The Everness of Zen

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“Everness”  |  Anthony Satori

Strive to find happiness, gratitude, and inspiration in whatever good you may have in your life, right here, right now.  This is the Everness of Zen.

[a poem]

There is no need to hurry to get there,

because there is only more here waiting there.

There is always more beauty in life when you love,

because even all becomes more when it’s shared.

There is no need to look too far forward or back,

because only now holds the essence of everness.

Find pleasure and calm in your presence of mind,

and your life won’t get lost into neverness.

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Walden: Life in the Woods

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“Walden House”  |  Anthony Satori

“My dwelling was small, and I could hardly entertain an echo in it; but it seemed larger for being a single apartment and remote from neighbors.”

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“Walden House II (Interior)”  |  Anthony Satori

“All the attractions of a house were concentrated in one room; it was kitchen, chamber, parlor, and keeping-room; and whatever satisfaction [one may] derive from living in a house, I enjoyed it all.”

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“Walden House III”  |  Anthony Satori

“The snow had already covered the ground… and surrounded me suddenly with the scenery of winter.  I withdrew yet farther into my shell, and endeavored to keep a bright fire both within my house and within my breast.”

— Henry David Thoreau  (Walden: Life in the Woods, 1854)

How To Fly

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“How to Fly”  |  Anthony Satori

“When you get to the end of all the light you know and it’s time to step into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things shall happen: either you will be given something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly.”

— Edward Teller

I Do Not Know Its Name

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“Golden”  |  Anthony Satori

“There was something undifferentiated and yet complete, which existed before Heaven and Earth.  Soundless and formless, it depends on nothing and does not change.  It may be considered the mother of the universe.  I do not know its name;  I call it Tao.”

— Lao Tzu

This week was the start of the Lunar New Year.  Kung xi fa cai, everyone! (A wish for happiness and prosperity.)  Cheers!

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Wonder and Sunlight

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“Exuberance”  |  Anthony Satori

[a poem]

Today I sang, I saw beauty, I spoke poetry, I felt joy.

I held wonder and sunlight in my open hands, until they overflowed.

And then I set out in search of you, to share the treasures I’d found.

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The Fountain of Good

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“Winter Flowers”  |  Anthony Satori

“Look within.  Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig.”

— Marcus Aurelius

I’ve always been fascinated with, and delighted by, flowers that bloom at night, or in the heart of winter.  I find the mere existence of such joyfully contrarian and ebullient elements in nature to be both refreshing and inspiring.  Winter-blooming flowers are truly demonstrating what it means to dig into one’s own innate “fountain of good,” and to create one’s own most pure and natural beauty from within one’s own true self.

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After The Rain

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“After the Rain”  |  Anthony Satori

Not long after the fires were gone, the rain came, bringing renewed fertility to the earth.  Grass began to grow again on the floor of the valley.  Wide expanses of bright green blades began to sprout up, rising literally from the ashes, like a phoenix from the flame, like a second springtime in the heart of December. 

Soon to follow, out from the hills, there ventured a small family of deer, timidly exploring the newly lush landscape.  They explored shyly at first, but quickly grew confident and eager, feeling an intense hunger arise from within them.  It was not long before they abandoned all restraint and feasted ravenously on the freshly grown grass until they could eat no more.

Given even the slightest chance, life always finds a way.

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