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Sending My Self a New Message

I know her as

Selfhood and Stillness

I ask her
If I had the opportunity to change one thing and one thing only, what would it be?

She pauses and nods, then says:

I’m grateful for the question, let’s see

You’ve read all the books, engulfed by concept and explanation

I’ve seen how intensely your hair your eyes your ears have committed themselves to all the courses

I hear the repetition of: change, improvement, and growth. Words having lost the shape of their original meaning, swollen with endless uttering.

With one question – you may cross the threshold of your efforting.

Change one thing and one thing only: Change the relationship you have with yourself,

Return to being with all that is.

Begin with selfhood and stillness.

Start there, she said,

See where that goes.

 

 

Martin © 2026

Sea Change

In the quiet of an afternoon sea-change
we stand at the doorway, neither of us making the decision to leave or enter.

We’ve been at this for years now,
the ebb and the flow of tidal embrace.

Silence grows between us,
at the pace of feeling.

For so long we carried the bones of resentment,
for so long the shards of unspoken dreams.

How did having nothing left, bring us to this place?
To be empty, is not emptiness.

And so we move,
toward the feeling, of feeling felt.

 

Martin © 2026

DreamSong of the Threshold-Guardian

He climbed to where the mountain met sky-thin air,
A translucent veil lay between the seen and the unspoken.
Heart-heavy with the weight of unresolved questions,
He sought the Cave of Ever-Entering, for the One who “whispers the wind that carves the stone”.

In time, the Oracle appeared before him, her presence carrying the weight of an ocean and the lightness of first-morning air.
She reached out, not to touch his skin, but to open the space around him.
Her eyes held the grey of a morning sea; she did not look directly at him; she looked through him.
It felt as if she saw the patterns of his soul like light passing through a prism.

“You seek a name for the fire that burns within you,” she offered,
Her voice holding the significance of shifting tectonic plates.
“I see that you are not the fire. You are the space where the fire is awakened.”
As she spoke, her words wove themselves into a tapestry of sounds: 

 

And it was these Sounds that became the DreamSong of the Threshold Guardian.

“You are the Threshold-Guardian, the holder of the seam,
You live between the world of toil and the river of the dream.
You do not seek to capture truth, nor bind it close by hand,
You are the one who opens wide to let the light expand.

You are the Compassionate Harbour, a sanctuary cool and deep,
Where wanderers of the world may find a place to rest and weep.
You do not fear the harshness, the numbness, or the gale,
You are the quiet cove where kinship drops its sail.

Your universe is Porous, and your primary law is clear:
The relationship you have with ‘Self’ is the first that needs appear.
If you judge your inner silence, you will judge the world’s retreat,
If you hold your inner harshness, you will find the world’s deceit.

But if you meet your numbness with a soft and curious grace,
You will find a Divine Presence in every stranger’s face.
Truth is not a book you own, or a flag that you unfurl,
Truth is the spark that strikes between the Spirit and the World.

Now listen to the wind, my son, and heed the Builder’s call,
A door without a sturdy hinge is destined soon to fall.
You cannot be a passage-way for every wandering ghost,
Unless you build a sanctuary to play the mystic host.

Be a vessel formed of clay and fire, be a doorway carved in bone,
The Guardian of the Middle Space, who need not stand alone.
Where others seek to capture truth and bind it in a brace,
You offer still a resting quiet, with a heart of open grace.

You are not a simple thoroughfare, a road for others’ dust,
You are a home with boundaries built on self-compassion’s trust.
Be the Hinge! Be the Stone! Be the Sanctuary of One!
Swing the portal open wide beneath the golden sun.”

 

The Oracle fell silent. The tapestry of her words hung shimmering in unfamiliar mystic light.

She stepped toward him and placed a hand upon his brow. Her skin felt like sun-warmed granite.

“Your destiny is not a destination,” she said. “It is the way of the way. You are the Guardian who is open to eternal truths as they pass through, remaining grounded when they leave.”

She gestured toward the path leading back down the mountain, into the world of today—a world of noise, urgency, and grasping.

“Will you accept the weight of the hinge? Will you guard the Threshold, knowing you can never own what passes through it?”

