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The real garden keeps on teaching

The real garden, the one that is actually growing (or struggling to grow because of the drought)

Is keeping on teaching.

The dandelions, whom I noticed were so tenacious, and bright,

and whom I therefor befriended, are in turn feeding the little birds.

These particular little birds.

Each bird balances, as tenaciously as the dandelions stay here in drought and in soggy soil,

On a slender stalk.  Then slowly the birdling stalks the seeds, edging forwards,

the dandelion stalk slowly bending down as the little bird

Edges closer, and then, chomp chomp chomp munch the seeds.

But between them, the little birds,  leave some to become puffballs.

Of dandelion seeds, to travel on the fierce winds, and somewhere far to also

feed the birds, and feed the bees.

 

The camera person, me, creeping clumsily to film them, without flustering them all away.

 

 

 

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Happy Full Moon Solstice

Monday night (20 June 2016) the moon is full and the sun, in my imagination at least, stands still for a moment before “turning around” and coming back to us to make the world warm again.

Time to be out on an ancient mountain, or dancing on a prehistoric plain.   With a grand bonfire and everything.  At least in dreams, because reality may well be a cold rainy Monday night rushing to get home and warm.

Happy Solstice.

sun

 

 

Quotes from the Inner Chapters #2

“Clubfoot-Hunchback-No-Lips talked to Duke Ling of Wei.  Duke Ling was so delighted with him that when he saw normal people, their necks appeared thin and scraggy.  Jug-Jar-Big-goiter talked to Duke Huan of Chi.  Duke Huan was so delighted with him that when he saw normal people, he too thought their necks were thin and scraggy.  So when goodness shines forth, the outward appearances are forgotten. We do not forget what ought to be forgotten, but forget what ought not be forgotten.  This is forgetfulneess indeed!”

From Chuang Tsu Inner Chapters translated by Gia-fu Feng and Jane English

Happy Fire Monkey Year

From one new year to the next…

May all of us everywhere be blessed, and not least of all our close cousins the monkeys.

New world monkeys, old world monkeys.

May their luck change for the good, and their habitats remain.

May our luck change for the good, and our shared planet be well, and may we have a hand in that.

Or better, our hands off what we don’t need.  Leaving be more to be well.

juvenile-female-Capuchin-monkey from mirror uk

This little sister is a juvenile capuchin, and her picture credit UK Mirror.

Goodness

Wishing everyone a good 2016!

True goodness

is like water

Water’s good

for everything

it does not compete.

(from Ursula le Guin rendition of the Tao Te Ching Chapter 8)

A conundrum in most spiritual, philosophical and religious traditions, is the question of whether being good for reward, is goodness.

If one’s good deeds and practices are said to lead to heaven, paradise, blessings, good health, release of happy hormones in the brain,  enlightenment, good luck, good karma, fortunate reincarnations, becoming a respected ancestor and suchlike…….. are those deeds and practices not their own reward, both now and in the bigger scheme of things.

It (water) goes right

to the loathsome places,

and so finds the way.

Is it possible to be good?   Is it possible to follow the Way . . . .