your heart clear as crystal

connie gifford

 

The speech of the birds

and the voices of the insects are all

the secret of transmitting mind; the brilliance

of the flowers and colors of the grasses

are all writings on seeing

the Way.

 

To learn, it is necessary

to have your higher potential clarified

thoroughly and your heart clear as crystal.

Then you will find understanding

of mind whatever you

encounter.

 

Huanchu Daoren

 

live for your center, not your senses

greatness lives among us

 

The five

colors blind the eye.

The five tones deafen the ear.

The five flavors overwhelm

the palate.

 

Fancy things

get in the way of one’s growth.

Racing here and there, hunting for

this and that—good ways to

madden your mind,

that’s all.

 

Relinquish what is without.

Cultivate what is within.

Live for your center,

not your senses.

 

Tao te Ching of Lao Tzu

Chapter 12 

 

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the perfection of existence

dick van duijn

 

By seeing

all the way through

things we are able to perceive

the perfection of existence. The

foreground of mind is noisy chatter,

but by simply watching that with

discipline and perseverance, we

see it quiet. In its place arises

a vast, silent, illuminated

emptiness.

 

So

also with life.

The foreground is rife

with suffering and difficulty,

but by doing non-doing and

quietly observing, we

become aware of

its purity.

 

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the path to the buddha’s table

ansel adams

 

Life is a dream,

the years pass by like flowing waters.

Glamour and glory are  transient as autumn smoke;

what tragedy — for with the sun set deeply in the

west, still there are those lost among

paths of disillusionment.

 

Our heart

should be clear as ice.

Forget all the worldly nonsense.

Sit calmly, breathe quietly, heart bright

and spotless as an empty mirror.

This is the path to

the buddha’s

table.

 

Loy Ching-Yuen

the book of the heart