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May 182014
 

Carole is off with Dash, one of our four Jack Russells, practicing flyball tonight.

 Posted by at 3:51 pm
May 182014
 

Heading off tomorrow for sesshin at Zen Mountain Monastery, where I became a “formal student” earlier this year. When I return, I expect to begin posting again in this space. Despite the headlong progression & proliferation of social media, I still like the old-fashioned feel of the weblog. (I can remember when blogs were cutting edge!). And though I am reticent about discussing it, perhaps I’ll say a few words about how I have come to practice Zen. (In the original monastic order established by the Buddha, one of the few grave violations that could get a monk expelled was to claim spiritual powers one did not possess.) We’ve had a long, cold spring, but the sun is out this morning & the weeds are growing: I’m going to spend some time in the garden today.

 Posted by at 6:36 am
Nov 072012
 

Che Fece . . . Il Gran Rifiuto

For certain people there comes a day
when they are called upon to say the great Yes
or the great No. It’s clear at once who has
the Yes within him at the ready, which he will say

as he advances in honor, in greater self-belief.
He who refuses has no second thoughts. Asked
again, he would repeat the No. And nonetheless
that No–so right–defeats him all his life.

–C.P. Cavafy [Trans. Daniel Mendelsohn]

 Posted by at 1:40 pm