Even this wandering wind among the pines of the mountain-
I’ve heard that it departs with murmuring sound.
The Sarashina Diary (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)

Even this wandering wind among the pines of the mountain-
I’ve heard that it departs with murmuring sound.
The Sarashina Diary (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)

“Our mind is a painter, it paints all kinds of wonderful things, which are nothing more than the objects of our imagination. We create images to love, to crave, to be angry with, and to hate. It is our mind, our perceptions, that create these images. All perceptions are wrong perceptions. If a perception is not wrong, we call it understanding or wisdom.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh (The Other Shore)

Alas! the waving moss deceived your vision.
The clear mirror* is never tarnished:
Therefore look deep. ~ Lady Sakyo (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)
*The mirror is the symbol of the soul of a Japanese woman
What intensity of memory clings to your heart?
That gentle shower fell on the leaves–
Only for a moment [our hearts touched]. ~The Sarashina Diary (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)

“For remembrance of her I wanted to write about her,”… but I stopped short with the words, “Ink seems to have frozen up, I cannot write any more.” *
How shall I gather memories of my sister?
The stream of letters is congealed.
No comfort may be found in icicles
~The Sarashina Diary (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)
*The continuous writing of the cursive Japanese characters is often compared to a meandering river. “Ink seems to have frozen up” means that her eyes are dim with tears, and no more she can write continuously and flowingly.
Even into the mind always clouded with grief,
There is cast the reflection of the bright moon ~The Sarashina Diary (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)

image submitted in response to Patti’s lens-artists photo challenge: reflections
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