giving life

The meeting of the butterfly and the flower, the meeting of one person and another: in these is our karmic affiliation. We must give it life, and the doing of this needs our wisdom. Shodo Harada Roshi A Staff for the Mind at One Drop Zen: Click here

moon is in my hands

I play with flowers And their fragrance clings to my clothes. I scoop up water And the moon is in my hands. Master Kido

memory

Memory is a slippery customer.
You never know if you can trust it.

Jennie Erdal, The missing shade of blue

Elizabeth

I should tell you a story,
The night is already so late -
Do you want to torment me,
Lovely Elizabeth?

I write poems about that,
Just as you do;
And the entire history of my love
Is you and this evening.

You mustn't be troublesome,
And blow these poems away.
Soon you will listen to them,
Listen, and not understand.

Herman Hesse

don't lie to yourself

Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

Fyodar Dostoyevsky

enantiodromia

I use the term enantiodromia for the emergence of the unconscious opposite in the course of time.

C.G. Jung

Holes inside - Joe Brooks

When all that you've tried, leaves nothing but holes inside,
It seems like you're wired, to stay here held in time,
Cos nothing seems to change, oh no.
No nothing's gonna change, at all.
I can see it in your face, the hope has gone away.

If you hold tight, shadows will be lost in the light.
Oh cos sometimes, fate and your dreams will collide.
So don't walk away from me,
Don't walk away from me,
Don't walk away from me.

Your feet are stuck, no they cannot move,
Don't tell me that they're glued,
They should've far from.
At home, at ease but give sometime to breathe

But nothing seems to change, oh no.
No nothing's gonna change, at all.
I can see it in your face, the hope has gone away.

But if you hold tight, shadows will be lost in the light.
Oh cos sometimes, fate and your dreams will collide.
So don't walk away from me,
Don't walk away from me,
Don't walk away from me.

That everthing will be ok,
I know that it's so easy to say,
But the pain inside will fade,
Please tell me that you'll stay.

If we hold tight, shadows will be lost in the light.
Oh cos sometimes, fate and your dreams can collide.
When all that you've tried, leaves nothing but holes inside.

Joe Brooks