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my life
Here you see the garden I
live in. Once all of the world was like this. I wish I could
bring everyone here, to live just as simply, with as small a
footprint.
The silence, the fire and
deep snow, the stars thrown onto a black sky in winter, and in
summer, the shimmering water and light, the gentle sound of the
wind in the pines. The small and large creatures who survive on
our doorstep, also experiencing this world as it breathes in and
out.
i thank you god for
most this amazing day.
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and the blue true dream of sky
and for everything which is natural which is infinite which
is yes.
i who have died am alive again today
and this is the sun's birthday, this is the birthday of
life, and of love and wings
and of the great gay illimitably happening earth.
How could any tasting touching hearing seeing breathing,
lifted from the no of all nothing,
human merely being doubt unimaginable you.
Now the ears of my ears are opened
Now the eyes of my eyes can see.
e.e. cummings
Here is one of my
talks at Clouds in Water Zen Center.
Listen
here.
On Sunday nights at 5 o'clock, we meet here to sit. The practice
is traditional zen meditation, with a very brief talk and
conversation focused on what arises, mutually, in the present
moment.
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