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Quote (?) The Buddha on May The Fourth

Buddha On May The Fourth

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One Minute Meditation – Maple Springs Falls

 

One  Minute Meditations is an ongoing series of short videos, poems, and commentary intended as a meditation.  Offered as an opportunity to step back from your cyber routine and settle into a more natural rhythm, if only for a minute. 

Maple Springs Falls

This week’s one minute meditation is one of a series of videos taken on vacation at Acadia National Park.  This is an annual pilgrimage my family takes. This minute meditation is taken on the Acadia carriage roads at one of the bridges.  This is the Maple Springs creek which forms a waterfall at the bridge.

The sound of falling water brings to us many sensations, including memories, and physical sensations.  If you pay close attention, you’ll notice that they ripple down the spine. Allow those sensation to permeate your whole body. Perhaps it will evoke the perception that you have cleansed your body, speech, and mind.

As a result of this purification you discover that what is left behind is none other than the Buddha and yet nothing has changed about you in any way.

Falling Spring

Rockefeller’s teeth
Guide me on to sacred gifts
Water purifies

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Sunday Morning Coming Down – Salty and Sweet

Sunday Morning Coming Down is an ongoing music  video series.  The songs fit my definition of music for a lazy couch bound Sunday morning.

Salty and Sweet – John Smith

The month of May is being curated by my eldest son Ian.  This is John Smith

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 Salty and Sweet

by John Smith

I’m a fishing girl, just a lonely girl
The Town in which I live is breaking water
I told my Mother, my violent brother
All they give to me is reason to leave

Imagine my surprise, a pair of ancient eyes
Set into a face as old as land
He stands in front of, he came out of the sea
He says it hurts his skin to touch the sand

He crawls back into the sea, the air is salty and sweet
A backward glance by way of invitation
I’m in now up to my knees, the air is salty and sweet
I’ll leave my dress by way of explanation

My man don’t care for clothes, the things he does not own
They never trouble him, never give him grief
‘Cause he’s as soft as silk, as pure as baby milk
And harder than earth that he scorns

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Say What? – They’re All The Same

Say What?  is an ongoing series of laconic exchanges on Buddhism in the format of a comic strip.

This shirt is dry clean only. Which means... it's dirty. - Mitch Hedberg  

They’re All The Same.

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Verse Us – Gentle – A Poem

Verse Us - Poems I write: haiku, senryu, mesostics, free verse, random word constructions, I might even use rhyme or meter once and a while.  

Gentle

Gathering
all the worry available,
I’ll unite it on the roof top
With brave resolve I will not spoil it. I will show it the rod.

Muddled but willing
I’ll endure
With some future seed of injure
E.

It’s difficult to tell
If yesterday’s answers are obsolete
Zooming in, they seem ill,
Fated (or faded).
But distance makes them shiny,
hard to ignore.

Graceful and invincible in their turn.

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Flowered Sky – A Spring Haiku

Flowered Sky

Budding in the blue.
how did lifeless bark spring white?
mysterious signs?

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Mr. Rogers – Garden Of Your Mind

Mr. Rogers – Garden Of Your Mind

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One Minute Meditation – A View From A Dana Farber Window

 

One  Minute Meditations is an ongoing series of short videos, poems, and commentary intended as a meditation.  Offered as an opportunity to step back from your cyber routine and settle into a more natural rhythm, if only for a minute. 

A View From A Dana Farber Window

There’s  something about sitting in the cafeteria at Dana-Farber Cancer Center that holds melancholy, hope, and a deep connection with reality without any sense of contradiction.  All around you sit people and their families who are near death, but at the same time fully alive.  Conversations put off are had. Reflections on what’s important come into sharp focus.  And sadness is deeply felt in the way that we humans are meant to experience it.  The rain dripping down the Dana Farber window reminds that this is just as important . How can a place that was built to deal with everything going wrong, so perfectly show us everything that can go right.

I’ve been coming here for the past month to bring my father-in-law for a stem cell graft and all the follow up appointments.  So far its been a success. Today we heard the news that he could travel home to Maine at the end of the week.  Ours is just one of the stories unfolding in this chaotic cafeteria.  I hope you don’t ever have to visit this place. But if you do, know that many happy stories have played out here.

So take that minute to meditate, uncover yourself from the detritus of your self centered mindlessness.  Remember that everything about us is temporary and that everything is precious.  Immerse yourself in this sacred moment.  Make yourself ready for receiving whatever today shall bring – be it life or death.

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Verse Us – Place – A Composite Poem

Verse Us - Poems I write: haiku, senryu, mesostics, free verse, random word constructions, I might even use rhyme or meter once and a while.  

 

Place

History seen without rooms, buildings or battlefields.
Bodies vacant of death.
Life, thy woman,
my green glowing girl,
breathing –
in turn moving and unmoving –
hath no sight, hands, or limbs;
walking a narrow hazardous world.

Heaven’s room, waiting.

Soft shoulders shrugging fear.
Opening slightly,
eyes hold signs penned by ordinary humans.
Returning the senses to earth.
Take mine back to the place

This composite poem was constructed as follows

Acquiring a random topic from randomlists..com in this case the word place was provided.I compiled the text of several poems on the topic of place (listed below).I used Wordle to select out the most frequently used words in the poems.From these words I built this poem.

 

 

 

 

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Tiny Drops – Transitions

Tiny Drops is an ongoing iPhoneographic series. The images represent moments of noticing on my part.  For you, they are an offer to pause, observe, and take that noticing into your life.  All photos are mine unless noted otherwise.

These works by Andrew Furst are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

Transitions

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 FIVE LIMITLESS THOUGHTS

May all living beings have happiness and its causes

May all be free from unhappiness and its causes

May all dwell in equanimity, free of attraction and aversion

May all quickly find the great happiness that lies beyond all misery

May all enjoy inner and outer peace now and forever

NAMO AMITOFO

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