The thief left it behind: the moon at my window - Ryokan
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Sky Burial

(poem for Tibet)
A land in the sky was plundered
and a simple monk
torn from it’s soil
A handful of seeds
was dispersed all over earth
The teacher we could not reach
stands among us now
He says no one can liberate us
from a prison of our own making
Only we can free ourselves
Bones, cartilage and flesh
are vultures food
But the jewel
hidden in the heart
no one can destroy
Om Mani Padme Hum
Saturday, August 23, 2008
living compassion
Compassion is not an idle word
but is a living expression of love
that we embody in every single action
There is no enemy other than ignorance
Ultimate freedom means ultimate awareness
All beings have been our mothers since beginningless time
Other living beings don't harm us
but their ignorance does
When confronted with ignorance
be like a doctor fighting a disease
love and care for the patient
but heal the sickness
(by Gien and HummingBird)

