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I’ve started a new blog over at http://woodenzen.blogspot.com/. It is an experiment. My intent currently is to post about Zen, to make them short, personal, intimate, sort of like a bubble floating on top of a stream. Here we go… so join me if you dare!

Thanks to my twitter friend Patti Digh, I came across Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah and a couple sweet covers. Here are the relevant youtube links. Each about 6 minutes long.

I’ve come to see this as a sweet and sexy love song. Honest and intimate in a way that I aspire to. Thank you Jikan.


“Hallelujah” Leonard Cohen

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Journal entry for today.
http://www.tompeters.com/entries.php?note=006635.php

Tom Peters on “The Single Most Important Thing” turns out to be two. Meditation and 4 item to-do list EVERY MORNING! Got the first part down, now on to the second.

Note to Will, start a 4 item todo list and put it in front of you each day. Things to include are important work commitments, blogging, relationship stuff, woodworking goals, technology, life work. Things to exclude, time wasters, shopping lists, frivolous Internet distractions, appointments, etc. Seems like two lists are called for. The 4 item “Single Most Important Thing” list and a combo appointment/shopping/errand list. Mixing these two list has been my method and now I see that may be my problem with consistency. If the list doesn’t have important things on it or too many items from the appointment/shopping/errand category, the list losses its power.

Even just the process of setting the todo list and setting the priorities will be skillful. As Tom Peters says, what is left off of the list list is just as important as what is included. That helps in understanding the importance of culling dead, negative and unhelpful activities from the list. Onward!

Wordle: Shodoka - Song of Freedom

Wordle image of Shodoka  Creative Commons License

Sad news. Feb. 2, 2009 Chan Master Sheng-Yen passed from this life. I never met him yet was deeply touched by his teaching. Last year I spent many weeks with good friends, looking at the Chan text called “Shodoka” or variously “Song of Freedom” or “Song of Enlightenment”. Master Sheng-yen’s commentary in his book “The Sword of Freedom” illuminated the text clearly. Below is his “death poem”.

without busy affairs, I grow old
empty within, i have both laughter and tears
originally, there was no I,
therefore, both life and death can be cast aside.

Snake River Canyon

Water Music        
by Robert Creeley

The words are a beautiful music.
The words bounce like in water.

Water music,
loud in the clearing

off the boats,
birds, leaves.

They look for a place
to sit and eat–

no meaning,
no point.

To be moved by simple thing is the greatest blessing. To have good health is the greatest blessing. To share life’s journey with the ones you love, is the greatest blessing.

Cutting Boards and Wooden Spoons

There is a lot to be thankful for. Here is a short list.

  • My sweetheart’s companionship
  • Boykan the wonder dog
  • A warm (in many ways) home
  • Work that is interesting, challenging and contributes
  • Health and well being
  • A rich spiritual life
  • The time to work with wood
  • Living in a technological age
  • Woods to walk in
  • Friends to meet with

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These quotes came from “How to Cook Your Life : Dogen’s classic Instructions  for the Zen Cook with commentary by Kosho Ucyiyama Roshi”. They really bowled me over.

In Zen, “…we learn to live out completely that Self that settles upon itself… When I usethe term Self, I am not referring to some fixed entity; the Self is life and life is functioning. Functioning means activity which works toward the world in which the Self lives. When I talk of a “Self settling upon itself,” do not interpret this to mean a withdrawing and escaping from society. On the contrary, this expression means that your life manifests itself as life. It is a Self that works to settle or bring composure to everything you encounter in our life. ”

“Merely to study Buddhist thought and philosophy through books, or to do zazen only to become entranced by satori as some rapturous and esoteric state of mind without actually putting our bodies to work in our day-to-day lives as taught in (Tenzo Kyokun), leaves grave doubts as to whether we have any idea at all of live out the what it means to truly buddhadharma.”

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Dungeon

     
He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon.
I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into
the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow.

I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand
lest a least hole should be left in this name;
and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being.

Rabindranath Tagore

Fall is here.
The rains have started.
The days are much shorter now.
The winter wheat planting has started.
Mr. Moose has been around looking for Mrs. Moose.

 
As Calvin of Calvin & Hobbes said, day by day nothing seems to change, but pretty soon everything’s different.
Including us.

Clearly we are living in troubled times. How we are is a reflection of how we act. The last part in the Buddha’s teaching called The Five Remembrances is “my actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground on which I stand.”  Finding a way to act that is helpful can be a challenge. I don’t have any answers. Silence is my teacher.

