“What is the meaning of life? That was all – a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark…” ~ Virginia Woolf
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Twelve)
…when ‘trying’ also turns into an “attachment”…
“How do you let go of attachment to things? Don’t even try. It is impossible. Attachment to things drops away by itself when you no longer seek to find yourself in them.” ~ Alan Watts
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Eleven)
…doesn’t “courage” also define itself as internal strength to un-live the lived moments, if they have proven to be traumatic in retrospect?
“This in the end is the only kind of courage that is required of us. The courage to face the strangest most unusual most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.” ~ Rainer Maria Rilke
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Ten)
…there is always the potential for an excuse: poetry loves “clinging”…to the passion of it all…even (or especially) to being “vulnerable”…what is one then to do?
“The universe is made up of experiences that are designed to burn out your attachment, your clinging to pleasure, to pain, to fear, to all of it. And as long as there is a place where you’re vulnerable, the universe will find a way to confront you with it.” ~ Ram Dass
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Nine)
…have you also been trying to succeed in ‘becoming that fleeting moment’…or have you been successful all along? (I doubt that I will ever achieve the ultimate peace-creating balance, since I seem to continue to be stuck on the act of trying…)
“Right now a moment of time is fleeting by. Capture its reality in paint! To do that we must put all else out of our minds. We must become that moment.” ~ Paul Cezanne
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Eight)
…the infamous slippery life’s gift of ultimate splendor…being capable of living only the now and the here…
“You cannot see it with your eyes. You cannot hold it with your hands. You cannot smell it with your nose. You cannot hear it with your ears. You cannot taste it with your tongue. You cannot form it in your thoughts. Here it is!” ~ Nyogen Senzaki
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on and on…
on the open sea
on a self-made galley of rotting planks
one hole races after another
only quick-sand at my disposal…
as for the welded-in rod…
it’s desperate
to make a companion of me
on its rusty hook i dangle…
on and on
~ September 20, 2015
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Seven)
[Photo Credit: NIRVANA DHAMMA]
“In your investigation of the world, never allow the mind to desert the body. Examine its nature, see the elements that comprise it. When its true nature is seen fully and lucidly by the heart, the wonders of the world will become clear.” ~ Ajahn Mun
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Six)
…suffering -considered mental unlike pain that is physical- is a result of the act of “clinging”, I had once read outside of Bodhidharma, an act of ‘resisting’ in the sense of our ability or lack of readiness ‘to flow with life’…I, for one, am yet to experience a ‘transformation’ of “everything” as I haven’t stopped “clinging” – for the fear that I may forget those most momentous memories, sad and happy alike…that I will have to to face head-on all over again the loss of the loved ones to death and to life…as if to cease to live…
“Once you stop clinging and let things be, you’ll be free, even of birth and death. You’ll transform everything.” ~ Bodhidharma
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…a note to self: if not wise, seek advice…(Week Five)
…playing the devil’s advocate (or, not being wise) yet once again…by failing to see how anything that “happens in a very idiotic fashion” can constitute “[s]implicity”…
“The acts of life have neither beginning nor end. Everything happens in a very idiotic fashion. That’s why everything is the same. Simplicity is called dada.” ~ Tristan Tzara
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