CATCHING THE OCEAN IN A NET -- AN ESSAY ON NO-SELF AND IMPERMANENCE

Along this road
goes no one
this autumn evening. (1)

Matsuo Basho (1644 - 1694)

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TAKING A LONG SUNNY RIDE HOME
(a series of haibuns about dogs)

(I) COMING AND GOING

"A monk asked the great Zen master Joshu, "Does a dog have Budha nature or not?"Joshu replied, "Mu!"

Mumonkan, Case #1 (+)

LeavingThey do not move at all when I put on my blue jeans. Sappho blows me off completely, not even looking my way. Miss Molly traces ( Read more... )

CHASING THE LAST SUMMER SUNSET

"They are like Yin and Yang, your Ladies. Coincidentally, the two symbols are related to the theme of solstice! Yin is born at the Summer Solstice and Yang at the Winter one." (Olga Hooper (Origa), a haiku poet and a sumi-e painter)

The First Sunset of FallI was a bit surprised when the autumn arrived this year ( Read more... )

"The outside of oneself is hard and protected, as if by a thick shield or a wall. It is only because of love, trust, and the transcendence of egos that we can allow our bodies to merge and our hearts to beat as one."
- A.G.

I have never had regrets that I started to smoke. There is a story behind it. It involves the girl who loved me and whom I ( Read more... )

I keep discovering that my attitude to animals has never been an all or nothing proposition. That is, I never had one huge epiphany that totally shattered my world view and made me radically change my ways. Rather, I had several small epiphanies, each prompted by a very different event and each leading a step or two closer to where I am now -- a ( Read more... )

Almost dawn. The full moon slip slides towards the dunes. I wait. And it happens, the Big Red emerges from the ocean sprinkling upon it bouquet of crimson hues. There is nothing like seeing the moon and the sun dancing together, gliding right above the line of horizon, looking into each other eyes. I wish I could whisper it (not type on the ( Read more... )

I made a commitment to make at least one longer post a week. The face book seems much too fast and busy for me, anyway. So, here is the very first installment in the new series...

THE PROLOGUEI still remember that day, the mid of January of 2007. My life? Mess and a struggle and a continuous up and down journey sometimes through mountains but ( Read more... )

Work in progress. Comments and suggestions welcome and appreciated.


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Work in progress. I need to narrow these down 18 favorites.
Comments and suggestions always welcome and appreciated.


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