“It has been a troubling week. People keep asking me what they should be doing. My advice is still the same: get out of debt … and invest in learning — spend your time and money learning essential capacities that will make you resilient no matter what … Learn how to grow and make and fix and maintain your own stuff, and do so in community with people you love and trust (contrary to the old western movies, loners perish, while people with strong caring networks do well). Buy goods that are more durable, even if they cost more. Buy less. Value your money less and your time and relationships more. And pace yourself … the Long Emergency has clearly, now, begun.”

Dave Pollard How to Save the World

Quote from the famous Dan Price — Small sketch from beginner Will Simpson

Dear Dan,

Dan, you are an inspiration. Thanks for putting your Moonlight Chronicles online! Yahooo! I applaud your effort to save the trees. I sure hope this method works for you. It sure is nice getting a daily dose of the adventures of the Moonlight Chronicles.

A big fan.
Will

Snake River Brakes

Confluence of the Grande Ronde and the Snake Rivers
Oregon, Washington and Idaho

I’ve become more and more aware that the quality of life is a reflection of the focus of attention. Also, attention and intention seem to be deeply related. When an intention is expressed, attention is naturally directed towards it. Clarifying intentions focuses attention. Focused attention is quality of life. From a Zen perspective, attention doesn’t lead to a good life — attention is life!
 
Dave Pollard is a creative being who, by sharing his intentions, has motivated me to look closer at my intentions. Dave has put aside the notion of “the resolution” and taken up expressing his intentions, ten every 6 months. He has developed a three step process for clarifying and stating these intentions.  
 

So preparing the Intention List becomes a three step exercise:
 
   1. What is your intention, in order to become who you really are, and be and do what you were intended to?
   2. What’s holding you back? What obstacle is blocking you from realizing that intention?
   3. What One Thing will you do remove or work around that obstacle?
 
So, for example:
 
   1. I intend to learn to be present, live in the moment, be aware, attentive, appreciative.
   2. I am blocked from doing this by my inability to quiet my mind and avoid distractions.
   3. The One Thing I will do to remove that obstacle is to study and practice meditation, regularly and diligently.

 
Dave’s experience with this has pointed him to the notion of the “One Thing”. Often our intentions are a bit nebulous in just how we are going to actualize them. Identifying just one thing that is an obstacle to success then putting attention on the obstacle’s antidote creates movement. Don’t get hung up on “The One Thing”. It can be a trap where we feel we have to come up with the best or right one thing.  There can be lots of blocks and each has an antidote. The idea is to pick one block and focus on the antidote. If the first one doesn’t work pick something another.  
 
So enough jabbering about the process and here are my intentions.  
 

  • Evolve to become more attentive to the present moment, more attuned with those around me, more expressive of gratitude, more aware of where my attention is focused, and more conversational.
  • Move more.
  • Live simpler by owning less, consuming less, desiring less, doing less, and having more fun.
  • Develop my creativity by playing in the woodshop.
  • Reduce ‘screen time’ — increase ‘nature time’. With what screen time remains, focus on sharing by + blogging, + posting photography, + help on #ubuntu, + Zen shanga website support, and + raven communication.
  • Mentor myself at work to apply professional development techniques including improved delegation, improved training, improved documentation and practice “one kind thing”.

 
Well, there you have it. My attempt to bare myself a little more nakedly. I’ve ordered these intentions by relative importance to me and I have been vague about how I’ll actualize them.  
 
Now I can start the process of looking at each one and see if I can identify ‘one thing’ that blocks these intentions from existence and coming up with an antidote.
 
I’m not worried that I only have six intentions. I feel I’ve thought pretty big here. What a ride this would be if the blocks for my six little intentions where dissolved.  I feel free to modify, add or drop any intention at any time. I’m not stuck on reviewing these in 6 months or a year, in fact, a much more frequent, even weekly, review and reset will keep my intention in the focus of my attention.

twins.jpg

1968                                                                     2008

It is hard for me to remember my past. When confronted with pictures, something is stirred but not very strongly. I don’t see a resemblance between the two pictures above. Physiologically, there is nothing left of the person from 1968. Every cell in that body has long since died and has been regenerated many times over. So many brain synapses have been broken and so many new ones established. My present memories of 1968 are so faint as to be almost non-existent.

Yet that little boy is in me.