Several gorgeous days in a row provide a special opportunity to run around with a stick. Even in the midst of coronavirus, leaves turn green.
Seeds stuck to the core / the wind blowing and blowing / someday they’ll let go (Notes: Sometimes I feel like the seed, attached so tightly I’m stuck. The wind is blowing, I see other seeds flying in the breeze, and wonder if I can fly too. Maybe it happens quietly in the night when no one is watching).
the morning blessing — to lift your hands to the sky / and watch clouds roll by (Notes: There is something so reassuring about watching clouds move in the sky. It doesn’t take long — I just look at them for five seconds or more, and their motion sinks in to my body. A peaceful and relaxed feeling, connected to … Read More
The wide open path — run with Spring’s abandon and / swallow the first bug (Notes: There’s a special exercise form in Shintaido called “eiko” where you raise your staff, a sword, to the sky, and then run across a wide field cutting the sky with your sword. You usually do it fast, energetically, and often it feels exhausting. But … Read More
peace to watch raindrops / peace to be rained on
Two tulips in sun (Notes: who says haiku has to be 5-7-5 syllables in three lines? In fact, many practitioners don’t follow that rule — it’s more about capturing a moment briefly. Building a connection to nature (season word) and adding some twist. I’m starting to do “2/3 haiku” and here “1/3 haiku”. I’ll probably try out some other categories: … Read More
looking for refuge / then just feast your eyes on the / luminous tulip (Notes: I was awestruck when I saw this tulip catching the late afternoon sun. Lit up like a jewel…and not just the tulip, but the green leaves growing from it. I remember Thich Nhat Hahn’s saying: “I take refuge in the present moment.” In times of … Read More