Huangguoshu Waterfall, Guizhou Province.–the 3rd largest waterfall in the world.
“It has to be felt deeper, below the surface, at the very point where all senses merge. Merge with them right there like a fleck of foam falling into a stream. Just by listening with your eyes you can fold back on yourself and merge into that primal stream of awareness like a river is swallowed by the immensity of the ocean. Only then will you know what point to live from. Only then will you be sure.”
– G. Bluestone
Journeys on Mind Mountain
- It was almost dark on an early summer eve, and the forest was never more enchanting than now, at dusk. At dusk the mountain begins to withdraw its force back into itself and become quiescent. If you too can become quiescent, so still that you can’t think of your name, you can feel this as a palpable fact. Just become so still that your mind won’t be bothered to remember the mundane, and then you’ll feel it like you feel the shifting of the winds. Then you’ll know when the mountain changes from exhaling to inhaling. That’s not so important in itself, but the mind that is quiet enough to notice is. The mind that is not always caught up in detail is your only treasure. Stop chasing details and become still to feel it. The mind that sees details clearly but is not caught by them is like a vast borderless mirror. That mind does not oppose itself.The half-light of the forest seemed to reveal the essence while it obscured the parts. Sometimes that’s easier, for when the pieces become too important, the essence becomes hazy and seems to withdraw. When the pieces become obscured by the half-light of evening, or better yet, by the light of detachment, the essence becomes clear and shining again. The splinters melt back into the whole. The branches grow back into the tree. Plunge in and swallow what before was merely nibbled, piece by piece. Let both life and death arrive and depart suddenly. It’s not a matter of acquiring but rather of losing. Losing your hold on all that you’ve acquired. Just making room so the profound can enter and stretch its legs.
– excerpted from Journeys On Mind Mountain,
G. BlueStone
Via Daily Zen
Red and yellow and
Pink and Green
Purple and orange and blue
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow for you
Listen with your eyes
Listen with your eyes
And sing everything you see
You can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow
Sing along with me…
(Although it always did rather bother me as a kid that the colors of the rainbow in the song were not in the right ROYGBIV order…)
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