The Beauty of Impermanence
So yesterday afternoon i went hiking with Ingen and Roy around and over the Cave Hill. At one point we were standing near the edge of a cliff admiring spectacular views across the whole country stretching away... More »
So yesterday afternoon i went hiking with Ingen and Roy around and over the Cave Hill. At one point we were standing near the edge of a cliff admiring spectacular views across the whole country stretching away... More »
"A clay Buddha cannot cross water. A bronze Buddha cannot get through a furnace. A wooden Buddha cannot get through fire." - Master Joshu "One kind of Buddha will not serve your purpose completely,... More »
Rumi the poet was a scholar also. But Shams his friend, was an angel. By which i don't mean anything patient or sweet. When i read how he took Rumi's books and threw them ... More »
Look, it's spring. And last year's loose dust has turned into this soft willingness. The wind-flowers have come up trembling, slowly the brackens are uplifting their curvaceous and pale bodies. The thrushes have come home,... More »