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Blessed for a reason. – Nina

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Be blessed today: With courage to overcome and knowledge to build this day up as something to remember. That you’re day has the essence of love and smiling comfort surrounding you “peace” , and to feel creative and experience fresh new outlooks and ideas. Believe in yourself, believe in your dreams and fantasies. Explore your inner self, your Devine self and the meaning of why you are here.

-Nina

Today.

I hope that who’s reading this; unto them be blessed today:

With courage to overcome and knowledge to build this day up as something to remember

That you’re day has the essence of love and smiling comfort surrounds you

To feel creative and experience fresh new outlooks and ideas

I want you to believe in yourself, believe in your dreams and fantasies

Explore your inner self, your Devine self and the meaning of why you are here

I want you to trust the universe and to know:

Everything is going to be okay.

Looking down. – Nina

I often look down as I walk

not because I am ashamed

I want to see my feet placed upon the earth for that one moment

Feeling my foots friction against the earth, vibrations

I will never take this step again

Every step in life, you may only take once

To live in and appreciate every step for as beautiful or as dark as it may be;

I am in this moment.

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Tea . A Zen Story; rewritten by Nina

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A Buddhist monk who studied and meditated on the teachings of Buddha for over a decade wanted to speak with an enlightened one who dwelled alone in a small temple high in the mountains. He prepared for his journey eager to hear his teaching. After 7 days of rigorous hiking he reached the temple.

The master greeted him and welcomed him inside. The master put some tea on to boil and they sat in silence. The monk became very eager and unsettled in not hearing his teaching. The master poured the tea and sat with the monk. The monk didn’t drink his tea and began questioning his master of Buddha.

The master replied.. “You have studied Buddhism for 20 years and can not simply enjoy this cup of tea?” The monk wept…. as another step to enlightenment lay under his feet….

Nina Yin

My Journey. My Zazen. Studies n Poetry.

Misty rain on Mount Lu
And waves surging in Che-chiang;
When you have not yet been there,
Many regret you surely have;

But once there and homeward you send,
How matter of fact things look!

Misty rain on Mount Lu
And waves surging in Che-chiang….

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Samsara: Birth and Death.

Buddhist scriptures have it, the darkness of the cave itself turns into enlightenment when a torch of spiritual insight burns. Darkness and enlightenment are not two separate things. Is life not as we live it, cut into pieces by recklessly applying the murderous knife of intellectual surgery?

::::::My robe is torn, shreds hanging and blowing in the wind::::::::::

Whatever this is, there is one thing in this connection which we can never afford to lose sight of – that is, the peace of poverty (for peace is only found in poverty) moral ground. Zen is quite emphatic in this mystic flight, comes from fighting the battle of life courageously and undauntingly.

Written by Nina Shade Vestergaard taken from Zen Buddhism organized by D.T. Suzuki and the teachings of ancient zen master Pai-Chang Nieh-P’an.

Peace upon you all.