The Journey to Nothing

May the merits of my practice today contribute to the liberation of all sentient beings.  Peaceful day! Namo Amitabha Buddhaya!🙏

To seek is to suffer.  To seek nothing is bliss. -Bodhidharma

bubble thin membrane no thing inside, no outside  shivering temporary

Two hostia shoots remain. In Autumn light and grass bright green clouds of gnats dance

she drinks some water from my index finger, stinger ready her black eyes Bees like me and I like bees.  This one drank from a drop of water on my index finger. During a early fall cold snap I discovered a bee on our outside table. She was not moving and I supposed she was dead.  Still, I picked her up and held her gently in my cupped hands.  I blew warm air on her gently and she slowly started to move.  She stood, engaged her wings, briefly looked up at me, and flew away.

misty windy walk clapping branches to keep warm, white birch exchange bows I didn't record the date for this one .