Blueserenity

Goes out,
comes back—
the love life of a cat.

Live the life like Zorba The Buddha.
Zorba is the foundation and Buddha is the palace. Buddha is the peak, but the foundation stones are laid by Zorba. It will be foolish to choose to be a Buddha without having the foundation stones.

Be absolutely mathematical about it: Zorba should be there a…[Read more]

Even with insects —
some can sing,
some can’t.

Have you ever tried to train a puppy? Our minds are like puppies, constantly reacting to things within and around us. “It’s essential to recognize that who you truly are is not that person who is constantly in reaction. You are the stillness between your thoughts.”

Everything that’s created com…[Read more]

Under the evening moon
the snail is
stripped to the waist.

Evening Symbolically, this cycle offers the most dramatic contrast between light and darkness, between consciousness and unconsciousness.
Waist is in the middle.

Shakyamuni’s life exemplifies a basic interpretation of the Middle Way as the path between two extremes, close to A…[Read more]

Mosquito at my ear —
does he think
I’m deaf?

This is how our ego respond.

For most people, ego becomes an issue only when someone has too much of it and is considered egotistical – and even then, a big ego is often equated with drive and success.
The situation is very different seen from the perspective of consciousness. The reason that Bud…[Read more]

All the time
I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes.

When he is awakening from unreal to real he is dropping his mind.

Vedanta is the awakening from unreal to real, from ignorance to bliss. It teaches that anything we can experience with our senses only exists in our mind, which also doesn’t exist. And yet, in realizing that n…[Read more]

The snow is melting
and the village
is flooded
with children.

Solid snow is melting and becoming water. Form is transform. Snow is taking new form which is very fresh. Freshness is always innocent like a child.

Love dances in the freshness of the unknown.

The unknown is the field of all possibilities in every moment of the present. And this is…[Read more]

New Year’s Day —
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average.

Ego needs always something special. When ego is drop you feel ordinary, average and non-resistance.

Nonresistance doesn’t necessarily mean doing nothing. All it means is that any “doing” becomes non-reactive. Remember the deep wisdom underlying the practice of Eastern martial a…[Read more]

Don’t worry, spiders,
I keep house casually.

We all are interconnected like a spider web, if you are happy, happiness spreads out in universe.

What is happiness and how can you spread it?
Happiness is when your life fulfils your needs. Quite simply, this means that you feel satisfied and fulfilled with everything in your life. Happiness is a f…[Read more]

Fever-felled half-way,
my dreams arose
To march again . . .
Into a hollow land

If we don’t live the life in totality we die in desire. When we die in desire we come back to this world again.

Even desire to become free or enlightened is just another craving for fulfillment or completion in the future. So don’t seek to become free or desire or “ac…[Read more]

See: surviving suns
visit the ancestral
grave . . . Bearded,
with bent canes.

Body become old and it is waiting for the death. Visiting the ancestral grave is to experience the silence of the grave. He is realizing his fear.

To fear death, gentlemen, is no other than to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not…[Read more]

If there were fragrance
these heavy snow-
flakes settling . . .
Lilies on the rocks

When you release your inner fragrance your consciousness grows been on the rocks of the mind, thoughts.

Maturity has a fragrance. It gives a tremendous beauty to the individual. It gives intelligence, the sharpest possible intelligence. It makes him nothing but…[Read more]

This snowy morning
that black crow
I hate so much . . .
But he’s beautiful!

We live in a world full of pairs of opposites: birth and death, joy and sorrow, victory and defeat, likes and dislikes, insult and praise, good and evil, and so on. In each pair, one cannot exist without the other. That is why if a child laughs too much, it is told to…[Read more]

No oil to read by . . .
I am off to bed
but ah! . . .
My moonlit pillow

Unease, anxiety, tension, stress, worry—all forms of fear—are caused by too much future, and not enough presence. Guilt, regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness, and all forms of non-forgiveness are caused by too much past, and not enough presence. In that mom…[Read more]

Cold first winter rain . . .
poor monkey,
you too could use
A little woven cape

Mind is like a monkey. As after the first rain of winter water freezes, in the deep meditation mind freezes.

WHAT IS MEDITATION?
Meditation is a technique for personal growth that has been practiced for thousands of years around the world with repeatable…[Read more]

Carven gods long gone . . .
dead leaves alone
foregather
On the temple porch

This Haiku says that our soul has left us long back. We are dead in living body. As we live into mind. This is temple porch. Just go inside of yourself, and you will meet your soul.

Once you come out of the mind, by and by you will become aware of millions of things in…[Read more]

First white snow of fall
just enough to bend
the leaves
Of faded daffodils.

In this haiku Zen master says we are too late to understand ourselves. Season when leaves had faded was long back but we were unconscious about that, now wake up.

It Is Time To Wake Up:
You have wasted too much valuable time, energy, opportunity already. But still there…[Read more]

Dry cheerful cricket
chirping, keeps
the autumn gay . . .
Contemptuous of frost.

As chilly winter nights cool the body, cricket may be looking for a way to warm up that doesn’t include turning up the heat. He is enjoying his inner warmth – love.

Remember, in our inmost being, we are all completely lovable because spirit is love. Beyond what a…[Read more]

Will we meet again
here at your
flowering grave . . .
Two white butterflies?

When person is going through death experience at that time simultaneously he experience life into death.

Death Is the Most Misunderstood Phenomenon
Death is the most misunderstood phenomenon. People have thought of death as the end of life. That is the first, basic…[Read more]

Now in sad autumn
as I take my
darkening path . . .
A solitary bird

Whenever we meet ourselves we find no object over there, just emptiness. As we are not familiar with our emptiness we feel like autumn, everything has fall apart. We compare that emptiness with darkness. But in reality it is full of life, silence.

Truth is a transcendence. Truth…[Read more]