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| Chin H Shin |
Opening my front door, the past blows in uninvited
I open the back door so it can blow back out again as well
No past, no future, just this moment
Life is an adventure
Even when I’m having my morning coffee
I came for the sake of love-devotion; seeing the world, I wept.
Mīrābāī
The fat candle fizzled out in the hot wax just as the fresh sunrise began to color the morning sky. Timing is an interesting thing, isn’t it? The length of a coincidence. How does one measure things that are random? Look, James, you old white-beard, all night you sat in that chair and now it is time to get up and greet yet another day of living. What time is it? The same time as always; now.
James Lee Jobe
Forgetting oneself is opening oneself.
Dōgen
The lizard was small but quite brazen
He ran out on the trail and stopped me
Right in my tracks to look me in the eye
Yuba River, Edwards Crossing
Long ago
Life is hard, you know, and laughter is how we come to terms with all the ironies and cruelties and uncertainties that we face.
Desmond Tutu
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