Springtime. We trust the grass to rise again; Trust your own returning.
Let us not forget to be quietly powerful,
growing like a blade of grass.
Omid Safi
enduring strength
Tag: Nature
Float
We could try this in this new month
We spend so much energy trying to control the small things: This poem invites us to stop bracing and asks: what if you trusted that your own letting go is no different? Maybe the best approach is a lightness of touch.
Simply trust
Do not the cherry blossom petals gently float down
just like that?
Kobayashi Issa, 1763-1828
Sunday Quote: Oneness
Close your eyes. Find green mountains and pure water within your heart. Silently drinking, feel these become part of you.
When you hold the green tea in the bowl in your hands
The self and the natural world cease to be separate.
Sen Genshitsu, 1923 – 2025, \Grand master of the Urasenke tea tradition
The first peace, which is the most important, is that which comes within the hearts of people when they realize their relationship, their oneness, with the universe.
Black Elk Speaks , recorded early 20th Century
Sunday quote: Life is preparing to emerge
The first day of Spring in the Celtic calendar. The Celtic celebration of Imbolc: Trust in the timing of life.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing;
Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.
Matsuo Basho, 1644 – 1694
Why aren’t you?
The forest is peaceful , why aren’t you?
You hold onto the things that are causing you confusion.
Let nature teach you. Hear the birdsong, then let go.
If you know nature, you’ll know the truth
If you know truth, You’ll know nature
Ajahn Chah
on my own crooked path.
Mother Nature never moves in straight lines. She moves in curves and curlicues. Fact is, I love the many crooked trees that are growing everywhere. They look like they’ve fought for survival in a tough world. Like me. Like you. They grow both up and sideways, twisted and curved from battling the wind, the storms, or a gardener’s pruning shears.
Every time I see crooked roots and branches, I stop and pay attention. Static yet dynamic, fixed but moving every which way, such trees tell their life story. Their presence is a history book, just like ours. They grow upwards, yes, always up, but to the sides as well. “That’s me,” I acknowledge, as I move on.
In fact, maybe that’s all of us — reaching upward, trying to better ourselves and our conditions in many ways as we seek nourishment from above, but often forced to move to one side or another just to survive. We are shaped by our longings, by the facts of our lives, and by the force of the elements, including our own elemental desires.
Why do I think all this is so important? Because our efforts to succeed move us away from being who we truly are. In other words, let’s give up, just for today, insisting on how things OUGHT to be, and embrace how they really are. And how we are. That’s where real life is!
Patty de Llosa, Blogpost, Will We Ever Get It Straight?
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