tiger swallowtails sip nectar from leopard lillies.

hot granite sears the water from my momentarily quenched skin.

inorganic mineral scent of moistened rock combines with organic must of sweat already emanating from my pores.

running water roars as it rushes downstream drowning out the constant chatter of my mind.

this is the zen of my summertime.

THE FIVE REMEMBRANCES

I am of the nature to grow old. there is no way to escape growing old.

I am of the nature to have ill health. there is no way to escape having ill health.

I am of the nature to die. there is no way to escape death.

All that is dear to me and everyone i love are of the nature to change. there is no way to escape being separated from them.

My actions are my only true belongings. i can not escape the consequences of my actions. my actions are the gr... read more

the world is what you think it is
there are no limits
energy flows where attention goes
now is the moment of power
to love is to be happy with
all power comes from within
effectiveness is a measure of truth