Monday, March 29, 2010
what to think
- What do you think about xxx?
- Hang on, I will look it up on Wikipedia
- But I want to know what ‘you’ think
- What for? My thoughts are just a subjective, media-soaked mush wrapped in a Scottish Presbyterian flag.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
simple and difficult
Practice implores us to do the simplest yet most difficult thing: to sit still and simply be present. In meditation, we let whatever comes up, come up. We invite it in. We welcome all of it, including the resistance, the boredom, the judgments, and the endless spinning. We let it all come up and just watch it.
- Ezra Bayda “Reflect, Without Thinking” (Winter 2009)
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
know-where-you-going
Know Where You're Going
The quality of your action depends on the quality of your being. Suppose you’re eager to offer happiness, to make someone happy. That’s a good thing to do. But if you’re not happy, then you can’t do that. In order to make another person happy, you have to be happy yourself. So there’s a link between doing and being. If you don’t succeed in being, you can’t succeed in doing. If you don’t feel that you’re on the right path, happiness isn’t possible. This is true for everyone; if you don’t know where you’re going, you suffer. It’s very important to realize your path and see your true way.
- Thich Nhat Hanh from "The Heart of The Matter" (Winter 2009)
Sunday, March 07, 2010
higher than thought
Yes, meditation is higher than thought."
(Chandogya Upanishad)
Friday, February 26, 2010
Oprah and Thich
http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Oprah-Talks-to-Thich-Nhat-Hanh/1
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
only one way
Flush out the bullshit, see what you find.
Go to the lyrics and sound track
Sunday, February 21, 2010
thought tigers
the noble quest
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
turn away
George G Clark - 1969 Lyrics
I was only 20 when I wrote this song. Five years later I began my first overseas job. I left ‘my safe and cosy niche among the petty nouveau riche’. I stopped turning my face to the wall. I began trying to do something. Then time passed. What I have now seen is huge, wrinkled, under-resourced, and not at all easy.
What the hell should I care if the whole wide world is wrong
I look out for myself
I leave upon the shelf
All the trouble, war and pain of starving children in the rain.
Shut my ears to the big bad bomb
I don’t care if the wogs go home
What I don’t know can’t cause me pain
I turn my face to the wall again
I know it like I’ve seen it
But what I’ve seen is small, is smooth, is well-fed and is easy.
So half the world is starving what difference does it make
I can’t do anything
Just shut my mind and sing
About my safe and cosy niche among the petty nouveau riche.
Pick up crumbs in the tyrant’s wake
Follow those who are on the make
All that I want will come in reach
I wear a smile let the boss man preach
Life smiles upon the two-faced
And hypocrit I am, I’m smooth, I’m well-fed and life’s easy

