Adultery zen

Creativity Poetry & Quotes
#1

This was written last year, november 06, 2006. I am just testing the waters here. Hope I am not offending anyone.

I am a man
Who happens to be
A husband and a father
I?ve been a husband
For five years now
Good or bad
It doesn?t matter
And about the latter
Being a father
I?m just starting to learn
To realize all this, I had to burn
For someone else.
The fire of unconsumed passion
cleansed my heart
of clumsy possessions
this ache of desire
washed away the filth
both shining and dirty
I am finally turning thirty
Even though
I am already thirty four.
If I take the tour
Of my life, I see myself
And I am great
In my weakness
I am an old coat
I can hang myself
On any hanger
Accept myself without anger
Face without fear any danger
My life has ended, and still
It begins every day
I?m finally learning
to follow? the way.

#2

thank you for having the courage to share …

the burning is tapas is is not ? :slight_smile:

#3

I was thinking it is not, but after a little tought, I agree. Acceptance of pain can be tapas if it is done for a higher reason.

#4

True of all attachments.

Hi Hubbert,

Is penance & tapas the same thing?
Suffering often makes you strongly aware of love.

All other feelings should be allowed to pass like clouds on a windy day, this includes guilt.

If after penance, tapas, & suffering love manifests ? then there is glory in that.
In all your posts, dear Hubbert I see a lot of your love.

Best WIshes to you,
Namaste,
Fin

#5

Penance carries within the notion of sin, or serious mistake.
Tapas, I think lacks this.

I do not feel quilt, because what did happen to me was not because of my will, but against it, and I did not fall. (not because of my strenght but because of my karma) It would take too long to explain all, and for an outsider, it would seem that all of this did happen in my mind only. I was called by right Don Quijote by a person who also was involved, and at that time I felt this as a blame.
The cause of my suffering was not quilt, but this gaping chasm between want and duty. My reason just got strong enough to check my passionate nature. It was a terrible fight where really is no victory, beause it is impossible to win without mutilating yourself or others. Making a choice is impossible. So you are stuck in the inbetween … and you burn, and burn, and burn, until all unimportant things are burnt.

What happens next I am unable to rationalize, without feeling that I miss the point. But I can assure all of you that courage and honesty, always “pay” and the reward is as high as the odds they are against.