Three in one. One in three. Where would this image go, what would it be, without each element? Capture any moment in time and you will find you’re not alone; not self-made; touched by so many elements, memories and experiences which all come into being, and then fade. What happens, this awakening to the wonder [...]
In March the earth remembers its own name.
Everywhere the plates of snow are cracking.
The rivers begin to sing.
This morning I felt sedated, tired – as though a paper weight had been carefully placed over my heart, lest all the leaves and branches collected the before be blown away before they could be truly known. The space I inhabited was nonsensical. I could recollect the actions taken the day before but only in an
Ryoken sat naked, watching the moon. “Poor fellow,” he mused, “I wish I could have given him this beautiful moon.”
It is said that one may attain enlightenment at any moment if the mind is kept in a state of meditative readiness. The tiniest, most ordinary perception can be the stimulus: a view of the moon, the cry of a bird, the sound of the wind in the trees. It’s not so important what is [...]
May you know that absence is full of tender presence
and that nothing is ever lost or forgotten.
May the absences in your life be full of eternal echo…
Today on the way home, it snows. Big, soft caressing flakes fall onto our skin like cold moths; the air fills with feathers.
- Margaret Atwood
Little dots of clouds . . . leave the door open . . . implying something more . . . is always . . . waiting . . . ’round the corner.
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