See how much of waking life is spent removed from the present. Lost in thought constructions, my own, and those constructed by others. Unreal, yet so all-absorbing it becomes my reality, my normal. Illusion. Self-created, self-consciousness.
Shhh, be still now.
Who is watching?
Just this now and nothing more.
Enter from here.
~ Jeff’s Zen Garden
Several Winters ago, I shot this spectacular vista looking southeast from our front driveway. There was a contrail running up the middle of the shot, and I took a little creative license by replacing it with a more defined trail.
Each tomorrow might be the best day of your life. Git out there, stay alert, and keep an eye out for signs along the trail. If you see a fork in the road, take it!
Spectacular vista! The garden is abuzz in glorious reverie. Nothing to be accomplished, nowhere to go. Sit down or join in the dance; there is no path to be followed. You’ve never left. We’ve awaited your return. Dry your eyes, it was only a dream
With warm gratitude to Bob O’Hearn, a brilliant writer and constant inspiration.
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This image was captured many years ago. I hiked to the top of the hill behind our Sand Canyon home, and I had the overwhelming sensation that if I could just go a few feet higher, I could actually reach out and touch this delightful Strato Cumulus cloud. It was right there!
Wind carries cloud cover east.
Unstable moisture gathering weight.
Holding fast to the line.
There are 3 elements necessary in order for a rainbow to exist: rain, sunlight, and the aperture through which the rainbow is viewed. We are the aperture through which the universe views rainbows! You see, that is why we are here. We are the apertures through which the universe is manifested. There could be no greater purpose than this!
~ Jeff’s Garden Notebook
“When you see that ordinary mind is the Buddha mind, you can see that everyday life as it is, is the great thing. There is no difference between that and the divine mind.”
~Alan Watts
My Uncle, Southern Calvin Courtney passed on this morning. Southern was born in 1927 and lived 87 full and energetic years. He was an avid hiker and was familiar with every trail in the Sierra Nevada and Angeles Crest. Now he has moved on to his last adventure, into high country, whereabouts unknown. Happy trails my friend.
I shot this sunset, looking west from the hacienda this evening, November 1st, 2014.
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