Shade – Haiku #49

Butterfly with damaged wing on flower

Source: Robert Cross @Flickr


An old butterfly Continue reading

Summer rains – Haiku #48


Snail on wet surface


Blackbird dances rain Continue reading

One more night – Haiku #47


Battered and scarred moth


Trembling, vigilant Continue reading

Big Buddha

I am allowing my self some weight loss. I have become fat. I can think of a thousand possible reasons for that, but bottom line is that I love to eat and I love candy.


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So, my zen teacher turns out never to have had any sort of transmission at all. He was not ordained either. He stayed a couple of months in a Japanese Monastery (depending on the source this has been 3 months -says the Monastery- or 4 months to 6 months -says the teacher-). He went back to Japan several times, but according to his Monastery, yes, attended sesshins but never finished a sesshin. He usually left after two days.
My zen teacher claimed to have had some special sort of informal transmission. From this came part of his authority to teach. At first he called himself teacher. Then zen master. A couple of years ago he switched to Dai Osho, which I thought rather strange as that title generally is reserved for dead teachers. And sometimes he used or let people use the title roshi, which he was not. Of that I was certain. Continue reading

Surface tension – Haiku #46

schaatsenrijder, kringen op het water



Gray, dry and no wind Continue reading

Faces in the morning – Haiku #45




Mornings with night frost Continue reading