
Or even on the wet and windy autumn morning we have here in Ireland…
What do love and hate matter when I am here alone
listening to the sound of the rain
late on this autumn evening
Dogen, 1200 – 1253

Or even on the wet and windy autumn morning we have here in Ireland…
What do love and hate matter when I am here alone
listening to the sound of the rain
late on this autumn evening
Dogen, 1200 – 1253

a wind has blown the rain away and blown
the sky away and all the leaves away,
and the trees stand.
e.e.cummings

We sometimes give a lot of importance to things which simply pass through the day. Might make life easier to observe our emotions and moods without holding onto them too firmly
The pure wind circles the earth and shakes it time after time,
But who can pluck it up and show it to you?
Keizan Jokin Zenji, (1300) Great Patriarch of Sōtō Zen Buddhism, Denkōroku, kōan collection w

Life is a process of becoming,
a combination of states we have to go through.
Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it.
This is a kind of death.
Anais Nin

One does not see anything
until one sees its beauty
Oscar Wilde

We don’t understand
that life is heaven,
for we have only to understand that
and it will at once be fulfilled
in all its beauty,
we shall embrace each other and weep.
Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov