Category Archives: Zen Gardener’s Notebook

Occasional observations and images from my life as a gardener, artist, and layman Zen practitioner.

Living with the unknown

This morning, I sat on the patio and thought about how all life on Earth follows the same path: birth, growth, flowering, seeding, decay, and death. This journey looks different for each form of life. Some are tiny, others as large as a forest. For some, the process takes centuries; for others, it happens in just minutes.

I reminded myself that humans are not the only life forms exempt from this path. We all follow the same journey as every other living thing. Even though we often see ourselves as separate or above the rest of nature, we are, at our core, just like all other life on Earth.

If we can truly see this simple truth, it might help us accept that we are just one part of the vast web of life. Life on Earth will probably continue long after the ‘Age of Man’ has passed. The real question is whether we can let go of our need for certainty and learn to live peacefully with the unknown.

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December 26, 2014

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Recently I awoke from a dream and found myself completely paralyzed. Although helpless to move I was still able to look directly ahead to the pillow on my cheek, the white, sun mottled wall beyond and the tan carpet below. I could hear voices in conversation behind me. I had no interest in what they were saying but the sound of their voices were familiar and reassuring. I began to force myself to move my legs, pulling with my mind as hard as I possibly could trying to will my paralyzed body into motion. As I struggled my mouth opened and I began to moan as a baby does when stirring from a nap. With this I woke up in my bed, my beloved sleeping next to me and the room filling with Sunday morning sunlight.

It was not at all stressful and when I arose I was in a perfect state of relaxation. Since then I find that I am frequently moving in and out of this dream we call the “waking world” as well.

I am seeing that within this waking dreamland I am powerless to move as well. I can only witness. Waking within this dream state is simply the complete realization that this too is a dream and total acceptance of my perfectly natural position as witness to the dream.

Which has led to the only logical conclusion, that’s why we are here in dreamland!

Dreamland_Exhibit_A“Witness to Dreamland; Exhibit A”
©2014 Jeff’s Zen Garden

The Practice

11/30/14
This morning there is a blessed light rain in the garden. I went out and swept around the drains in anticipation of the coming downpour. The mist on my face focused attention on the task and my hair is now pleasantly damp as I write. To find our work and ask for nothing more. This is the practice.

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Sky Cathedral

Sky-Cathedral_FramedLast weekend I was contemplating  a passage from Dudjom Rinpoche concerning meditation; “Whatever thoughts arise, let them arise. Do not follow after them and do not suppress them. If you ask “In that case, what should I do?” whatever objective phenomena arise, whatever appears, do not grasp phenomena’s appearing aspect, simply rest in a fresh state, like a small child looking inside a temple.”

As I looked to the west from my garden I beheld this stunning fiery sunset and was taken by the feeling that I was that small child looking inside a temple.

I didn’t need it but I had a little creative fun and added the Cathedral to amplify the vision… that’s my nature!

 

Rainbow Aperture

Rainbow-Aperture“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 though which the universe is manifested. There could be no greater purpose than this!”   ~ Jeff’s Garden Notebook

 

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Pay attention now.
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

Southern’s Sunset 11/1/14

SouthernsSunset11_1_14My 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.