Sun Internal
Sunday, 30. March 2008, 15:04:19
To have sun inside when it is sunny outside is progress,
To have sun in ones being when life is raining;
This is the way of Dao.
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Welcome
Saturday, 7. July 2007, 01:28:12
Welcome to a collection of Dao inspired stories and poems I have written over time. All express how i felt at the moment in time they came to life on the page, more than that i do not know. Please do feel free to share them but please also link back to this bog http://my.opera.com/becca97/blog/
Thank you
Becca James
Thank you
Becca James
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Dao
Saturday, 7. July 2007, 01:24:29
Dao
There is one voice, there is no voice
There is right there is no right
There is light and dark
There is love there is hate
There is anger there is peace
There is chaos there is harmony
There is knowledge, there is no-knowledge
There is water, there is fire
There is earth, there is air
There is life, there is death
There is no life, there is no death
There is serenity, there is harmony,
There is yin there is yang,
There is the place without yin or yang
This is harmony
This is Dao
peace to you
beccaxx
To have sun inside when it is sunny outside is progress,
To have sun in ones being when life is raining;
This is the way of Dao.
True harmony?
Saturday, 1. March 2008, 12:05:43
Face driving rain one day,
Face scorching sun the next,
Inside face a spring warmth and nourishing showers.
This is the way of the sage.
Connection
Tuesday, 11. September 2007, 18:56:19
Two rivers were running side by side some of the younger drops of water in one river and some of the younger in the other were shouting and insulting each other for being lesser than their river. “Your river is narrower than ours” they yelled while the others “yours is so big it has no control it’s a clumsy giant” and so it went on.
Soon the older drops who had been listening to these increasingly vitriolic exchanges informed the younger drops to be silent and watch the path the two rivers were taking.
Both were heading to a joining where for a while they would flow as one and then return to the Ocean. The younger drops at that moment realised the true nature of things, neither river was lesser or greater than the other both were separate on one level and yet one on all others.
Nourishing
Monday, 9. July 2007, 16:16:55
Water nourishes all life,
Tao nourishes all life.
Rivers, springs and streams are the arteries of life.
Oceans are the source of manifest life.
Nature the arteries of Tao.
Tao is the source of all.
Roots
Monday, 9. July 2007, 16:13:39
In the forest the trees who have the nourishing conditions flourish,
They have cultivated deep roots, the healthy amount of light and shade,
because of this they give life and nourish life in their branches under their branches. Death will not harm them for life is a cycle and death is a cycle so interlocked and both give nourishment as does the tree.
So too the sage and those who follow her teachings, if they cultivate the conection of Tao within, then it will transend without.
Their roots will be deep they will reside in light and shade.
Nourishment will be around them. Death will not harm them for life is a cycle and death is a cycle so interlocked and both give nourishment as does the sage and those who follow her teachings.
Complimentary
Monday, 9. July 2007, 16:11:14
In the Spring season the cherry Blosson ushers in the awakening of life form its winter sleep.
In the summer the sounds of the young learning in the summer sun. shows us life and birth, re-birth and booming.
In the Autum we see the leaves turning red, and browns and yellows, the squirrels gather their food to see them through the winter sleep.
In the winter we see sparseity, and few green shows of life. Yet from the seeming bleakness is a beauty, and from that beauty we come to spring again.... life to death to life to death the cycle of life primeval and ancient the dawn of all time the process had led and leads to life as we know it, and to life we can not imagine..... with a discipline and inner depth nature has flowed into itself in cycles connecting all life all things from the rocks and dust in space to the oceans and dust on planets.
This is Tao.
Drifting
Monday, 9. July 2007, 16:05:01
Clouds drifting in the breeze,
Rain falling in the rivers
Water flowing in the mountains.
Not seen
Monday, 9. July 2007, 16:01:07
Not seen, not heard
yet...
Seen and heard....
what is the wind but natures sound,
what is the sun but natures sight
Seen and Heard
Yet...
Not seen and heard....
Tao.
Change
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:47:25
To have change
have fluidity,
contrast,
difference
Change is life,
Life is change.
Change is death
Death is change
Change is nature,
Nature has Tao
Ocean
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:41:02
On top of a mountain
Overlooking the ocean
An eagle souring high
Overlooking the Ocean
Goat on the hill
Overlooking the Ocean
Wolf in the Woods
Swimming in the Ocean
Ant in the earth
Swimming in the Ocean
Worm underground
Swimming in the Ocean
As Water
Swimming in Tao
Simplicity
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:37:33
In a temple high in the mountians there was sweeper, he was lower than the lowest novice, designated to sweep up the mess the novices and higher monks left behind. Alwasy the sweeper was the butt of jests, and jokes and alwasy he smiled a little smile of amusment at it all. When the sweeper was asked by one quiet novice why he didn;t report them to the higher preists, he asnswered "ahh but with all the abuse i get, they are teaching me My Way as no book or sutra can. So why take offense at the best teachers in the mortal world?"
The young novice, also becomae a sweeper and there like his first true teacher chose to stay, learning the gift of non attachment....
Cycles
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:34:17
Snow falls, and covers the ground,
Rains fall and wash away the snow,
Sun shines to dry the rain
Rain falls to soak the ground,
Snow falls to cover the ground.
