Mike forwarded this blog entry from Whiskey River with the note that it â€śmade me think of you,â€? which I considered a great compliment.
To create, the painter needs paint, brushes, and canvas; the sculptor, wood, stone, or metal, and tools; the poet, words and a pen and paper – or computer; the composer, sounds, notes, paper. *But for one awakened to the nature of Mind, the entire universe is the canvas; hands, feet, emotions, and intellect the implements*. Each moment is joy ungrounded, ripe, and creative, when we are liberated from the enslaving notions of “This is my head, this is my body, this is my mind.” Here, at the core of each of us, is creativity, here is the art of living. If the mission of the artist is “to make the invisible visible,” in the words of Leonardo da Vinci, the purpose of Zen is to bring into consciousness the substrata of both the unconscious and the conscious.”
– Philip Kapleau
Awakening to Zen
Of course, Iâ€™d already read it because Iâ€™ve read Whiskey River faithfully since 2001 when I first started blogging. Strangely, though, Iâ€™m not sure I really read it until Mike re-sent it, perhaps because I didnâ€™t think of it as applying to me when I first read it.
Of course, I donâ€™t think I really live up to the ideal expressed here, but it is my ideal, my ultimate goal. Although I lack the talent to express my ideas effectively in any one media, I like to think that I can compensate for that lack of talent by living my whole life creatively, and doing so is what brings the greatest joy to my life, whether itâ€™s writing haiku, taking photographs, landscaping my yard, making my own furniture, or carving decorations for the house.
I probably canâ€™t convince people that we need to make greater efforts to protect what is left of our environment, but I can still find joy in capturing moments of natureâ€™s beauty, whether a Rufous Hummingbird perched on a branch
or spring blossoms
5 thoughts on “We Are What We Create”
Beautiful shot of the rufous, revealing that perpetually POed stance so typical of them. Is this from your area? (They haven’t arrived yet in central NM, at least to my knowledge.)
In addendum, and more to the point of your post, yes, in trying to bring what you consider beautiful into reality, into your life, you exercise and develop that creativity we are all born with. I believe from my experiences in teaching that this is not so much a matter of talent — we all have that — as of persistence that leads to satisfaction, if not perfection, on a personal basis.
Ah! Tough guys and sweet white flowers! Are you being sensitive or just covering all the bases?
Rufous photo just wonderful. For just a moment I thought it was a painting. Sunday, after I hung a hummingbird feeder, I stood near it a moment, thinking: “It’s too early. They’re not here yet.”
I shrugged,and in that moment hear the tiny rotoring
noise blur over me, and briefly saw the feeder’s first guest, clearly showing up to tell me, “Wrong. We’re here.” then gone.
Yes, Jame, this was taken at Nisqually Wildlife Refuge this Monday.
This is the first Rufous Hummingbird I can ever remember seeing, though I got lots of pictures of Anna hummingbirds in my yard last year.
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