I think this has become my most favorite word, and I owe it to Quercuscommunity who got it from John Clare (quoted on the Quercuscommunity page): And coy bumbarrels, twenty in a drove, Flit down the hedgerows in the frozen plain And hang on little twigs and start again. John Clare – Emmonsail’s Heath in Winter I may … Continue reading
Enlightenment is always sudden. It is grace; when the conditions are right, it happens. But the path leading up to that moment is gradual. We practice, we create the field, we prepare the ground, and the mind eventually opens suddenly and spontaneously…’The mind is radiant, shining, glowing forth; but it is stained by the defilements that … Continue reading
(No, I didn’t take this photo. All the ones I took of my mob were crap. But same principle, except multiply the birds by at least three, add a few waiting in the wings in trees and underneath the feeder. But minus the snow. More of these wonderful photos can be found at http://www.squidoo.com/royalty-free-bird-photos and were taken … Continue reading