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Monday, August 20, 2012
Under a Bodhi Tree One Time
Friday, August 17, 2012
Call for submissions (Inquiring Mind)
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| Fall 2011 issue of Inquiring Mind |
Friday, August 3, 2012
Share, Care, and Be Fair
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| Reliquary burial mound (stupa, dagaba, pagoda) in Sri Lanka (Digifancanon/flickr.com) |
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| Nature's own little stupas |
Kindred spirits, I thought, curious curmudgeons with one eye on the Dharma and another on keeping the status quo -- "conserving" everything just as it is.
We at Wisdom Quarterly are more in tune with social liberals like American patriot and Transcendental author Nathaniel Hawthorne, who could have been speaking of serenity-meditation when he pointed out:
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| Poet Nathaniel Hawthorne, Salem |
Imagine one day when we all share, care, and are fair. That will be paradise, bliss on Earth, a sparkle of sunshine for the morning of our humanity. But conservatives want to go backward to a time that didn't exist, when the American Dream worked, everyone lived in suburbia, and we were all uniformly homogenous.
American Buddhism: Against the Stream
- Caroline Myss yells with Michael Beckwith: PLAY
- Silent Auction, Aug 5, Santa Monica
- The Meaningful Life, 8-Week Series with George Haas, Aug 9, Melrose
- Breath Meditation Daylong with American monk Ven. Thanissaro, Aug 18, Melrose
- Intro to Meditation, Aug 18, Santa Monica
- Women's Group, Sept 8, Melrose
- Mindful Music, Sept 8, Melrose
- Impermanence Daylong with American Zen scholar and former monk Shinzen Young, Sept 23, Santa Monica
- Mindset, Mindfulness, and Money - Evening and Morning with Caitriona Reed, Sept 28-29, Melrose
- Unleashing the Soul of Money, Lynne Twist: PLAY
- SIT DOWN, RISE UP (Young People's Group, 15-21)
Monday, March 15, 2010
Walking Meditation Through the Woods.
Feet touch the damp Earth as green, wet leaves stick to well worn heels as they reach a small clearing on the edge of a forest. The smell of Earthy life fills lungs and relaxes muscles. A reverent hush rolls through the emerald forest and the silent figure stops to gaze up into the rain soaked branches just as a cool drop falls upon the fore head--the third eye. The person smiles, breathes deeply and methodically and slowly continues down the meandering path until they disappear into another dense stand of forest as quickly as they appeared. Somewhere a crow announces its arrival.-By James R. Ure
PHOTO CREDIT: A misty morning on a section of the Appalachian Trail outside Blairsville on Blood Mountain, the trail’s highest point in Georgia. By Erik S. Lesser for The New York Times.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Haiku: Literary Meditation.
I write a lot of haiku and enjoy reading them just as much. Haiku seems to fit Buddhism and Zen in general quite well due to the stripped down structure and word usage. A good Haiku in my view is one, which grabs your attention by way of several impressions upon one or more of the senses. In addition, one, which paints a picture but then, presents a concluding line, which pulls the poem together for a feeling of balance.This gives the reader a sense of closure to the scene and without the contrasting yet somewhat parallel ending it leaves the reading feeling abandoned. Thus, Haiku in my view is similar to the Buddhist/Taoist concept of oneness where two seemingly dissimilar concepts connect to form a well-rounded view of the present reality experienced at the time the writer experienced it. The first two lines provide a detailed, micro, mindful scene with a more open-ended conclusion to leave you with something to contemplate upon further.
Also, I find that writing a haiku is like a meditation as you contemplate a scene in your mind you must be very mindful of the sounds, smells, sights and sensations upon the skin. Only having a few words to use channels the author’s focus so that each word is mindfully chosen to give the haiku a clean, simple, yet strong and insight provoking essence. Its short form eliminates unnecessary wording, which can take away from the focused insight that haiku is so appreciated for. It makes haiku easily digestible for our scattered minds. In longer poetry the mind tends to wander and miss words, thus missing the essence of the writing. Haiku, like Zen Buddhism strips away the clutter to get right to the heart of things. No unnecessary distractions.
Since traditionally Haiku include nature as a theme it is like having the essence of nature anywhere you might find yourself such as in a big city where nature is very limited in between the concrete and steel. Haiku allows you to be right in the middle of a Japanese garden while riding the subway. In addition, being simple and concise also enables you to be in that Japanese garden but still remain quite aware of your present surroundings. That's the great thing about haiku meditation. Its form lends itself well to maintaining a Buddhist mindset even in our fast paced world where we don’t have as much time to contemplate more in-depth Dharma talks as often as we might want. In closing I wanted to leave you with my latest haiku:
monk washes old hands
~Peace to all beings~
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Spring Evening Contemplation.















