Saturday, August 15, 2009


what images do we have about life and love? what pictures exist in our minds when we are conversing with a friend? can we separate the metaphors from the presence of the exchange? this is the paradox of this life that is thrust upon us at birth, how do we perceive the presence without the residue of bygone experience and misrepresented memories of a forlorn past? black characters on a white backround, Sheila Chandra chants ‘waiting’ in the melodic tones of grace.


Uku said...

How beautiful... thank you!

Continuous practice.

Gassho, my friend.

Anonymous said...

Many thanks for this beautiful blog.

Gassho _/|\_