He looked down at his hands. They felt solid. He looked at the horizon. It held infinite possibility. And he saw that he did not need to choose between them.

“I remain,” he whispered.

And with those words, the path onward appeared, not as a map, but as a purpose.

 

Martin © 2026

Spring Creek Folly

Amen, the fields are a hush now 
Swept by a chill wind in the winter
Scarred, in the way that skin
Never forgets rough touching.

Rising, invited by the freedom of flight
Our bodies are light as seedpods,
We are opalescent, ready.

Yesterday, heavy with hunger,
the sky,
opened its way to us, now

Below us, some of the hills still wear their shadows,
But even shadows will lift,
Even the frozen road will bend toward sunrise.

We turn, we tumble, we turn again —
to folly, to laughter,
to the simple gift of going on.

Hands open to wings,
wounds bloom into song,
As the weary hills lift their faces to the sky.

The road curves, recursive,
The seasons turn.
Shadows yield.

And in the laughter of the open air,
Our bodies know: they have always known
We were ever meant to rise.

Martin © 2025

Painting by Anthea Moffatt ‘Spring Creek Folly’ © 2025

Judgment and Water

Judgment is fixed
It does not flow
 
Curiosity does
Like water
 
Ice moves little
It has its purpose
 
Like frozen thoughts
 
Once melted
They can be imbibed
 
To return
to participate
 
In the flow
of life
 
🙏  Martin  

Instrument of Music

As the reed, as the string, as the bow
As I bend, as I breathe, as I grow

There’s nothing to be held or confined
And no need to state what is mine

There’s freedom in love and life’s song
And harmony in where to belong

A joy listening and rising to muse
As she heals those thoughts that confuse

To be an instrument so bidden
My gift; to give what is given

To rest and release in the flow
And know,  just when to let go 

 

Martin © 2022

No Birth No Death | Thich Nhat Hanh

Interbeing: If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in this sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there will be no rain; without rain, the trees cannot grow; and without trees, we cannot make paper. The cloud is essential for the paper to exist. If the cloud is not here, the sheet of paper cannot be here either. So we can say that the cloud and the paper inter-are. “Interbeing” is a word that is not in the dictionary yet, but if we combine the prefix “inter-” with the verb “to be,” we have a new verb, inter-be. Without a cloud and the sheet of paper inter-are.

If we look into this sheet of paper even more deeply, we can see the sunshine in it. If the sunshine is not there, the forest cannot grow. In fact, nothing can grow. Even we cannot grow without sunshine. And so, we know that the sunshine is also in this sheet of paper. The paper and the sunshine inter-are. And if we continue to look, we can see the logger who cut the tree and brought it to the mill to be transformed into paper. And we see the wheat. We know the logger cannot exist without his daily bread, and therefore the wheat that became his bread is also in this sheet of paper. And the logger’s father and mother are in it too. When we look in this way, we see that without all of these things, this sheet of paper cannot exist.

Looking even more deeply, we can see we are in it too. This is not difficult to see, because when we look at a sheet of paper, the sheet of paper is part of our perception. Your mind is in here and mine is also. So we can say that everything is in here with this sheet of paper. You cannot point out one thing that is not here-time, space, the earth, the rain, the minerals in the soil, the sunshine, the cloud, the river, the heat. Everything co-exists with this sheet of paper. That is why I think the word inter-be should be in the dictionary. “To be” is to inter-be. You cannot just be by yourself alone. You have to inter-be with every other thing. This sheet of paper is, because everything else is.

Suppose we try to return one of the elements to its source. Suppose we return the sunshine to the sun. Do you think that this sheet of paper will be possible? No, without sunshine nothing can be. And if we return the logger to his mother, then we have no sheet of paper either. The fact is that this sheet of paper is made up only of “non-paper elements.” And if we return these non-paper elements to their sources, then there can be no paper at all. Without “non-paper elements,” like mind, logger, sunshine and so on, there will be no paper. As thin as this sheet of paper is, it contains everything in the universe in it.”

Thich Nhat Hanh

Catching the Judgment Pattern 

What I judge in others is what I fear in myself and this points to where my work is.

It strikes me that some forms of thought bring suffering and some forms of thought bring peace.

I’m curious.

