…We just find our selves here.

With our individual birth we just ‘wake up’ and discover ourselves in the midst of an extraordinary world of beauty and sorrow.

All around us we see exquisite and exquisitely subtle orders played out effortlessly. …it is all just here and we are just here to see it…*

photochallengethree 1

a broad photo of angel-wing begonia blossoms placed with a coffee cup with a book making up the background.

photochallengethree 2

 various elements of each blossom interacting within as well as with the other blossoms

photochallengethree 3

 close up of an angel-wing begonia blossom

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The Mystery I’m Thankful for

Adam Frank

NPR, 12.22.2112





leaf in infancy l
leaf in infancy l
leaf in infancy ii
leaf in infancy ii

You can learn about the pine only from the pine, or about the bamboo only from bamboo.  When you see an object, you must leave your subjective pre-occupation with yourself; otherwise you impose yourself on the object, and do not learn.  The object and yourself must become one, and from that feeling of oneness issues your poetry.  However well phrased it may be, if your feeling is not natural—if the object and our self are separate—then your poetry is not true poetry but merely your subjective counterfeit. ~ Basho*

On New Year’s Day

each thought a loneliness

as winter dusk descends ~Basho

Along my journey

through this transitory world,

new year’s housecleaning ~Basho

*cited in Issa’s The Year of My life.  Trans: Nobuyuki Yuasa