Thanks, --Chris 301-270-6524 On Jun 26, 2013 2:32 AM, <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > Chris, > > > >I try not to speak well of myself or poorly of others, no matter how much their idiocy seems to call >out for mocking insults. > > Slipping it in thru the back door (not *that* back door!). Nice.
I meant for that to be a description of my own judgmental mind, not attachable to a specific poster here. I have judged almost all of the active posters as right on and no way in various writings. I am a guy that reads certain posts and rolls my blind eyes at the persistent patterns from the specks in my friends eyed. > > Mike > > > Sent from Yahoo! Mail for iPad > > ________________________________ > From: Chris Austin-Lane <[email protected]>; > To: <[email protected]>; > Subject: Re: [Zen] Re: Body surfing as practice > Sent: Wed, Jun 26, 2013 4:54:14 AM > > > > This post was my response to you and Merle asking for more personal stuff from me, and the overwhelming clear parallel between passing waves and passing moments. Except maybe for the bit when the wave has crashed and I am lying in 4 inches of water, thrilled by life. > > I try not to speak well of myself or poorly of others, no matter how much their idiocy seems to call out for mocking insults. > > Thanks, > --Chris > 301-270-6524 > > On Jun 25, 2013 9:55 PM, "Bill!" <[email protected]> wrote: >> >> Chris, >> >> Nice analogy, but you didn't insult anyone in it. >> >> Are you sure you're posting this on the right forum? >> >> ...Bill! >> >> --- In [email protected], Chris Austin-Lane <chris@...> wrote: >> > >> > It has been a year since I jumped in the waves, so I stand in the water a >> > newbie, unacquainted with the ebb and flow. There is no controlling the >> > water, merely seeing clearly and responding appropriately. >> > >> > Waves roll ceaselessly-sometimes my eager mind wants me to jump in front of >> > a wave before the wave has arrived. Sometimes my regretful mind wants me >> > to jump after a wave already gone. Sometimes, I wait and jump with the >> > wave, caught up into the swirling process of breaking on the shore, pushed >> > along into the shore, not caring or worrying for a thing just knowing the >> > exultant motion of life: balanced between air and water, rolling along, >> > held tenderly in the center, the wave and rider are flung together with >> > sand and foam and shells and motion and seaweed and friction and light . . >> > eventually I emerge, the wave gone, and stand up and drain the water from >> > my sinuses and nose and eyes, establishing some idea of inside and outside, >> > and walk to the waves. >> > >> >> >> >> >> ------------------------------------ >> >> Current Book Discussion: any Zen book that you recently have read or are reading! Talk about it today!Yahoo! Groups Links >> >> >> > > >
