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Japanese Garden, Huntington Library, Art Museum, and Botanical Gardens (March 31, 2022) — Image by kenne

In the world, nothing is a walk in the park.

Those that try to succeed quickly,

are those that fail quickly.

When people act, 

hope is inevitably born.

Hope is humanity’s life force

As long as one doesn’t lose that,

a person does not age in vain.

本多 静六 (Honda Seiroku) 

The Ultimate Human Freedom . . .   Leave a comment

Huntington (1 of 1)-3_edit-Edit-1-B&W-72-2“Japanese Garden” (The Huntington, San Marino, California) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Every human has four endowments —
independent will,
and creative imagination.

These give us the ultimate human freedom…
The power to choose, to respond, to change.

— Stephen Covey

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Japanise Garden-Edit-1-art-blogJapanese Garden — Photo-Artistry by kenne

A bridge over the pond
Shadows on the water
Hanging branches 
A place in the shade
To think.

An attentive mind
Seeking meaning
As words draft away
In a light breeze
Gone in the dry air.

Goldfish swim
Near the surface
Passing under
The bridge shadow
I watch pass and go.

A vision through the lens 
Sees what is truly seen
But has no meaning
Until poems are written
On the tree of life.

— kenne

Japanese Garden Pagoda   2 comments

Japanese Garden (1 of 1)-3_B&W Art blogJapanese Garden Pagoda — Image by  kenne

“What we see as death, empty space,
or nothingness is only the trough between the crests
of this endlessly waving ocean. It is all part of the illusion
that there should seem to be something to be gained in the future,
and that there is an urgent necessity to go on and on until we get it.
Yet just as there is no time but the present,
and no one except the all-and-everything,
there is never anything to be gained—
though the zest of the game is to pretend that there is.”

— Alan Watts

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Japanese Garden (1 of 1) art painting blogJapanese Garden — Computer Painting by kenne


My home was at Cold Mountain from the start,
Rambling among the hills, far from trouble.

Gone, and a million things leave no trace
loose, and it flows through the galaxies
A fountain of light, into the very mind —
Not a thing, and yet it appears before me:
Now I know the pearl of the Buddha-nature
Know its use: a boundless perfect sphere.

— Gary Snyder

“Regarding Wave” In The Zen Garden   6 comments

The Zen Garden In The Huntington Japanese Garden, San Marino, California — Images by kenne

Regarding Wave

The voice of the Dharma

       the voice


A shimmering bell

       through all.

Every hill,    still.

Every tree alive. Every leaf.

All the slopes  flow.

       old woods, new seedlings,

       tall grasses plumes.

Dark hollows;  peaks of light.

  wind stirs    the cool side

Each leaf living.

       All the hills.

         The Voice

         is a wife


         him still.

                    Gary Snyder

Source: Gary Snyder Poems

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