1. 09:04 18th Aug 2014

    Notes: 175

    Reblogged from dreaminginthedeepsouth

    'Carpe diem' doesn't mean seize the day - it means something gentler and more sensible. 'Carpe diem' means pluck the day. Carpe, pluck. Seize the day would be 'cape diem,' if my school Latin serves … What Horace had in mind was that you should gently pull on the day's stem, as if it were, say, a wildflower or an olive, holding it with all the practiced care of your thumb and the side of your figure, which knows how to not crush easily crushed things … Pluck the cranberry or blueberry of the day tenderly free without damaging it, is what Horace meant - pick the day, harvest the day, reap the day, mow the day, forage the day. Don't freaking grab the day in your fist like a burger at a fairground and take a big chomping bite out of it.
    — Nicholson Baker. With thanks to Whiskey River. (via crashinglybeautiful)
     
  2. 09:02

    Notes: 4

    Reblogged from parkstepp

    parkstepp:

I’m poor but happy a man of the Way 
all my needs are satisfied by chance
last night the west wind downed an old tree
at daybreak firewood covered the ground
gauze silk clouds adorned red scarps
dew drop pearls bejeweled green cliffs
what’s present has always decided my living
why should I burden myself with plans

- Stonehouse 

[from ‘The Zen Works of Stonehouse’ , translated by Red Pine]

Zen Poems

    parkstepp:

    I’m poor but happy a man of the Way
    all my needs are satisfied by chance
    last night the west wind downed an old tree
    at daybreak firewood covered the ground
    gauze silk clouds adorned red scarps
    dew drop pearls bejeweled green cliffs
    what’s present has always decided my living
    why should I burden myself with plans

    - Stonehouse

    [from ‘The Zen Works of Stonehouse’ , translated by Red Pine]

    Zen Poems

     
  3. 08:59

    Notes: 4

    Reblogged from buffleheadcabin

    A kind of paradise. Everything itself.
    The sea is water. Stones are made of rock.
    The sun goes up and goes down. A success
    without any enhancements whatsoever.
    — 

    jack gilbert from The Other Perfection (via ringtales)

    [& how faithfully each heart beats]

    (via buffleheadcabin)
     
  4. mother-daughter: mastering the art of losing each other

    “Operator? Operator. Please put me through to my daughter.” Her voice is pleading to my voicemail message, her words say, “Time is collapsing into itself and I am lost and alone.”

    “Operator, can you hear me? My daughter’s name is Lynette. Please tell her I called. I need to speak to her. Please.”

    It’s 11 PM and I’ve just come home from a long day at work. I’m torn by an urgency to drive the 2…

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  5. 16:48 16th Jul 2014

    Notes: 3

    Reblogged from amproducerjen

    amproducerjen:

This is genius…. From @FunkyBarrister 

    amproducerjen:

    This is genius…. From  

     
  6. hits & myths on this wonky path

    hits & myths on this wonky path @Dharma_Spring @Buddhistethics @tricyclemag

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    There’s been yet another opportunistic article floating around the social media on the misuse of mindfulness, this time by the august New York Times (complete with skinny, white female in meditative pose). The Mindfulness Backlash starts out well with a gesture to the work of researcher Willoughby Britton who is becoming the point person for discussions on the negative effects of meditation.…

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  7. 16:35 27th Jun 2014

    Notes: 35032

    Reblogged from incidentalcomics

    incidentalcomics:

Making the Leap

    incidentalcomics:

    Making the Leap

     
  8. 16:35

    Notes: 35032

    Reblogged from incidentalcomics

    incidentalcomics:

Making the Leap

    incidentalcomics:

    Making the Leap

     
  9. And now for an important announcement…

     
  10. 15:20

    Notes: 139

    Reblogged from parkstepp

    This is the time. This is the place. This is the vastness. Right here is paradise. Always. Always.
    — Byron Katie (via thecalminside)