A little koan afternoon
If, as you say , past, present, and future cannot be grasped , which one do you eat your cake in? Assigned this question as a koan .” Away with such stale cake!”. ….Peter Mathiessen’s book ‘ The nine headed dragon river’.
100 breaths
There is no silence while breathing early morning sounds of frog somewhere, incense dying along the light, one hundred breaths take so long . Then why does life seem short. Heart Sutra chanted softly , frog sound nothing but leaking tap.
I’ll be back soon
He was eighty years old and more. He loved a whiskey , Harry Potter , and ‘Dancing with the stars ‘. As a priest he was known as the patriarch of our valley. And he gave the best mass even if there was just one person in front of him. I lived at a place […]
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A story
The retreat began the day after Christmas, it was cold and wet and the day before I had just pigged out on turkey, ham, potatoes, plum sauce, pudding and wine. This was how it was back then. Every Christmas you had to tell a story. Mine was of a time after my mother died. Lonely […]
Ahab
I cannot say I loved my father . Anger and hate often choked my heart with rage yet I admired his will to live. His courage in adversity was awe-inspiring living with cancer day after day for years. And I know somewhere in the depths of my soul darkened by too many nights without stars […]
Owl
Outside my hut I saw old man owl Looking at me Seeing me You are you I cried !
Don’t try
The only time I ever Discovered peace Or lost myself or More to the point Found myself was When I gave up trying Though in the finding I wasn’t there That’s the best part Because the you Becomes the We No words can describe That boundless Frontier
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