time of the Christian calendar. It is also Purim on the Jewish calendar, and Holi in India. It’s Nooruz or Nawroz in Muslim countries. It’s the Spring Equinox (accented by the full moon!).

Wherever you live, whatever your religious tradition, this is a sacred time of the year, a reminder of how life has renewed itself and light has overcome the darkness.

On this first spring day remember–

how the sun

blazes
for everyone just
so joyfully
as it rises

And then take “the deep breath” for all of us.

Have a beautiful day!

Mary Oliver, Mary Oliver poetry, Secular or Eclectic poetry Mary Oliver

US (1935 - )
Secular or Eclectic

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There is something fierce…

Ivan M. Granger March 21st, 2008

There is something fierce
in every saint and sage.
How else could they free love
from its cage?

Fakhruddin Iraqi - These perfumes

Ivan M. Granger March 19th, 2008

These perfumes:
by Fakhruddin Iraqi

English version by William Chittick and Peter Lamborn Wilson

These perfumes:
      musk, clove…
all from the hyacinthine shadows
      of those tresses.
You think you hear
      a nightingale’s song…
No. It is the voice
      of the Rose.

— from Fakhruddin Iraqi: Divine Flashes (Classics of Western Spirituality) , by William Chittick / Nasr Seyyed Hossein


/ Photo by kalandrakas /

This brief poem has that delightfully ambiguous Sufi tendency — borrowed by the Troubadours — of using erotic language when describing the heart’s yearning for the Eternal.

Iraqi starts with several sensuous evocations of perfume: musk, clove, hyacinth. Can you smell them? Continue Reading »

Rumi on the Radio

Ivan M. Granger March 18th, 2008


I just came across this interesting discussion of Rumi’s spirituality and poetry on the Speaking of Faith radio archives, and thought I’d share it with you –

The Ecstatic Faith of Rumi - Speaking of Faith

Some of the discussion is at an introductory level, but worth listening to.

Also, check out the related link Unheard Cuts: Poetry of Rumi with the text of several Rumi poems, with audio clips of the poems being read in the original Persian.

Video: Rain / Regen

Ivan M. Granger March 17th, 2008

I hope you like this animated short as much as I do — the story of a frustrated artist, and the visionary blessing of a few drops of rain…

Animation by Michael Sewnarain
Music by Harry Koopman

John O’Donohue - Beannacht / Blessing

Ivan M. Granger March 17th, 2008

Beannacht / Blessing
by John O’Donohue

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

— from Echoes of Memory, by John O’Donohue


/ Photo by FreeWine /

This blessing poem builds on the great tradition of Irish blessings

Like a wise man who has seen much, he doesn’t shy away from the terrible difficulties we all encounter on the journey of life in the opening lines. But he also suggests to us that there is a silent conspiracy to help us forward, support and intelligence in the very earth beneath our feet. Continue Reading »

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