No stories, just enjoy

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It is no easy matter to stop short at just seeing.

Mahasi Sayadaw.

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Needs no comment

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Awareness is the centre of what we call ‘mind’, but normally of course, the mind is awareness plus regret, or longing, or analysis, or sidetrack and rumbling trains of thought moving forward, backwards – or anywhere except the simply open present. So it takes training, but with guidance and effort, the meditator centres on awareness as the feature of the mind that is constant, irreducible and needs no comment. Consequently, as awareness releases from these associated activities, it is revealed in its depth and warm beauty. It’s a given treasure.

Ajahn Sucitto, Mind out of Time

phto Laitche

Born anew every morning

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And I have dreamed
of the morning coming in
like a bird through the window
not burdened by a thought

the light a singing

as I had hoped

Wendall Berry, The Design of the House

photo LiAnna Davis

The light in the darkness

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One day the sun admitted,
I am just a shadow.
I wish I could show you
The Infinite Incandescence
That has cast my brilliant image!
I wish I could show you,
When you are lonely or in darkness,
The astonishing Light
Of your own Being!

Hafiz

photo D Sharon Pruitt

Necessary dying

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There’s a necessary dying…Be ground.
Be crumbled so wildflowers will come up where you are.
You’ve been stony too many years. Try something different.
Surrender.
                                                                    
Rumi

The Significance of night

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The winter solstice. The shortest, darkest, day can still be full of things to look forward to:

...this is the slowed down season, held fast by darkness
and if no one comes to keep you company
then keep watch over your own solitude.
In that stillness, you will learn
with your whole body
the significance of cold
and the night,
which is otherwise always eluding you.

Patricia Fargnoli, Winter Grace

photo slava