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looking upon…

looking upon thy shadow

and be ashamed -

rambling thus

on a cold night! ~ Issa*

street photography 2

*cited in:

The Year of My Life

Trans: Nobuyuki Yuasa


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black and white weekly photo challenge: windows and/or doors

grasses and bush clover

clog it with blooms…

doorway ~ Issa*


the way things are—

through my worthless window

days grow longer ~ Issa*


To view additional images submitted for this week’s black and white photo challenge: windows and or doors, visit Sonel’s Corner


* http://haikuguy.com/


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at peace

the plum tree

with heart at peace…

leafing green ~Issa*





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black and white photo challenge: texture

year’s first mushrooms—

my child

plays with one ~ Issa


Visit Sonel’s Corner to view more images submitted for this week’s black and white photo challenge: texture.


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steel thorns

my dear old village,

every memory of home

pierces like a thorn ~Issa

Releasing the shackles of tension

Concentrating energy and then relaxing is a good way to release any physical or mental tension. Concentrate your mind, feel the tension, and then let go…release energy blocks in the mind and body…concentrate on feeling where the pressure is – often you can release the stress simply by bringing awareness to it, and letting go.  If muscles are tense in a certain place, they will relax once awareness of letting go is there.

Release the stress or worry in your head by relaxing the muscles of your face and forehead, and letting go of all tension…image a healing light opening up and relaxing the tightness or pain in your head, or where ever it is tense…imagine your out-breath as a warm wind that sweeps away stress…releasing your breath into the welcoming infinity of space. (pages 108-109)*


The Healing Power of the Mind

Tulku Thondup


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Aha!…those moments of insight

As old age arrives,
considering just the day’s length
can move one to tears. ~ Issa*


Haiku transforms the most mundane of moments into something special. In Zen it is glimpses like these, rather than the study of the doctrine that are said to lead to enlightenment – the realization of the true nature of existence…The haiku poet, knowing that words are not enough to capture the fullness of any moment, inscribes a partial idea that leaves an all-important space for the reader to fill in. As you question what the poet has omitted, the poem comes alive through your own memories and feelings. (p.8)**

There is a relation between the pleasurable ‘aha!’ phenomenon of insight and the right amygdale, which mediates interactions between emotions and higher frontal cognitive function. In fact an extensive body of research now indicates that insight, whether mathematical or verbal, the sort of problem solving that happens when we are, precisely, not concentrating on it, is associated with activation in the right hemisphere, mainly in the right anterior temporal area, specifically in the right anterior superior temporal gyrus, through where there are high levels of restructuring involved there is also activity in the right prefrontal cortex. Insight is also a perception of the previous incongruity of one’s assumptions, which links it to the right hemisphere’s capacity for detecting an anomaly.

Problem solving, making reasonable deductions, and making judgments may become harder if we become conscious of the process. Thus rendering one’s thought processes explicit, or analyzing a judgment, may actually impair performance, because it encourages the left hemisphere’s focus on the explicit, superficial structure of the problem. (p. 63)***

*The Spring of My Life and Selected Haiku Kobayashi Issa
Trans: Sam Hamill

**The Moon in the Pines
Trans: Jonathan Clements

***The Master and his Emissary
Iain McGilchrist


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a reflection within a water drop

in this world

i have found

no perfect drop of dew-

not even on the lotus ~Issa*


As I sort through the various threads of thought, imaginings, memories and beliefs I have woven into a tapestry that illustrates my companionship with a silent sense of saudade, I come to see a life colored by attempts to evade or expunge an underlying current of dissatisfaction. This discontent is generally felt as a yearning for something undefined, or a vague sense that things are not quite right.  It comes in the wake of the realization that dreams are unreachable, and expectations only create more turmoil. Sometimes it erupts as sorrow, grief, anguish, or despair.  As a result, I question where is the wellspring of this homesickness for a place, a person, a time that that I continue to search for despite a knowing that it simply cannot be?

Buddhist psychology seeks to uncover the truth of human suffering and to find a path that leads to the cessation of suffering.  The first two truths speak of suffering and its nature, while the third and fourth truths outline a life path that will bring about the cessation of suffering.

The First Noble Truth nudges me out of my own immersion within the misery of suffering through its validation that suffering is a universal occurrence despite one’s race, culture, or affiliations.  Even those who say, “all’s right with the world,” are impacted by the constant state of flux within their life and thus experience anxiety.

To be born is to struggle with physical changes that occur in conjunction with developmental milestones, to feel the pain that accompanies physical and medical frailties, and to wrestle with the process of dying and with death itself.  To be human is to be dissatisfied with the wanting and obtaining of that which is pleasant, to know the fading of initial pleasure, as well as to experience the discomfort of unpleasant sounds, sights, scents, tastes, physical sensations, and thoughts.  To be open to life is to experience the range of human feelings, be it fear, anger, sadness, and joy.  To be with others is to know the distress of – real or imagined and spoken or unspoken – inclusion and exclusion.

The first truth also extends these truths of suffering to the unsatisfactory nature and general insecurity inherent in the law of impermanency.  That is, all the phenomena of existence whatsoever, even the awe-inspiring and the horrifying, are subject to change and dissolution. Those who know the pleasures found within substances also are acquainted with the unease that accompanies excess. We all intimately know the truth of this impermanency in our longings to feel emotionally close to others, which soon changes into a yearning for separation. Consequently, without exception discontent does arise.

Suffering is clinging to the illusion of an unchanging self; that is, to a belief there is a permanent self within the ongoing process of physical and mental occurrences which constantly arise, disintegrate, and dissolve. Hume wrote that self is a “bundle or collection of different perceptions, which succeed each other with inconceivable rapidity, and in a perpetual flux and movement.”  He further suggested that we create an idea of self as we processes our perception of events and things.  Thus, there is not a tangible sense of self that remains consistent from one moment to the next. To desire, crave, or cling to a solid consistent self where there is only a changing psycho-physical complex is to create conditions that generate sorrow, grief, and dejection.[1]

The feeling of an “I” emerges from a reflection of the stream of experiential consciousness that awakens when one becomes aware of being observed by an internalized watcher or seer who is felt but never known.   Therefore, there is no denying that there is a wavering consciousness, an “I”, that knits together streams of memories, thoughts, feelings, and interactions in such a manner that we are able to formulate an awareness of identity, continuity, striving, as well as an sense of ourselves and others.

Memory bridges our past with the present

and brings us to an awareness that life is a cyclic process

that demonstrates the dynamic forces of togetherness and separation;

therefore, this moment is but a reflection within fragments of a past

and of a self revisited while in this process.


* The Year of my Life

trans: Nobuyuki Yuasa

[1] B. Russell, A History of Western Philosophy (New York, 1945).

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