The cycle goes on, snow leads to rain, rain to sun and sun to rain and rain to snow. All linked, yet the Snow is not the Rain and the Rain is not the Sun each has its own nature and is content with it
The Way
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:29:56
There was a tree, and each fall, the tree's leaves died and fell to the ground onto the grass. The grass under the tree got more upset each year, until it said to the tree, "tree, your majetic each spring and summer and your leaves are beutifull, doesn't it upset you that each Fall they fall off and make me look untidy?"
the tree replied " Why grass, should i be upset?"
"Because you loose your friends, as they die leaving you alone all winter" the grass replied
"But this is natures way, said the tree, "in the spring new life forms, and we have a lovely time, then the fall, is time for my friends to move on to a different way."
"What way could possibly be better than blowing in the wind and basking in the sun, said the grass, "surley not making me look untidy?"
"But grass do you not know what the leaves do when they eventually disappear from view?"
"No said grass, i'm just glad their not all over me"
"Well grass, the tree told it, "when the leaves die and fall of me, they land on you, and through time you absorb their goodness, so you can be nice and lucious and green, and continue to live."
"Woa, said grass i didn't know that. but aren't you still sad to loose your friends?"
"Of course i'm sad a little but each year i know new friends and each year they move to their next path, as part of natures way, I accpet that this is the way, and thus i enjoy life whatever it contains, as i have no expectations or needs other than those nature has set out for me."
"Tree said the grass, " i'm glad to know such as you, for your spirit is truly one with the way"
love and peace
becca
All it appears
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:23:29
This is one version of an old story i picked up years ago but i can't recall where, so although this is not my work and is credited to Anonymous, it is so nice it deserves to be here.
Becca James
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."
The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?
That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them."
love and peace
becca
Becca James
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."
The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?
That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them."
love and peace
becca
Letting go
Monday, 9. July 2007, 13:14:08
There was a woman who ran a shelter for those in need, of a roof warmth and food. She asked for nothing in return, save for those aided to clean after themselves and keep respect for others useing the shelter.
She did this for many years, keeping to herself, doing what she could. Along her walls she hung Poems and stories, and pictures depicting lessons, in philosophy. Every night she would ask one of her guests, as she thought of the people she aided, and would read, or sing.
Every so often the local doctor, medic Lui would drop by to check all was well and see if anyone needed free or cheap medicine, and would often stay to hear the story of song.
One night he asked the lady, Sui Lin, why she did what she did as not many ladies would do so.
"well, she replied, i once had a sweetheart, whom i married, we we're rich and pawerful, and loved each other very much. He was killed in the street for the money he had, after i mourned, i realised i could not keep so much wealth for myself, when there were those starving and in need. This is why i opened this little place to do a little for those who need a place of warmth and food"
And pardon for asking but why do you read or sing?
"ahh laughed sui Lin, that is a little something for all of us, i enjoy reading and singing, and hope that alittle of that joy passess on to my guests, afterall what better time to smile, or cry with our fellows than on a full stomach in the safe and warmth, of a home? "
The doctor pondered her response for many days, and many nights as he with the other guest sat listening to her read or sing.
Lui realised that no greater lesson could one learn than to let go of the need for revenge, and look instead to where the path of compassion led, he realised also that all the stories and poems, he had been listening to, contained messages of compassion and love.
He asked a guest one night what he felt when he saw Sui Lin read or sing?
"Peace, i feel a peacefull spirit, "
Lui courted Sui Lin, and became her husband, together they joined the surgery with the shelter, and grew older and peaceful together, having found there kindred spirits, and a way to quietly make a small positive difference.
love and peace
becca
Reflections
Saturday, 7. July 2007, 01:34:52
One day a local healer was visited by a man who had hurt his hand badly. It was cut and had glass in it.
"What did you do to it asked the healer?"
"Well, it is an odd thing" said the man “I was arguing with my friend about how this woman in the coffee shop was behaving. He just smiled and suggested before I tried to understand others I should look to myself. well needless to say this annoyed me and as I walked away I saw something out the corner of my eye I thought was someone attacking me.... I hit it and only realised my error when my hand went through the glass smashing the reflection..... Silly me it turned out to be my reflection in the window. To make it worse while helping me wrap my hand gently to come here my friend said this was what he meant by looking to myself first. How silly as if I could have foreseen this accident. "
The healer who had by this time cleaned and dressed the wound smiled and said to the man " you have indeed had an odd day, when I have had an odd day I find sitting by the pool in the village green relaxing, to sit and watch the reflections on the water."
The man replied that he "would wander that way and see whether it helped him to settle in his mind."
On finding himself sitting by the pool he marvelled at how nice the day seemed and gazing in the pool saw his reflection it was odd he thought how one reflection in the window could cause so much pain to him, but the reflections of the trees and plants on the green were peaceful.
Sitting there by the pool he realised that what had made him so mad at his friend wasn't his friend but his own reflection in his mind. He then smiled and ambled home to where his friend was fixing his window for him, on seeing his friend he smiled his friend on witnessing the smile knew then that his friend had seen himself.
peace to you
beccaxx
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