from the old year, i carry some bodily discomfort, some composting grief, some still-unraveling of old ways of being. but i feel the hoofbeats into the new -- journeys to new lands which are old at the same time, things-falling-apart which are also things-being-born, ways to use words that may free me and maybe others, anticipation. fire horse!
Beautiful, unsettling, the child and the cloud gate, hiding in a bag. "there's enough rhyme in any two objects". 💐
Among other things, Cloud Gate is the translated name of the great Zen teacher Yunmen , compiler of the koan collection The Gateless Gate.
from the old year, i carry some bodily discomfort, some composting grief, some still-unraveling of old ways of being. but i feel the hoofbeats into the new -- journeys to new lands which are old at the same time, things-falling-apart which are also things-being-born, ways to use words that may free me and maybe others, anticipation. fire horse!
Fire horse! May our fire horses liberate all beings.
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