a poppy blooms

Our daily efforts and failings. And all the while, there is beauty around us

I write, erase, rewrite,
Erase again, and then
A poppy blooms

Hokushi, 1603-1868, Japanese haiku poet.

Today I pass the time reading
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.

It feels like eating
the same small, perfect grape
again and again
.

Billy Collins, PIcnic, Lightning [excerpt]

Just live out your life

Suzuki Roshi once said about questioning our life, our purpose, “It’s like putting a horse on top of a horse and then climbing on and trying to ride. Riding a horse by itself is hard enough. Why add another horse? Then it’s impossible”

We add that extra horse when we constantly question ourselves rather than just live out our lives, and be who we are at every moment.

Natalie Goldberg, Long Quiet Highway.

The finest medicine

To be silent the whole day long, see no newspaper, hear no radio, listen to no gossip, be thoroughly and completely lazy, thoroughly and completely indifferent to the fate of the world is the finest medicine a man can give himself. The book-learning gradually dribbles away; problems melt and dissolve; ties are gently severed; the body becomes a new and wonderful instrument; you look at plants or stones or fish with different eyes.

Henry Millar, 1981 – 1980, The Colossus of Maroussi

Sunday Quote: Just as things are

The best meditation and, indeed, life instruction ….

The lillies!
The stems, just as they are,
the flowers, just as they are.

Matsuo Bashō, 1644 – 1694, Japanese poet, recognised as the greatest exponent of the haiku form.

Slow down

Walking takes longer..than any other known form of locomotion, except crawling. Thus, it stretches time and prolongs life.

Life is already too short to waste on speed.

Edward Abbey, 1927 – 1989, American author, essayist and environmental advocate.

Joyful and free

Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind.

The real you is loving, joyful, and free.

The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.

Miguel Angel Ruiz