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"the perfection of zen
is to be perfectly and simply human"--alan watts
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i cross over and court an unhurried contemplation of the garden's beauty.
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"for the man who says
he tires of his child
there are no flowers"
--basho |
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in this circular garden i greet the possibility of opening up to another way of viewing my "self"--i find my pace: unhurried, reflective--an essential observer.
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"that soon they will die
is unknown
to the chirping cicada"
--basho |
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reflect: to become shelter, to become fortress, harbor, shield, protector . . . |
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to be in the presence of things that are growing, to still the mind, to be in the presence . . |
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to become one with that ever positive, ever moving force . .awake! |
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"the fireflies
fear their reflection
in the water"
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the greening of the mind, the possibility of renewal and regeneration . . . growth! |
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stepping along this path, passing through this garden space, i am more attuned to how i am wandering through my own day to day life . .what is the level of consciousness i bring to my everyday tasks? |
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what is this wildness that waits in me? |
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i begin to imagine a simpler life, something pared down to what matters most.
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"cry not, insects
for even stars in love
must endure separation"
--issa
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contemplation, surrender to invisible breath, and return to the structures and routines that wait for me in a place i call my "home" . . . though this garden is always inside of me.
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