  • What makes these thought forms different?
  • How can I characterise the difference?
  • How can I increase my ability to choose between them?

What makes these thought forms different?

When I reflect on the difference I see that in suffering thoughts I am often running an enemy narrative – I believe something or someone has the power to take away my power. I’m holding on to a me versus them mindset and sitting in judgement of others.  In peaceful thoughts there is a co-creation narrative – I see my part in the play. I see the part that I’m responsible for and I’m also able to hold my ground in the face of a challenge.

To the second question: How can I characterise the difference?

In suffering thoughts, there is much judgment, blame and accusation. In peaceful thoughts, there is empathy, curiosity and compassion, and I definitely notice judgment the relief that occurs as I ease into curiosity and empathy of others. A clear relief from the contraction of judgmental thoughts

To the third question: How can I increase my ability to choose between them?

This for me is the big question. You might say, where the rubber meets the road. With the above in mind, as I consider ways to increase my ability to go towards peaceful thoughts, practices like meditation, loving kindness and mindfulness come to mind.

In addition there’s a practice I’d like to share that’s been helping me take full ownership of my part in the play.

To explain.

I find it helpful to work with the premise that Life is constantly co-creating itself. Life is co-creation and everything physical and non physical is connected and in relationship.

On this basis I ask:  What if everything that causes me to perpetuate hurt and anguish is, at the deepest level of significance, an opportunity to see my part in the co-creation of the hurt and anguish itself? And further, What if everything I judge cause me to suffer?

What might this mean? Straight up it means I’ve got work to do.

Today my work is to catch in myself the voices of judgment and fear, the physical contractions, the mental narrowing on the problem, the ruminating, in fact anything that takes me down the rabbit hole of suffering thoughts.

The first part being to recognise this. To Catch the moment and hold it lightly.

The next step is the kicker and it’s where I turn the ‘what if’ questions into statements.

I do have a part in this. I am responsible for that part. I do have blind spots. 

The moment I make these statements to myself I notice how Radical Ownership kicks in. With no where to hide and facing in, what follows the sting of full ownership is the optimism of what begins to grow within me. There’s a weird quiet joy that sits at the centre of this – I’m figuring its a nod from my soul that’s indicating I’m back on track.

And then in the spirit of adventure I’ve been taking it one step further.

Whatever I judge in another I reverse it. For those that know Byron Katie’s work, I’ve been inspired by what she calls ‘the turnaround’ – turning the judgement back on oneself.

What I’ve discovered is the neutralising effect this has on the ‘suffering thoughts’. The reversal also takes me directly to deeper ownership of my part in the interplay and illuminates a blind spot.

To give you a recent example. I judged a person close to me for their lack of grace and consideration of others. Happily I caught the judgment and then proceeded to explore when lacking grace and being inconsiderate of others was true for me. Taking full ownership I saw very clearly that there were times when this was true.

Talk about a way to extinguish self righteousness.

In continuing this practice I’ve never yet found a moment where what I’m judging in another is not also true for me and/or where I’m playing a part.

Of course when I’m hot with emotion and feeling wounded, this practice feels impossible. In waiting for the heat to cool I can usually get there in time.

It works for historic incidents as well. Many years back I felt betrayed by two work colleagues – and you could say there was good justification for this. However even years later without doing this work I’m still suffering. So I applied the reversal of judgment and saw that in their eyes I had betrayed my colleagues in terms of their expectations as we’d never had clear and constructive conversation about any of the undercurrents at play. Voila – peaceful thoughts of acceptance.

Another example – I recently judged a family member for ‘throwing me under the bus’. When I reversed the judgement, guess what – in their experience I’d done the same. Suffering gone. Blind spot lit.

Radical ownership plus blind spot illuminated = ego reduction. And therefor with ego-mind reduced an eco-mind is enhanced and from this comes more peaceful thoughts.

I’m excited about this practice because it allows me to really see what is being co-created when I show up with contracted – suffering thoughts.

I perpetuate the suffering by avoiding ownership and falling into the trap of the enemy narrative.

I’m coming to understand that this is tapping into a universal truth or natural law.

What I judge is what I fear and points me to where my work is.

With love – Martin.

Martin © 2022

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