“You worry yourself unnecessarily,” the Master comforted me. “Put the thought of hitting right out of your mind! You can be a Master even if every shot does not hit. The hits on the target are only the outward proof and confirmation of your purposelessness at its highest, of your egolessness, your self-abandonment, or whatever you like to call this state. There are different grades of mastery, and only when you have made the last grade will you be sure of not missing the goal.” — Eugen Herrigel, Zen in the Art of Archery
- Tue, 18:29: Slowing everything down today. It's a sign, I'm sure.
- Wed, 06:00: "There is no end to education. It is not that you read a book, pass an examination, and finish with education. The whole of life, from the moment you are born to the moment you die, is a process of learning." — Jiddu Krishnamurti
- Wed, 07:00: It's been a long time https://t.co/4ViVD5sFXg / today's blog (not on Livejournal but to my main site) https://t.co/cKB075diy9
- Wed, 10:15: It's not as cold as yesterday — the wind has dropped — and on this morning's walk, I made a point of slowing my pace to take everything in including some very busy birds (Sparrows, Blue Tits and Robins) desperately trying to find something to eat.
- Wed, 10:20: Reminiscence by �lafur Arnalds / settling in to write my diary and then some reading. https://t.co/GjPbpqQAcA
- Wed, 12:00: Haemin Sunim: Love for Imperfect Things - a conversation with Tara Brach https://t.co/iUliJ8hwOo https://t.co/PQZimNsjbW
I've just come back from a walk with Alfie.
Blimey, it's cold.
It's at times like this I think about the animals — more especially the little birds — and pray for their welfare. I can't imagine what it must be like to try and survive in this weather.