carpe diem

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…We

drove her aqua

Ford convertible into the country

with a sack of red apples. It was a perfect day

with her sun-brown legs and we threw ourselves into

the future together seizing the day. Fifty years later we hold each

other looking out the windows at birds, making dinner, a life

to live day after day, a life of dogs and children and the

far wide country out by rivers, rumpled by

mountains. So far the days keep

coming. Seize the day gently

as if you loved

her.

 

Jim Harrison

 

the king is dead, long live the king

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On

waking

after the accident I

was presented with the

“whole picture” as they say,

magnificently detailed, a child’s

diorama of what life appears to be:

staring at the picture I became drowsy

with relief when I noticed a yellow dot of light

in the lower right-hand corner. I unhooked the machines

and tubes and crawled to the picture, which turned out to be a

miniature tunnel at the end of which I could see mountains and stars

whirling and tumbling, sheets of emotions, vertical rivers, upside down

lakes, herds of unknown mammals, birds shedding feathers and 

regrowing them instantly, snakes with feathered heads eating

their own shed skins, fish swimming straight up, the

bottom of Isaiah’s robe, live whales on dry ground,

lions drinking from a golden bowl of milk,

the rush of night, and somewhere in

this the murmur of gods —

a tree-rubbing-tree music,

a sweet howl of water and

rock-grating-rock, fire

hissing from fissures,

the moon settled

comfortably on

the ground,

beginning

to roll.

 

Jim Harrison

beloved mentor, friend, guide

December 11, 1937 – March 26, 2016

 

The Theory and Practice of Rivers,

Legends of the Fall, Dalva,

The Road Home,

more

 

great bodhisattvas strive to liberate others

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Great bodhisattvas

arrive at consummate skill in means;

they are always concerned with the welfare of all

sentient beings, they do not reject the realm of common

ignorance, do not seek individual escape, do not cling to their own

happiness. They only strive to edify and liberate others; they are

able to enter and exit meditations and liberations, and have

attained mastery of all concentrations. They come

and go in birth and death as though

roaming through a park,

never getting sick

of it.

 

Avatamsaka Sutra