A Zen master who is also a photographer has had published a book of his photographs, each accompanied by a Zen commentary. The book is called Hearing with the Eye.* I photograph for the viewer not
“The Infinite exists potentially in every being,”* writes Lafcadio Hearn. (I think he means that it always exists in every being with the potential to be Known.) “That,” he continues, “is the Reality. The other self
The Divinity in every being is called in Japanese Muga-no-taiga, the Great Self without selfishness.
Lafcadio Hearn uses the phrase “the Woman-never-to-be-known.”* To me, She is the Mother of Love, Amida, within each of us that can be Known, but usually – tragically – is not. He speaks of “the ideals
There comes a point when every healing endeavor becomes deeper, and therefore more spiritual. For all healing is basically to do with the Soul. At this point, every so often, the sufferer quits – sometimes acrimoniously.
We must have music with tunes, for we do not trust the composer. We fear the unknown he is taking us into. We are not safe with him – unless we see him as our mother
The composer's Muse is his Mother of Love – and ours, for there really is only one Mother. And the more we Know Her through his music, the more will we trust him.
You should read this book, you are importuned, because it was written by a “Zen master.” That is thought to be a higher commendation than “enlightened person.” But perhaps it really is not, for every religion
We cannot Aspire until we believe – until we Know – we have a Soul. For it is the Soul that Aspires.
I could keep my film Nikons in the camera bag all day – or even for long stretches of time. And I always knew that however physically separated we were, they always loved me. But a
