A very random hand written journal entry

Im not sure what I was thinking when I wrote this haha. But it looks pretty ^.^
A very random hand written journal entry

Im not sure what I was thinking when I wrote this haha. But it looks pretty ^.^

“I grew up in a time of war. There was destruction all around – children, adults, values, a whole country. As a young person, I suffered a lot. Once the door of awareness has been opened, you cannot close it. The wounds of war in me are still not all healed. There are nights I lie awake and embrace my people, my country, and the whole planet with my mindful breathing.
Without suffering, you cannot grow. Without suffering, you cannot get the peace and joy you deserve. Please don’t run away from your suffering. Embrace it and cherish it. Go to the Buddha, sit with him, and show him your pain. He will look at you with loving kindness, compassion, and mindfulness, and show you ways to embrace your suffering and look deeply into it. With understanding and compassion, you will be able to heal the wounds in your heart, and the wounds in the world. The Buddha called suffering a Holy Truth, because our suffering has the capacity of showing us the path to liberation. Embrace your suffering, and let it reveal to you the way to peace”.
– Thich Nhat Hanh, in “The Heart of the Buddha’s Teaching”.
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Superior beings need the Dharma.
Without it, they are like lofty eagles
𑁋even though perched on the highest mountain tops,
they exist only to service their pride.
Average beings have need of the Dharma.
Without it, they are like snarling tigers
𑁋though possessing great power and courage,
they are obsessed only with their hunger.
OṂ ĀḤ GURU HASAVAJRA SARVASIDDHI HŪṂ
Inferior beings need the Dharma.
Without it, they are like sturdy mules
𑁋though they grasp countless possessions,
no wisdom or merit do they carry.
Beautiful beings have need of the Dharma.
Without it, they smile vacant and lovely,
always caring about appearances.
In time their illusory beauty fades.
OṂ ĀḤ GURU HASAVAJRA SARVASIDDHI HŪṂ
Older beings have need of the Dharma.
Without it, they are like old leaning trees.
Younger beings have need of the Dharma.
Without it, they are like a charging bull.
All children have need of the Dharma.
Without it, they will meet wrong views.
Every being has need of the Dharma.
Without it, we are blossomless trees.
OṂ ĀḤ GURU HASAVAJRA SARVASIDDHI HŪṂ
Those who want to live with meaning
should practice the Buddha’s teaching.
OṂ ĀḤ HŪṂ

Temple founded centuries ago helps out with unique modern ceremony in Osaka Prefecture.
Each year, monks from Shinguji, a temple in the town of Yao, Osaka Prefecture that was founded in the late 17th century, hold a massive funeral service. Last year’s ceremony was to celebrate and put to rest more than 50,000 individuals.
Thankfully, the ceremony wasn’t prompted by a natural disaster, tragic accident, or outbreak of disease. Instead, it was the latest iteration of what’s become a Yao tradition, the Doll Memorial Service.

The term “doll” here is used in a broad sense, as prayers for stuffed animals/plushies are also offered at the ceremony.
The Doll Memorial Service, organized by Yao funeral service company Hakkoden, has been being held on an annual basis for more than 20 years now. The idea for it came about when Hakkoden started getting inquires from local adult residents who had dolls and stuffed animals from their childhood that they were no longer playing with, but which they didn’t feel right just chucking in the trash like so much unsentimental fabric.
And so it came to be that Hakkoden began organizing a yearly memorial service, which is customarily held in the fall. The first year there were about 3,000 dolls, and in 2024 they received 50,000, as partially shown in the photo below.

The ceremony is held at Hakkoden’s Minami Uematsu funeral parlor, with the dolls and stuffed animals respectfully arranged at the front of the hall. As awareness of the event has spread, dolls have been submitted not only by residents of the town, but also from people living elsewhere in Osaka Prefecture and even in other parts of Japan. Dolls can be brought to the funeral parlor starting a week before the ceremony, and can now also be sent by mail to Hakkoden.

A strip of paper with a farewell message, chosen by the doll’s owner, is written on a strip of paper for each doll being memorialized, and incense can be offered for them as well. There is a fee for the service, which this year is 3,000 yen (US$20) per doll, in order to cover costs and also be put toward donations to local resident welfare programs.

This year’s Doll Memorial Service is scheduled for October 26
Source: PR Times
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Its good day for mindfulness plus unwind-full-bliss.
Nothing to find, no eye, no thought of shh… persists.
Remain focused! Dont let the monkey mind escape the lotus.
Come back monkey! You thought I wouldn’t notice!
Now have a seat. Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.
Recite these mantras, escape away with me.
Give me yer hand. Off to the pure land.
Mindful and monkey together… To serve the world now…

Each breath is a blessing, Resting your mind
Calming you and guiding you with ease
Every moment is taken with awareness of all sensations
Let the daily tasks of life become ones meditation
Always aware and returning to a breath of peace
If hungry? Eat. If tired? Sleep. Simplify life
For example… What possessions do we truly need?
To question is zen… To question is mindfulness
Ask yourself why one would cling to worldly possessions
But let not a possession cloud ones mind either
Return to your breath upon every reflection
To let go of ones worldly attachments will end the suffering
With everything being impermanent, why attach?
Choosing to move on with mindfulness and peace
Think of others and what you may have to offer them for their needs
A childhood saying… Do unto others what you wish done unto you
And after that thought, we return to the breath once again…
In… and out…
Focusing on the breath, let your thoughts come and go,
Do not dwell on them
Let the thought go…
In… and out…

I dream of the promise land; where peace abides
Mountains streamline across the sky
Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom
I am given help along my jouney
Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth
This is my path and it was always meant for me
Rebirth; Samsara
Or a heavenly Nirvana

Eyes transfixed on Buddha
I chant in Sanskrit
Return to center and emit a white light
Transmit across the atlas
Slow my breathing
Completely enveloped in my practice
Place the candles lit
Offerings for the path I follow
Bowing to them; I’m very thankful
For yesterday, today, tommorow
Close my eyes and listen
My karmatic conditions
Meditating a vision
Peace, love and forgiveness
Now; did I inherit
My past lifes merit
I feel blessed; until my death
I must share it
Thank you universe
Thank you for my buddha nature
Thank you for food and shelter
Thank you for now;
Thank you for later.
-Nina

Therapies in rhyme
Soon i will arise a year of sober eyes
Many tears i cried my brother overdosed i ask why
Im the one survived, perhaps i
Carry the torch, the earth scorches
I breathe deeply emptiness of emotions
Read the dhamma build my karma
Love life like the kamma sutra
I position munitions menouver
Vancouver my throne home for the millennia
Deaths wreek havoc on my familia
Meth, crack, down and alcohol
We all drowned sorrows so i build
For a better tomorrow
My auras ever change cause impermanence
This is the only permanent
I observe the shifts
Heres a tip
Cherish the single moment
And envision it as bliss
Nina
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