This Is A Pleasure To Treasure

 

Miss Pineapple Lily, 

I greet you today as you begin to bloom.

It is thrilling you are here now,

after years of disappearing

and my annual peering, into the long leaves

looking for, where you were before.

 

Some years you show,

but mostly I never know.

I just wait and see

what treasures may, briefly, come to be.

 

 

A Morning Glory Morning

 

As I go by, beneath the cloudy sky,

I see there is bright beauty,

there, for all the world to see,

and indeed, 

great colour, joy and spontaneity. 

 

 

Sunflowers For The Earth and Sky

 

This year of 2022, sees me seeing you.

I feel silent.  I feel slow, but always I know.

This carries me

when I am calling for a lift...... 

"I am not a body, I am free.

For I am still as God created me." *

Workbook Lesson 215 - A Course In Miracles*

 

I have many more Summer flowers to share.

Just give me a day or two.... to bring them to you. 

Greetings for February, Blessings and Love

 

Remembering Thich Nhat Hanh - 1926 - 2022

I see the beloved monk now, in every sunflower blooming in my home garden. I see him walking in meditation with a each and every flower.

In memory of Vietnamese Zen Buddhist Monk, Thich Nhat Hanh - 1926 to  21 January, 2022

In his book, At Home in the World, published in 2016, Nhat Hanh addressed his inevitable death. He wrote:

This body of mine will disintegrate, but my actions will continue me… If you think I am only this body, then you have not truly seen me. When you look at my friends, you see my continuation. When you see someone walking with mindfulness and compassion, you know he is my continuation. I don’t see why we have to say “I will die,” because I can already see myself in you, in other people, and in future generations.

Even when the cloud is not there, it continues as snow or rain. It is impossible for the cloud to die. It can become rain or ice, but it cannot become nothing. The cloud does not need to have a soul in order to continue. There’s no beginning and no end. I will never die. There will be a dissolution of this body, but that does not mean my death.

I will continue, always.

The above quote, taken from "Lions Roar" Buddhist Journal.www.lionsroar.com