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Alan Watts

Alan Watts:  Meaningless Life

 

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A long post filled with crazy black squiggles.

Learning comes as waves.  Some are big, some are small.  Sometimes, there are no waves at all, and I simply rest into the things I have learned and quietly try to implement them into my life.  Then other times, the giant waves crash into me, and I float high on understanding.

 

Crashing Wave

Crashing Wave (Photo credit: Clearly Ambiguous)

The tide came in and knocked me right down last night.  A glimpse into something greater than myself, or simply a part locked deep inside of me, was released and I could barely stand the weight of the joy.  I could feel it in my knees, my chest, my feet, my arms. Light radiated through me and it was so overwhelming, I don’t think I would have been able to stand up.  It probably only lasted about 5 precious minutes, though I can’t say for sure.  And now, I am trying to make sense of the understanding I felt, and the writing I spewed onto the page faster than my thinking could comprehend. Read more…

Hole of Dust

To me and to you and to all of us,

we trekked through the well,

and came out as dust, Read more…

A bit of stream of thought writing…

…in an attempt to break through writers block. Read more…

Zen Mornings 11/30/11

 

Yesterday I learned that one of the best feelings in the world is being asked for advice, having the ability to offer insight, and truly feel a difference was made.  If could survive simply from answering peoples questions with honesty and heart about the things I know well or have experienced, I would be overflowing with joy.  But I suppose being a “teacher” in any subject, no matter how seemingly small or insignificant, brings joy to anyone.  Sharing our own personal knowledge brings us fulfillment, and we all want to be heard, and looked upon as knowledgeable. We want to help others, to feel like we are needed.  We are all, by nature, selfish and selfless.  They roll into one another, becoming the same, much like all of the other circles of this existence. Read more…

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