Tales from outer turnip head...

Tales from outer turnip head...

Sunday, June 12, 2016

A Buddhist Still Life... smiling

The "simple" things in life... 

A daughter performing on stage with seemingly no fear, and pulling it off with confidence and style...

A son digging deep in preparing for final exams to prove to himself and the rest of us watching that he can...

A brother and his family who does a less-than-24-hour turn-around visit from out of state just because they care...

Parents who are daily reminders of unconditional love and support, and what that looks like...

Friends—so many friends—who have been propping up, building up, an aging-man-turning-little-boy while he reinvents for himself the basics of living...

A walk down the street and seeing a rain glazed purple puff-ball of flower radiating in the setting sun...

Sipping a bitter macchiato at a museum after checking out some impressionists and others works of astounding beauty...

Listening to Love and Rockets and thinking "the simple things are so complicated"... 

The "good" Buddhist might say all this "just is" without value or reflection. This Buddhist says today, "It is good."... 

I guess I am a sucky Buddhist today, but I am smiling...




You cannot go against nature
Because when you do
Go against nature
It's part of nature too

Our little lives get complicated
It's a simple thing
Simple as a flower
And that's a complicated thing

No new tale to tell
No new tale to tell
No new tale to tell

My world is your world
People like to hear their names
I'm no exception
Please call my name
Call my name

No new tale to tell
No new tale to tell
No new tale to tell

No new tale to tell
No new tale to tell
No new tale to tell

When you're down
It's a long way up
When you're up
It's a long way down

It's all the same thing, no new tale to tell
It's all the same thing, no new tale to tell
It's all the same thing, no new tale to tell

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