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Zazen

Hours in silence
time borrowed
and spent

Counting breaths
to keep my focus
and still
my mind wanders away

Are you here?
a quiet voice echoes… 40 more words

Poems

Symbols

I am very new at the Zen practice, soaking as much knowledge as I can when I have the opportunity to do so. I am starting to notice than a lot of the things we do at Zendo are symbolic of something else. 395 more words

Life

08.02.15 Sesshin

Breathing together,

Waves lapping at the shore –

Seep into the sand.

Poetry

Ango Morning [3]

sounds of tenzo’s teacups
and pots for oatmeal
filter through the zendo’s morning incense,

through my regret
for the unfolding of
the evening before.

a patch of emerging sunlight… 9 more words

Zen

Ango Morning [2]

winter dawn strains through
slatted windows;
snow sits over the grounds
with no thought of attainment.
tears in the zendo fall,
unencumbered by gravity.

Zen

Attuned, Listening

to with anti-mechanical repetition
deepen the relationship between
known and unknown minutiae
ought to be concurrent with all breath.

wherein ordinary is exemplary
affectation diminishes its self, 38 more words

Poetry

Touching the Heart Mind

I finished work early today,
walked out of the office
I built in my barn
into a cool afternoon.

I took the clippers from the… 52 more words

Zen