Tag Archives: Buddhism

parole

ancient killer of squirrels and cats you need not suffer for your past crimes. you were a product of your culture and the company you kept – convicted, nevertheless forgiven. but forgiveness without training is doubly cruel…. for it asks … Continue reading

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read/read

Red Bird / Read Bird. Listening to the jazz of nature in the morning after the rain mist stops. Percussion gives way to melody. Both point me in Cardinal directions.

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kitten ponders rain

it always seem quite profound that the rain is falling all around. it is at the front door and the back… the blue above is now quite black! not a single window pane is dry…. how does all this fall … Continue reading

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proverbs

we see what we expect to see. rope or snake? stick or serpent? it make as no matter if one claims the story is Buddhist or Hindu, or if you call it a fable, a parable or a proverb. . … Continue reading

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pointing

an ancient Buddhist teaching tells me ┬áthe finger pointing to the moon is not the moon. neither is your beak the sun, yet You point me to it, and the radiance of this day. a finger, a beak or a … Continue reading

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Nature as a Guide

today, as i did my morning lauds, i saw in the grass, a wasp and a spider engaged in battle royal. it took me a moment to realize what i was looking at – between the i and the thou … Continue reading

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cat or snake?

in the center of the road! my heart skips a beat… a large soft grey cat? dead? the car slows, i breathe… the headlights shine on my folly – Spanish moss is cuddling the concrete. no purrs ever came from … Continue reading

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