Quote for Today: Bashõ
Falling upon earth, Pure water spills from the cup Of the camellia. — Bashõ Image: The camellia’s tears, Katherine McDaniel, 2019
Falling upon earth, Pure water spills from the cup Of the camellia. — Bashõ Image: The camellia’s tears, Katherine McDaniel, 2019
We sleep, allowing gravity to hold us, allowing Earth- our larger body- to recalibrate our neurons, composting the keen encounters of our waking hours (the tensions and terrors of our …
All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, …
If we are looking for insurance against want and oppression, we will find it only in our neighbors’ prosperity and goodwill and, beyond that, in the good health of …
Soul has been demoted to a new-age spiritual fantasy or a missionary’s booty, and nature has been treated, at best, as a postcard or a vacation backdrop or, more commonly, …
“Ah, this delicious night air,” she said, luxuriously sniffing in the coolness. “Night air and gardening are the great tonics. There is nothing so stimulating as bare contact with rich …
Humans react profoundly to images of places, natural or man-made. Why are we moved by locations we have never visited? From the mystical glow of the Aurora Borealis to the …
Digging To-day I think Only with scents,- scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot’s seed, And the square mustard field; Odours that rise When the spade …
All things on this creation exist within you, and all things in you exist in creation; there is no border between you and the closest things, and there is no distance …
But when the fairy sang, the whole world listened to him. Stephen felt clouds pause in their passing; he felt sleeping hills shift and murmur; he felt cold mists dance. …
