Wall of Wonder

A sideways glance as I move to the entrance of my workplace.
Reveals the wonder of the pattens in the leaves.
Overlapping nestling variations,
Light and shadow.

The Mirror of Essential Points

From The Mirror of Essential Points
A Letter in Praise of Emptiness From Jamyang Dorje to his MotherEmptiness, the wish-fulfilling jewel,

The mind of emptiness....

Is unattached generosity. 
It is uncorrupted discipline. 
It is angerless patience. 
It is undeluded exertion. 
It is undistracted meditation. 
It is the essence of prajna. 
It is the meaning in the three yanas.

Sogyal Rinpoche- Natural Great Peace [HQ]

Rest in natural great peace this exhausted mind,
Beaten helpless by karma and neurotic thoughts
Like the relentless fury of the pounding waves
In the infinite ocean of samsara.
Rest in natural great peace.

—  Nyoshul Khen Rinpoche

Looking closer at the ground.

So easy to miss, these subtle patches  of beauty beneath our feet.
A patch of moss on the concrete path.
The camera was pointed to the brightness of the coloured leaves that shouted for my attention.
Looking down I noticed the intricate, complex world down on the earth.
I took a closer look.

LOOKING INTO THE LAYERS

Like looking into the vast cosmos
though the layers of stars and galaxies
looking back in time
Looking
With eyes wide open.

Gold

I honour the eternal spirit of the tree.
Non demanding.
Just being
Still
Enduring the elements without complaint
Home to one million creatures
Being without striving
Asking for nothing.

Something about the intensity of the coloured leaves this year - The wet summer and the early cold = magic.

 

See the small flowers nestled under the brilliant red and orange leaves.
I hadn't noticed them until I posted this photograph.
How often the small and retiring are overshadowed by the loud and noisy.
What a relief it is to rest the eye
on things that are delicate and shy.

Autumn walk to work this Sunday morning

If I waited one more day.
Things would be another day different.
Not better ...different.
So this view is for a single mind-moment only.
Attempting to capture this beauty in a two dimensional form
 with the help of my trusty Canon camera.
Depicting now what is transitory.
Not really possible.
All illusion.

Food Control 'The World According to Monsanto' French Documentary

Food Control 'The World According to Monsanto' French Documentary

Astroblog: What makes a bright comet? The case of Elenin and Cassini at Saturn

Astroblog: What makes a bright comet? The case of Elenin and Cassini at Saturn

Discovering Qigong

Discovering Qigong

Yin and Yang - Circle in Samsara.

Small collage that I 'cooked-up' the other night.
Pure spontaneity, there was no plan at all.
Strange how materials in reach can tug or coax me in a direction.
The hapless mice are turning on the Yin Yang CD - in this floating world.
Like all of us are on this small planet.
Surrounded by space we move.
Constant travelers in the universe with no easy way to stop or to get off. 

That is a reminder to myself - MEDITATE!

Hexagram - Li - Fire over Fire

I am an experienced follower of the I CHING or book of changes.
My much used book is dated 1978 and cost $16:20.
Inside the front cover are some faded pressed flowers that are brittle and dry.
I remember that they were picked with great love from the hills of Black Springs near Beechworth in north-eastern Victoria.

I used the hexagrams as pointers to my deeper consciousness. Consulting the book from time to time I have never put it away or dismissed its wisdom entirely over the past 33 years.
The same three coins with the Yin and Yang sides still nestle in their original small brown velvet pouch.

I have changed more than this book of changes.
Once a youthful flower child who roamed the beautiful granite hills.
My mind was wild then.
Now it is quite tame.
Quite still.
Stopped  altogether sometimes .
Just blue sky.
A cloud or two.
And the sound of a bird singing.

Wings and Winged

Dr Helen Caldicott - Fukushima Nuclear Disaster- You won't hear this on ...

In just a few years.

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Came upon this photograph today.
It struck a cord, a note of recognition.
Getting older can't be avoided.
Open your eyes and just go with it.
No escape is possible, so look at it, without turning away.
Notice too, the connection.
A flow of love that never ends.

Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart to itself,
to the stranger who has loved you all your life,
whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott~

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What I discovered about expectations - My relationship to my teacher.

I am not the center of his universe and he is not the center of mine.

Written in Mud - If you look deeply you will see from the inside out.

Dreams of Yapeen - Open Sky and Freedom from Concrete.

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Monk with Apples

Sometimes I am as unapproachable as this cactus.

Comet Elenin | SpaceObs

Comet Elenin | SpaceObs

A Long Night.

Last night I had another dream.
Richmond was flooding.
The streets were filling with a relentless tide of water.
The higher I climbed in the building of glass and steel the higher the water level became.
How many dreams of waves and water have I had in my life?

As a child I saw in my dreams a giant mountain-high wall of water that stretched over the horizon as far as I could see.
I was a speck on the beach....looking out on Port Phillip bay from the sands at  St.Kilda.
A tiny figure observing the impossible.

In my childhood there was little talk of tidal waves and I had never heard of a 'tsunami'.
Yet I can remember how vivid and identical the image of that giant wave was in each wild dream.

And now, fifty years later the wetness is closer. Invading the streets of my neighborhood.
Keeping me on the run...up the stairs.
Climb higher...higher.

Dream

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