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Category Archives: Life is a meditation
Cepetavčki pod zemljo in beseda o sreči
Prilezle so ven iz mrzle, suhe zemlje, vse drobne in nežne, a polne življenja. Vznikajo tu in tam po prisojnih pobočjih in vnašajo svežino med rjavo travo: trobentice, marjetice, cvetki lapuha, zvezdica in regrat pa kopriva. 29. februarja sem se … Continue reading
Biolog Franci in sinička
Biolog Franci opazuje siničko. Sinička opazuje biologa Francija. Biolog Franci se odpelje nazaj v laboratorij. Sinička zleti na drevo. Franci vnaša podatke v razpredelnico, grize svinčnik in se utaplja v vprašanjih. Sinička poje celemu vesolju.
Eternity/Večnost
The sound of Christmas bells sinking into eternity, where there is neither birth nor death. Where Christ, Buddha, Shiva, Allah… are but one consciousness living in a gnarled tree, a bubbly river, in a chickadee singing to the universe. In you. In me. … Continue reading
My Wish For You
To all my amazing readers: I wish you all a merry Christmas! In the coming year I hope you: have the courage to be who you are and not who you’re supposed to be can see that the past is gone … Continue reading
Posted in Life is a meditation, Life should be a dance, Oh, Joy!
Tagged christmas, happiness, wish
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To Understand Zen
I had a discussion with a great master in Japan, and we were talking about the various people who are working to translate the Zen books into English, and he said, “That’s a waste of time. If you really understand … Continue reading
Verjamem
Danes zjutraj sem spravljena v spalno vrečo sedela pod brezo. Zlati listi so padali name kot poročni konfeti. In kar naenkrat sem tam gor, gor med vejami zagledala taščico. Vsa luštna in okrogla je skakljala sem in tja in hop, … Continue reading
What Is Meditation?
There is no ultimate goal in meditation. Meditation is an acceptance of the mind, however it comes to you. And the mind changes all the time, just as the ocean waves change. Sometimes the water is turbulent, sometimes calm. Thoughts … Continue reading
Posted in Life is a meditation
Tagged meditation, natalie goldberg, spiritual practice, writing
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Zvezdni utrinki
Nekaj ulovljenih nočno-večernih trenutkov: strmim v list papirja noč brez besed ————– čakam na besede, da stopijo iz tišine ———— polnočni ribnik labod zaplava skozi luno ———- noč izbriše gore, a pusti rdeč pas na zahodu ———- … Continue reading
Posted in Life is a meditation, Random Scribbles
Tagged drobtinice pozornosti, labod, meditacija, mikro poezija, noč, pozornost, zavedanje, zen
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Maple Leaves
We have a couple of maple trees growing around the house and as much as I’d want to see their delicate leaves from a close up, they are all out of reach for me. But today my dad brough me two … Continue reading
Zenovski potepuhi in presni mediteranski zavitki s humusom
Halo, zaspanci! Tukaj polarni medo, v pletenih nogavicah in zimskem puloverju in s piskrom konopljinega mleka v šapah. Zraven pa prebiram današnjemu mrzlemu dnevu primerno knjigo: The Collected Poems of Cold Mountain. Cold Mountain oz. kitajsko Han Shan je … Continue reading