Apr 3, 2021

The stark beauty of the sky.

The frozen bay was beautiful, but I don’t miss it. Wherever I go I have the wind, the earth. The stark beauty of the sky.


Tired, tired. 

How I would love to slip into the creek 

Tonight, very late. Halfway between 

Midnight and dawn. To pull the cold water 

Up over me, like a blanket, 

To close my eyes 

And finally get some rest. 


Our real enemies and the enemies of humanity are negative emotions like anger and hatred. Indeed, people who are dominated by powerful negative emotions should be objects of our compassion.

-Dalai Lama

In life as well as in art, Zen never wastes energy in stopping to explain; it only indicates. 

-Alan Watts


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