Mask Gatha

Putting on my mask I think of protecting and caring for my community. Seeing someone wearing their mask I think of how they are caring for me. Smiling at each other with our eyes, Waving hello with our hands. We are even more connected in care Despite the distance. ———-   I saw this online, […]

Dai-o Kokushi

There is a reality even prior to heaven and earth; Indeed, it has no form, much less a name; Eyes fail to see it; It has no voice for ears to detect; To call it Mind or Buddha violates its nature, For it then becomes like a visionary flower in the air; It is not […]

Tao-ch’uan

If it’s something, you can’t find it If it’s nothing, you can’t find it; In the open emptpy sky Flying birds leave no tracks. Hey, spin the wheel and it comes round: East, west, north or south, let it come and go.

Shantideva

Those desiring speedily to be A refuge for themselves and others Should make the interchange of “I” and “other” And thus embrace a sacred mystery.

Jane Hirshfield

More and more I have come to admire resilience. Not the simple resistance of a pillow, whose foam returns over and over to the same shape, but the sinuous tenacity of a tree: finding the light newly blocked on one side, it turns in another. A blind intelligence, true. But out of such persistence arose […]

Jill Bialosky

The Yoga teacher says we are all unique, like snowflakes, each its own composition of frozen water, complex bodies made up of elements necessary for sustaining life: oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, sulfur, sodium, chlorine & magnesium. If we focus on our breath, our control shifts from the brain stem to the cerebral […]

Linji

The continuous flow of thoughts in the mind does not stop, what can you do about it? True boundless awareness can be said to resemble It. Beyond name and form, people cannot realize It. After splitting a hair, hone the sword at once!

Tao-ch’uan

When you’re happy, I’m not When you’re sad, I’m not A crane thinks of flying north or south A swallow thinks of its old nest Autumn moon and spring flower thoughts never end You only need to know yourself right now.

Dogen

For a long while I’ve abandoned human realms, beyond attachments, Writing with brush and inkstone already discarded. Seeing flowers and hearing birdsong brings little attraction. Though dwelling in mountains, I’m still ashamed at my lack of talent.

Jane Hirshfield 

Let them not say: we did not see it. We saw. Let them not say: we did not hear it. We heard. Let them not say: they did not taste it. We ate, we trembled. Let them not say: it was not spoken, not written. We spoke, we witnessed with voices and hands. Let them […]