According to Buddha
I don’t really believe anything I say. Because the nature of my work concerns the spaces between the words, rather than the words themselves.
jump in, let’s go
lay back, enjoy the show
everybody gets high, everybody gets low,
these are the days when anything goes
everyday is a winding road
i get a little bit closer
everyday is a faded sign
i get a little bit closer to feeling fine
***
on the way to the vegetable farm Carbondale, Alberta ~ August 2020
According to Buddha
Our sorrows and wounds are healed only when we touch them with compassion.
so if they call you
embrace them
if they hold you
erase them
’cause it might’ve been something, who’s to say?
does it help to get lost in yesterday?
***
yesterday just after dark ~ Etown ~ August 2020
According to Buddha
Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.
they know from the past
life simply doesn’t last
so they live for today
for tomorrow they may
not be able to walk in the skies
sun slips into horizon
moon reaches for the stars
***
clouds. ethereal forms. etown ~ August 2020
According to Buddha
There is a Zen story about a man riding a horse that is galloping very quickly. Another man, standing alongside the road, yells at him, “Where are you going?” and the man on the horse yells back, “I don’t know. Ask the horse.” I think that is our situation. We are riding many horses that we cannot control.
the bright horses have broken free from the fields
they are horses of love, their manes full of fire
they are parting the cities, those bright burning horses
and everyone is hiding, and no one makes a sound
***
sweet horses ~ Free Rein Ranch ~ Lamont, Alberta ~ July 2019
According to Buddha
You walk down the street and you’re somebody; you dress like somebody; your face looks like somebody. Everybody is reinforcing their structure of the universe over and over again and you meet [each other] like two huge things meeting. We enter into these conspiracies. You say, I’ll make believe you are who you think you are if you make believe I am who I think I am.
this blue eye perceives all things conjoined…the past, the future, and the present. everything flows and all is connected. this eye is not merely seen reality—it is touching the truth
there is nothing to fear
yeah
listen to me
***
protest = humans trying to explain the inexplicable ~ Calgary AB ~ July 2020
According to Buddha
The quieter you become, the more you can hear.
so easy, so easy, so easy
who are you?
da dee da da dee da doo
***
yesterday, just after dark…sunrise ~ Etown ~ July 2020
According to Buddha
Be courageous and discipline yourself.
Work. Keep digging your well.
Don’t think about getting off from work.
Submit to a daily practice.
Your loyalty to that is a ring on the door.
Keep knocking, and the joy inside
will eventually open a window
and look out to see who’s there.
who can it be knocking at my door?
best off if you hang outside
don’t come in, i’ll only run and hide
who can it be now?
who can it be now?
who can it be now?
who can it be…
***
starseed at the seaside ~ White Rock, B.C. ~ June 2020
According to Buddha
If I go into the place in myself that is love, and you go into the place in yourself that is love, we are together in love. Then you and I are truly in love, the state of being love. That’s the entrance to oneness.
pictures in my mind
i’m seeing things i’ve never seen
***
rainy walk at Cleveland Dam, Capilano River in North Vancouver, BC
According to Buddha
Your heart is the size of an ocean. Go find yourself in its hidden depths.
all of these lines
will all be erased soon
they go out with the tide
then come back with the waves
it’s only the ocean and you
***
west beach in White Rock, BC ~ June 2020
