
Downunder it’s summer. Outside our front door the temperature hit 29 degrees C (84F) with 80+ percent humidity yesterday. That’s flower power!
January 29th, 2006 Comments Off

Downunder it’s summer. Outside our front door the temperature hit 29 degrees C (84F) with 80+ percent humidity yesterday. That’s flower power!
January 27th, 2006 Comments Off
January 27th, 2006 Comments Off

There is an innocence here — young monk, clean-shaven head, monk robes and a new life.
January 27th, 2006 Comments Off
One of my favourite sayings comes from the 14th-century Tibetan Dzogchen master Long Chen Pa. I was reminded of his words today as I sat here thinking of my friend; sitting legs crossed, back straight and eyes closed. He meditates 8-10 hours a day — because that’s what you do at a three year Buddhist retreat.
Since everything in life
is but an experience
perfect in being
what it is,
having nothing to do
with good or bad,
acceptance or rejection,
one may well
burst out in laughter.~ Long Chen Pa
January 26th, 2006 Comments Off

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 — January 29, 1963)
Robert Frost was great American poet who received four Pulitzer Prizes. ‘The Road Not Taken’ was published in 1916.
I know, this is hardly an original, unique or fresh post. What can I say, I was hunting around and the words, ‘I took the road less traveled by and that has made all the difference’, popped into my head. I couldn’t remember the poem, or if the line was correct — which it wasn’t. Anyway, I found the complete poem and decided to put in up on the blog were I can find it again. So please be kind, after all it is a nice poem.
by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
January 26th, 2006 Comments Off
Pick-up time in Chengdu, China. The only difference I can see is that around here the kid would have been picked up from school in a 4WD and it seems, you can’t talk on a mobile phone and ride your push-bike at the same time.
January 26th, 2006 Comments Off
I saw this yesterday while walking the dog. I took the snapshot because the rusting pipe reminded me of how things come and go. How something can one day be functional and the next rusted-out. I don’t find that sad or scary — it just sort of is!