After a month of dutifully trying to come up with something creative, interesting, wierd, unusual, or at least not unappetising for every day of November, I look forward to saying something only when and if it is worth saying.
NaBloPoMo made me pay a little more attention to the world around me, including a friend who inspired me to emulate her participation in this Tantalus experience. I found it to be a manageable commitment, and at times it was interesting and useful. But the main reasons for this blog are to show some of the things I see around me, to discuss subjects related to the Atlantic Provinces and Canada in the world, and occasionally to express thoughts or feelings that may be worth sharing. It is not to spout off every day. For the next little while I shall cultivate a modicum of thoughtful silence.
Write when the Muse strikes you, and in the meantime consider these these two koans and a Sufi teaching:
- A monk asked Fuketsu: `Without speaking, without silence, how can you express the truth?’
- Fuketsu observed: `I always remember spring-time in southern China. The birds sing among innumerable kinds of fragrant flowers.’
- Two monks were watching a flag flapping in the wind. One said to the other, “The flag is moving.”
The other replied, “The wind is moving.”
Huineng overheard this. He said, “Not the flag, not the wind; mind is moving.”
- The Ways of God are as many as the breaths of Human beings. Traditional Sufi Saying