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Buddha Poetry/ Poetry Buddha


… it is really important to recognize that this text is poetry and we need to read it as poetry because the quality of experience is an aesthetic appreciation, a direct experience. it is not an analytic construct. we want to use the poetry to free ourselves, rather than to wrap ourselves in ever more concepts. – James Low; Being Right Here referring to Dzogchen treasure text.

we are always wearing ruby slippers.

essence of all things is loneliness
loneliness is not what you think

we are no thing – PDL


The main point is what Buddha once said: “I discovered something profound and luminous beyond all concepts. I tried to communicate it with words, but nobody understands. So now I will meditate alone in the forest”. This verse of Buddha is the conclusion of the teachings. – Chogyal Namkhai Norbu


the duck of sport, love and compassion with  buddha

the duck of sport, love and compassion with buddha

may all who journey…


nameless red rose

nameless red rose

One day the Buddha held up a flower in front of an audience of 1,250 monks and nuns. He did not say anything for quite a long time. The audience was perfectly silent. Everyone seemed to be thinking hard, trying to see the meaning behind the Buddha’s gesture. Then, suddenly, the Buddha smiled. He smiled because someone in the audience smiled at him and at the flower. . . . To me the meaning is quite simple. When someone holds up a flower and shows it to you, he wants you to see it. If you keep thinking, you miss the flower. The person who was not thinking, who was just himself, was able to encounter the flower in depth, and he smiled. That is the problem of life. If we are not fully ourselves, truly in the present moment, we miss everything.


                                DSC_3742                       – Thich Nhat Hanh, in Peace Is Every Step


every moment is my teacher

23. sept.

finally got to go to work. spent a few hours cutting grass in the village. done just before the showers. home with shelly for lunch and then pick up the child from school. homework, meal prep, walk down by the lake. tomorrow we’ll go to town, watch Morgan swimming lesson and then do a grocery shop – picking up some vodka for  hawthorn tincture. tired now but in a good way. an evening yoga before bed, again the music of real silence, in other words whatever sounds there may be.

the duck of sport, love & compassion with the buddha

the duck of sport, love & compassion with the buddha

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