this spring night
the floating bridge of dreams
broke off
parting with the mountaintop
low-lying clouds in the sky ~Teika

this spring night
the floating bridge of dreams
broke off
parting with the mountaintop
low-lying clouds in the sky ~Teika

Forest.
Thousands of tree-bodies and mine.
Leaves are waving,
ears hear the stream’s call,
eyes see into the sky of mind,
a half-smile unfolds on every leaf.
There is a forest here
because I am here.
But mind has followed the forest
and clothed itself in green. ~Thich Nhat Hanh*

May Peace Prevail On Earth
*cited: Thich Nhat Hanh, The Sun My Heart
Protecting oneself, one protects others; protecting others, one protects oneself . . . And how does one, in protecting oneself, protect others? By the repeated and frequent practice of meditation.
And how does one, in protecting others, protect oneself? By patience and forbearance, by a non-violent and harmless life, by loving kindness and compassion. But self-protection is not selfish protection. It is self-control, ethical and spiritual self-development.
~ The Buddha

Angry in the ultimate dimension
I close my eyes and look deeply
Three hundred years from now
Where will you be and where shall I be?
~Thich Nhat Hanh*

While Thich Nhat Hanh’s words are of anger, I believe they also apply to today’s uncertainty in that “…we are living in the most fear mongering time in human history. And the main reason for this is that there’s a lot of power and money available to individuals and organizations who can perpetrate these fears.”
…where fear is about danger that seems certain; anxiety is…”an experience of uncertainty.”
If there is a crack in human psychology into which demagogues wriggle, it is by offering psychological relief for the anxiety created by uncertainty…this is where a good scapegoat comes in; for example, There’ us — real Americans – then there are…”**
May equanimity fill the minds and hearts of all this holiday season and end this dangerous game of brinkmanship.
*cited: No Death, No Fear, Thich Nhat Hanh
**cited: Why We’re Living in the Age of Fear, Rolling Stone
Without my journey.
And without the spring.
I would have missed this dawn.
~Shiki (The Moon in the Pines, Trans: J Clements)

do you also miss
your mother?
cicada ~Issa*

Tulip
In Thich Nhat Hanh”s book, No Death No Fear, he shares a personal experience associated with the passing away of his mother.
“The day my mother died, I wrote in my journal, ‘A serious misfortune of my life has arrived.’ I suffered for more than one year after the passing away of my mother. But one night, in the highlands of Vietnam … I dreamed of my mother. …When I woke up…I felt very strongly that I had never lost my mother. The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear. I understood then that the idea of having lost my mother was just an idea. It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.
I opened the door and went outside. …Walking slowly in the moonlight through the rows of tea plants, I noticed my mother was still with me. She was the moonlight caressing me as she had done so often, very tender, very sweet…wonderful! Each time my feet touched the earth I knew my mother was there with me. I knew this body was not mine alone but a living continuation of my mother and my father and my grandparents and great-grandparents. Of all my ancestors. These feet that I saw as ‘my’ feet were actually ‘our’ feet. Together my mother and I were leaving footprints in the damp soil.
From that moment on, the idea that I had lost my mother no longer existed. All I had to do was look at the palm of my hand, feel the breeze on my face or the earth under my feet to remember that my mother is always with me, available at any time.
When you lose a loved one, you suffer. But if you know how to look deeply, you have a chance to realize that his or her nature is truly the nature of no birth, no death. There is a manifestation and there is the cessation of manifestation in order to have another manifestation.
…If you can stop and look deeply, you will be able to recognize your beloved one manifesting again and again in many forms. You will again embrace the joy of life.” (pp. 4-5)
In remembrance of my mother’s birthday…who passed away April 19, 2016.
*cited: http://www.haikuguy
Minnows are helpless
Caught in the branches of a tree
Set out to lure them,
So we too are tangled
In the snare of ignorance. ~Lord Toshiyori (Trans: N Yuasa, The Year of My Life)

In this world
I have found
No perfect drop of dew-
Not even on the lotus. ~Issa (Trans: N Yuasa, The Year of My Life)

A child weeping
Bids me
Pick the full moon
From the sky. ~Issa (The Year of My Life, Trans: N Yuasa)

Look straight ahead. What’s there?
If you see it as it is
You will never err. ~Bassui Tokusho (cited: Y Hoffmann, Japanese Death Poems)
I would like to share a few words out of Thich Nhat Hanh’s book, No Death, No Fear, that has invited me to contemplate how it feels to be in the present…now…this moment.
“Suppose someone was able to transport you by jet to the [K]ingdom of God or the Pure Land of the Buddha. When you arrive, how would you walk? In such a beautiful place, would you walk under pressure, running and anxious like we do so much of the time? Or would you enjoy every moment of being in paradise? In the [K]ingdom of God, or the Pure Land, people are free and they enjoy every moment. So they do not walk like we do.
The Pure Land is not somewhere else; it is right here, in the present. It is in every cell of our bodies. When we run away from the present, we destroy the [K]ingdom of God. But if we know how to free ourselves from our habit energy of running, then we will have peace and freedom and we will all walk like a Buddha in paradise.
What we carry with us determines in which dimension we dwell. If you carry a lot of sorrow, fear and craving with you, then wherever you go you will always touch the world of suffering and hell. If you carry with you compassion, understanding and freedom, then wherever you go you will touch the ultimate, the [K]ingdom of God.” (pp. 108-109)
As I was reading these words, the above image of a dandelion’s parachutes being within moments of release – of journey’s beginning – came to me as it seems to illustrate how my life has been an series of transitions that required preparation; such as, graduation, marriage, motherhood, retirement, death. As I read Thich Nhat Hanh’s words, I found an invitation to memorize his “I have arrived, I am home” poem and to practice and recall the feelings it evokes many times a day…even while being within a moment of transition…of release.
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