tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post7951061508977138640..comments2023-12-30T17:31:11.883+00:00Comments on The Solitary Walker: Banzan In The Butcher's ShopThe Solitary Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-12112234176003870172011-12-21T17:08:21.506+00:002011-12-21T17:08:21.506+00:00I love this little story--now I wish I hadn't ...I love this little story--now I wish I hadn't passed on my copy of the book!<br /><br />I haven't expereinced this at my bucther, but did watch them easily cut up a whole lamb on their table saw (?) and it made me think about life and death and how we are all the same -- we're all meat and muscle underneath our skin. There was no denying that this meat was once a living thing.Gracehttp://gracefulsimplicity.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-11865663578526993972011-12-20T13:05:55.117+00:002011-12-20T13:05:55.117+00:00Thanks, anonymous, for your haiku ...
... and Ru...Thanks, anonymous, for your haiku ... <br /><br />... and Ruth, this is such a productive time for you at the moment. Here is not the place to write at length about the relation between suffering and creativity, though I could write lots ...<br /><br />... and George, yes, let these drums roll ...<br /><br />... and Karin, what an inspiring comment! How well it shows that such ordinary, chance encounters can be pure, radiant now-ness, if only we smile, relax and let the moment in ...The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-57503173774075937932011-12-20T00:51:43.319+00:002011-12-20T00:51:43.319+00:00Robert...thanks for the post! And the reminder in...Robert...thanks for the post! And the reminder in this last week of craziness, Enjoy it! If you can be truly present, even in those last moments, in all those shopper crazed stores, you meet the most amazing people! I had the lovliest exchange with someone in a fabric store, filled with wild eyed, exhausted shoppers. I left there, really smiling and I think the girl behind the counter was genuinely smiling too! Enjoy it, each pearl in the strand as they come!ksamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01998231466478015431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-56831114325439946492011-12-19T19:39:51.450+00:002011-12-19T19:39:51.450+00:00I sent comments on this great posting yesterday, b...I sent comments on this great posting yesterday, but don't think they made it. My internet connection has been malfunctioning of late. In any event, I wanted to salute Banzan. Acceptance of what is, versus what our conditioned minds think should be, is absolutely critical to inner peace. And, yes, let us roll the drumbeats for the eternal NOW, the only venue in which life has ever occurred and the only one that remains an option for those of us who seek to live fully.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03959953035812596907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-34219393406937758212011-12-19T13:13:57.654+00:002011-12-19T13:13:57.654+00:00I agree with the wonder of a moment's sight, w...I agree with the wonder of a moment's sight, when the blinders fall away. I also agree with you and Laurel that the work must also be done, and when the ground is tilled, a miracle can happen. (I think of how it happened for Tolle, though, and it seems "the work" was being utterly miserable and coming to the end of himself; then 18 months on a park bench, in bliss!)<br /><br />Poems are like this for me these days. The work seems to be inside, gnawing at a line or phrase. Then suddenly the poem "appears." As you astutely noted at A Year with Rilke, Rilke's daily influence is deeply felt, as is Rumi's. Oh, and also the pain of hands arms and shoulders. I guess that pain that Rilke writes about really can carry us through to the light.<br /><br />But sometimes it does happen in an instant.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-34595066597742200642011-12-19T09:06:22.987+00:002011-12-19T09:06:22.987+00:00At each time
Stay awake
All can happenAt each time<br />Stay awake<br />All can happenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-7532696579754867482011-12-18T21:41:29.869+00:002011-12-18T21:41:29.869+00:00Verena — Yes! Not consciously seeking, not having ...Verena — Yes! Not consciously seeking, not having a conscious objective, but putting oneself in a sympathetic, conducive zone, and seeing what happens...The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-86179157230038256402011-12-18T20:48:21.696+00:002011-12-18T20:48:21.696+00:00meditation, sitting or walking silently etc is not...meditation, sitting or walking silently etc is not a means to achieve enlightenment, not an exercise in order to obtain something, that would be too cheap&ugly politics.<br /> it seems to be the other way round: if someone loves to enjoy the bliss of solitude, zen walking, pilgrimage or the like it just indicates that this one might mature in a way to get ready for more devlopment which finally might make him or her prepared to be awake the moment Grace is calling.... Love :-)verenahttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13_c-E_5OJcnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-28263713198353997152011-12-18T20:25:58.243+00:002011-12-18T20:25:58.243+00:00Thanks for your words, Herringbone. Gratitude for...Thanks for your words, Herringbone. Gratitude for what we have, for what is, for the present moment — yes, I think that's the way. Each 'now' moment is a gift.<br /><br />Hello, Laurel, and thanks for visiting. I agree with you absolutely. You put it very well. I think I glimpsed at an early age (through reading Krishnamurti and others) the sanctity of the present moment, had the realisation (which came, I remember, like a thunderbolt) that the now is what mattered, and all anxieties, worries, regrets, expectations, neuroses etc. were tied up with the past and future, i.e. they were insubstantial, dissolvable, shadows — unimportant compared with the wonderfully real and vivid state of NOW. However, one forgets, one changes, one needs to be reminded of and to rediscover such spiritual truths constantly, and the caminos (and other paths) are good ways to do this... Not necessary for enlightenment, no, not at all, but helpful...The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-47507183291320690332011-12-18T19:01:36.302+00:002011-12-18T19:01:36.302+00:00I agree with this. The thing is though, I think mo...I agree with this. The thing is though, I think most of us have to walk the caminos first and go out seeking before we realize that what we were looking for was here all along, here being wherever we are in a given moment. I think the end stage of the journey is finding what you were looking for when you arrive back home, realizing that it was there but you just couldn't see it, and if this doesn't happen the journey hasn't served its ultimate purpose.laurelhttp://www.theforestgarden.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-58775837519865233402011-12-18T17:24:27.374+00:002011-12-18T17:24:27.374+00:00I like this. After years of thinking there was som...I like this. After years of thinking there was something or someplace better, I have become increasingly grateful for what I have.Words like this are encouraging.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17096402329953310721noreply@blogger.com