Tag Archives: Buddhism

Zen pen blot jot

I see the words along the page

As eyes watch my words

Words describing themselves

I’m inscribing myself

On hyperweb

I’m hyperactivity

Depraved of my enlightenment

it’s
Captivity

Perhaps if my ego is forgiven me n no longer lives in me

More mindful kindness handfuls of love to remind us

Of compassion as we face life’s lashes

Nina

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Born

I have been reborn over and over but… This time is different I’ve never been sober for this long; decades of relentless; alcohol dependence

The days are in the hundreds; gather abundance; knowledge. Confront my fears try to be humble and acknowledge.

Keep focus; meditation half lotus. Buddha quotes rewrote them post them. Try to be open.

Lessons learned; a great deal. I wait still. Time stands still. The virtue of patience.

As I await, awake here.

I’m here


It’s the morning again; my favorite time to write poetry

My wife lay asleep across the room on our bed

Although things have been hard, I am optimistic

I’ve shown myself a better path, so my walk is easier

At least in the now; that fact remains

I have to continue to be mindful of the future

And live present in each moment; one after the next

I take a deep breath and ground myself; I’m alive

I remember an anxious moment yesterday

And knowing that to live is to suffer

But that thought passed; as all thoughts and moments do

I close my eyes; to simply shut them. 

Makes me calm. Collected. Present.

And I take another breath.

Where I’m going doesn’t matter; now is time

I can build towards anything; but nothing is promised

So I do not attach myself with the future

I shall cut my ties with worry and sorrow

In this pitch black sky; I am here

Tea . A Zen Story; rewritten by Nina

A Buddhist monk who studied and meditated on the teachings of Buddha for over a decade wanted to speak with an enlightened one who dwelled alone in a small temple high in the mountains. He prepared for his journey eager to hear his teaching. After 7 days of rigorous hiking he reached the temple.

The master greeted him and welcomed him inside. The master put some tea on to boil and they sat in silence. The monk became very eager and unsettled in not hearing his teaching. The master poured the tea and sat with the monk. The monk didn’t drink his tea and began questioning his master of Buddha.

The master replied.. “You have studied Buddhism for 20 years and can not simply enjoy this cup of tea?” The monk wept…. as another step to enlightenment lay under his feet….

Nina

Source: Tea . A Zen Story; rewritten by – Nina

What you do not.

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Instead of what you need; what about what you do not?

In a world of depressive materialism; poverty and pollution

I dont intent to tread on trend; pretenders I severed an end

Theres a fine line drawn in the sand; trampled

Without mindful intent; a spiritual glance

What is the zen and the trance; compassion enhanced

And when does my third eye open; to notice what controls my emotions

Carefully ponder; what I do and what I do not need

Eat, sleep and breathe

Clothing and shelter and ease

Calming peace and honourable deeds

No harm. No foul.

What I do. And what I do not need.

 

-Nina