A Child’s Prayer of Loving-Kindness

Via on Jun 30, 2011



This is a child’s prayer of loving-kindness.

May moments that arise and pass be free.
May I float in this moment but still be me
Free from anger but still able to roar like a beast.
Free from sadness but open to a tear at least.
Free from pain but not soft like my teddy bear.
Free from suffering but open to change and care.
Free from sickness but open to days in bed.
This is all I said.

I said.

I said.

Filled like a balloon with acts of kindness.
I send love to Mom, with moments to bless.
I send love to Dad, with moments to sigh.
I send love to me, myself and even I.

Even I.

Even I.

Like a many-armed octopus I spread kindness to all.

An arm reaches out and hugs Grandma and Grandpop.
Sidewalk chalk! A skip. A jump and a hop.
An arm reaches out to my brothers and sisters, past, present and yet-to-be.
May they be happy, healthy and filled with glee.
An arm reaches out to neighbors who peak from behind shutters and shadow.
May they be at peace, with gossip to give and yards to mow.
An arm reaches out to those that anger me with red eyes and closed fists.
May they be well, but may most of their blows still miss.
An arm reaches out to all spirits, ghosts and foxes that endeavour to catch.
May they be free from hunger, snares and lonely briar patch.
An arm reaches out to all animals, walking-whales and nameless creatures.
May they live in the moment and welcome evolutionary features.
An arm reaches out to all Unicorns, Wendigoes and Woe-be-gone.
May they stay alittle longer, awakened by my yawn.
An arm reaches out to all Monsters, Trolls and the Great Shambling Mass.
May they stay cosy in my closet, content and not harrass.
An arm reaches out to all atoms and galaxies.
May they be infinitely small and miniscule-y at ease.
An arm reaches out to all Gods and Deities.
May they escape rebirth and begin to please.

To please.

To please.

And lastly I send loving-kindness to you now.
May you be free from pain but full of kisses on your brow.
May you be free from anger but still know to use your fists.
May you be free from ghosts but still float on the mists .
May you be in this moment never yet to cease.
May you be at peace.

Be at peace.

Be at peace.

May all beings be in this moment.
May all beings be in this moment.
May all beings be in this moment.
May we be peace and never cease.
May we be peace and never cease.
May we be peace and never cease.

Ashes, Ashes,
This boat is sure to list.

To list.

To list.
We all fall down.
It has always been just this.

Just this.

Just this.

<clap>

<kiss>

Goodnight.

About John Pappas

John Pappas is a struggling Zen practitioner with a slight Vajrayana palate (but he won't admit it) stumbling between the relative and absolute through the Buddhist Purgatory otherwise known as the Great Plains of South Dakota. Emerging writer, librarian and aspiring hungry ghost, John spews his skewed perception of the dharma all over his personal blog, Subtle Dharma Mouth Punch as well as on the ephemeral Elephant Journal and occasionally (while having no artistic ability to speak of) on Dharma/Arte. John also loves tacos, homebrew, yoginis and obscure Cthulhu references. You can follow him on twitter under the handle @zendustzendirt

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