a full time artist, stepmother, radio personality, and mom to an energetic Chug dog tries to get through the days without committing a felonious act. My life is a rickety Zen circus.
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a full time artist, stepmother, radio personality, and mom to an energetic Chug dog, tries to get through the days without committing a felonious act. My life is a rickety Zen circus.
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Saturday, September 09, 2006
wabi sabi
think on this: Wabi-sabi is a beauty of things imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete. the next time you're taking a walk, notice.....the smell of coming autumn - that mossy, composty, nutty smell, mix in some pine sap - when you get to that one spot where it's all earthsmell, stop for a minute - inhale. savor the smell, soon to be hidden under a cloak of blue/white crystals, sleeping for a time. now, how does it make you feel? write it down maybe. doesn't have to be Nobel quality. don't think - just jot. words, phrases, memories. now walk on....are the leaves changing? falling? are they wet and slippery on the ground? crunchy? what colors are they? red? what shade of red? is the sun lighting them, or is it cloudy? droplets of dew/rain on them? notice them. memorize them. write it, on paper or just your heart. wabisabi - impermanent. walk on. what do you see? an acorn dangling from a bare tree limb, waving in the breeze ever so slightly saying goodbye to summer or hello to autumn? watch the squirrels gathering nuts, making spirals up a tree...they call and fuss at other squirrels. the sound of the birds, restless to get on with their long migration - gathering here, then there. geese in practice formations squawking direction and order and cadences as they make yet another flight, new family members in tow. wabisabi...the sounds, the smells, the sights.....impermanent, imperfect, incomplete - each needing the other, each guiding the other through the cycle of life....the earth rotates causing less sun hours causing chilly air causing migratory birds to migrate and leaves to change and fall causing the loamy earthy smell reminding us that the earth has completed another cycle of life. wabi sabi - impermanent, imperfect, incomplete. the same spot, same time tomorrow will be different, i promise. you'll have to keep checking to see if i'm right. write it down. on paper or just your heart. L.
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