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Korean slang number for “I Love You”

In Alberta, Art, Buddhist philosophical concepts, by Hedy Bach, Colour photography, Emotion, Flora, Foto, Fotografia, Fotos, FujiX100s, Imagemaker, Macro, Photography on 2016/08/03 at 05:00

According to Buddha

If you eat your dinner and then run, you won’t be able to enjoy what you’ve eaten; you may only get indigestion. But if you rest afterwards, you will find that this is the best time to enjoy the effects of your meal.

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long time
i’ve been waiting a long time
long enough
you got the song
you got the dance
you got the inspiration
you got it all palm of your hand
i got the rolling wheel
the sun is gonna shine again
the sun is gonna shine again

***

handmade ice pops ~ Edmonton ~ Alberta ~ July 2016

CDXLIII

In Alberta, Architecture, Buddhist philosophical concepts, by Hedy Bach, Colour photography, Emotion, Fotografia, Learning, Outsider view, Photography, sloppy buddhist, Visual story telling on 2016/03/06 at 05:00

According to Buddha

Smile, breathe and go slowly.

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but love will come set me free.
love will come set me free, i do believe.
love will come set me free, i know it will.
love will come set me free, yes.

***

Sikh temple Nanaksar Ji ~ Edmonton ~ February ~ 2016.

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In Black and White Photography, by Hedy Bach, Colour photography, FujiX100s, Landmarks, Street photography on 2015/03/25 at 07:00

According to Buddha

It is for the betterment of both man and woman that the woman should be given every freedom and equal opportunity for her individuality. Then there will be a sense of humour. And the woman can laugh more gracefully than man, she has every potential for it – but it is repressed, condemned, criticized. She has lived a life of such misery that you cannot hope that she will show some sense of humour.

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yes, yes, yes

*** Katz’s Deli ~ NYC ~ February 2015.

33rd prime number

In Age, Body, Books, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Emotion, Feminisms, feminist theory, FujiFilm X100, Learning, Lifestyle, Music, Organizing, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Street photography, Travel, Truth, Women and Fiction, Women's independence, Words of music, Writing on 2012/11/29 at 16:00

according to Buddha

Love is the absence of judgment.

now i’m sitting here,
sipping at my ice cold beer, lazing on a sunny afternoon.

***

* in the summertime somewhere in East London, UK

thirty-first distinct biprime

In Age, Art, Body, Books, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Emotion, Feminisms, feminist theory, iPhone photography, Landscape, Learning, Lifestyle, Mobile photography, Music, Organizing, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Truth, Women and Fiction, Women's independence, Words of music, Writing on 2012/07/01 at 08:00

according to Buddha

But this is like some sort of sweet fruit: even though the fruit is sweet we must rely on contact with and experience of that fruit before we will know what the taste is like. Now that fruit, even though no-one tastes it, is sweet all the same. But nobody knows of it. The Dhamma of the Buddha is like this. Even though it’s the truth it isn’t true for those who don’t really know it. No matter how excellent or fine it may be it is worthless to them.

wild cherries

LXXXIV

In Age, Body, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Canada, Emotion, Feminisms, feminist theory, Humour, Learning, Lifestyle, Music, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Travel, Truth, Uncategorized, Women and Fiction, Women's independence, Writing on 2012/04/19 at 08:00

according to Buddha

What happens to the drop of wine? That you pour into the sea?

Does it remain itself, unchanged? It is as if it never existed.

So it is with the soul: Love drinks it in, It is united with Truth, Its old nature fades away, It is no longer master of itself.

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strawberries, cherries and an angel’s kiss in spring
my summer wine is made from all these things…

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