
Here I am
Black; in the deep dark depths of emptiness
There is also luminous white light;
And I am there too…
Phosphorescencent in the dark ocean depths
I am A yin and a yang that spins in perfect balance;
Complete…
-Nina

Here I am
Black; in the deep dark depths of emptiness
There is also luminous white light;
And I am there too…
Phosphorescencent in the dark ocean depths
I am A yin and a yang that spins in perfect balance;
Complete…
-Nina

Very big piece. 2 ft by 2 ft. Done as fast as I could. About 20 minutes. 🙂
Consciousness (mind and mentation) is “the stuff” what we mistake to be subject and object, me and mine, us and things. There is no substantial me, mine, us, things, but only internal representations in our experience.
When you see a movie, the actors and the scenery are not there in the theater. They are images on film, projected on a screen. These images look like various persons and things, but they are all “made” of the same stuff: light and shadow.
In the same way, our every experience is only in and of consciousness, taking the form of (transforming into) subject and object, self and beings, phenomena and their characteristics. Our experience is never extra-mental. It is always internal.
Source: Projections

Instead of what you need; what about what you do not?
In a world of depressive materialism; poverty and pollution
I dont intent to tread on trend; pretenders I severed an end
Theres a fine line drawn in the sand; trampled
Without mindful intent; a spiritual glance
What is the zen and the trance; compassion enhanced
And when does my third eye open; to notice what controls my emotions
Carefully ponder; what I do and what I do not need
Eat, sleep and breathe
Clothing and shelter and ease
Calming peace and honourable deeds
No harm. No foul.
What I do. And what I do not need.
-Nina
Now, while there is freedom to act,
I should always present a smiling face
and cease to frown and grimace.
The first to extend my hand in kindness,
I shall be a friend to the whole world.
—Shantideva, Bodhisattvacaryavatara
Masterpiece and Spontaneity
A master calligrapher was writing some characters onto a piece of paper. One of his especially perceptive students was watching him. When the calligrapher was finished, he asked for the student’s opinion – who immediately told him that it wasn’t any good. The master tried again, but the student criticized the work again.
Over and over, the calligrapher carefully redrew the same characters, and each time the student rejected it. Finally, when the student had turned his attention away to something else and wasn’t watching, the master seized the opportunity to quickly dash off the characters. “There! How’s that?,” he asked the student. The student turned to look. “THAT…. is a masterpiece!” he exclaimed.
Meanings: “Originality is what makes each of us a masterpiece. Don’t stick to the same old way of doing things.”
“Stop thinking and just do what’s natural for you, instead of what’s expected. Some of our best work is done when we least expect it.”
“You can’t perform perfectly under the watch of critical eyes. When you don’t force perfection, it happens by itself, spontaneously. Great things happen when you least suspect it.”
“Whenever you watch over someone you make them self-conscious and uncreative. It’s like trying to teach a child. If you let them alone they will usually figure it out themselves and it will be great.” – See
I will practice coming back to the present moment, not letting regrets and sorrow drag me back into the past, or letting anxieties, fears, or cravings pull me out.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh Zen, Tao, Chan …
Here and There;
Post by Tashi Nyima
As a river, when full, must flow
and reach and fill the distant plain,
so what is given here, indeed,
will reach and bless the beings there.
As water on a mountain top
must soon descend and fill the plain,
so what is given here, indeed,
will reach and bless the beings there.
—Buddha Shakyamuni, Nidhikanda Sutta, Khuddakapatha
Source: Here and There
Learn this from the river’s flow
in mountain cleft and chasm:
the rivulets gush loudly,
the great stream moves silently.
Empty things boom loud.
The full are ever quiet.
The fool is like an empty pot;
the sage is full.
—Buddha Shakyamuni
Source: Empty & Full
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