Archive for the ‘Exisitentialism’ Category
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home is where I am
home is not where I am
always in between
I am an island of consciousness
I have a cosmic consciousness
always in between
life is now
death is now
always in between
existence is being
existence is becoming
always in between
I am free
I am in prison
always in between
everything is implicit
everything is explicit
always in between
nature is an artifact
nature is art
always in between
nature must be trusted
nature must be mastered
always in between
humans are good
humans are bad
always in between
a sense of law
a sense of equity
always in between
there is a natural order
there is no order in nature
always in between
life has purpose
life is purposeless
always in between
— kenne
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House Wren — Grunge Art by kenne
“. . . an artistic technique is discipline in spontaneity and spontaneity in discipline.”
— Alan W. Watts
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Blooming Century Plant (Agave) — Computer Painting by kenne
Sonoran Monsoon Season
The monsoon season is here.
Triple digit temperatures,
with cool mornings and
daylight at 5:00 a.m. —
perfect for a morning run,
as the sun rises casting
long shadows and silhouettes
of white-winged doves atop
the giant saguaro cactus.
Many years ago we
took a risk on love,
then seven years ago
we took a risk on life and
moved to the Sonora Desert.
Many thought we were crazy,
maybe we were at the time,
after all, what is life
without some risk.
Seven years of desert monsoons
have brought us closer to nature,
now more connected to life
we appreciate each day
and the opportunities
to continue taking risks,
increasing our capacity
to live life in unsuspected and
unpredictable ways.
— kenne
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Bug Springs Trail Landscape — Black & White Image by kenne
Silent knowledge —
the spirit is enlightened of itself.
Contemplate the void:
this world exceeds stillness.
— from Riprap and Cold Mountain Poems, by Gary Snyder
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Somewhere in the Santa Catalina Mountains Continuing the Process of Becoming
I may not know where the trail leads,
which is what inspires me to take it.
Knowing and Not-Knowing
We are all concerned with our competence and the competence of others. Most people are interested in being more competent and surrounding themselves with competent people. The key to our level of competence is our level of knowledge.
In Zen practice, knowledge involves the interplay between knowing and not-knowing. It is important, however, not to conclude that not-knowing means you don’t know. Not-knowing means not being limited to what you know.
Maybe things are this way, but maybe they are not. (Philosophically, it can be important to help people realize what they do not know, is a necessary part of knowledge. But such a paradoxical thought, from a learning and teaching point of view, is confronted with the inarticulate expertise of not knowing that you know is a dead end. Thus, we are left with the only position for developing competence being that of knowing what you know.)
Accessing information can help us in cultivating our interplay between knowing and not-knowing. As an information seeker and frequent Internet search person, I know we can find information on all things thinkable. Today we have access to more information than ever before, but not all information is reliable.
In an earlier blog entry, I shared some thoughts on “Teaching in the Age of Google.” If you have a question; want to know how to do something; want to learn how something works; research a topic, well, just “Google It!” But, how do we determine who are the reliable authorities?
kenne
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Naturalist, Phil Bentley, “The Sonoran Whisperer” — Image by kenne
The Sonoran Whisperer
Follow the whisperer
you will never again
look at the desert
in the same way.
As the desert is
so too is the whisperer —
listening,
meditating,
singing,
playing the harp;
peaceful moments
where the gods become
the Lord Almighty.
— kenne
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I stare at shadows,
looking for answers
in deep caverns
of my soul,
only to see them
blurred by others
as water
in the stream
of life
rushes by.
— kenne
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