tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965076219235086304.post1309872033445167566..comments2024-02-24T00:41:37.836-08:00Comments on The Buddha Diaries: "The Realm of Yearning..."Peter Clothierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11525159413387378704noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965076219235086304.post-72057020471733698652008-02-22T14:21:00.000-08:002008-02-22T14:21:00.000-08:00Good words friend, good words. PeaceGood words friend, good words. PeaceMandThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14561334713342973568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965076219235086304.post-48245689158910056722008-02-21T21:56:00.000-08:002008-02-21T21:56:00.000-08:00Well, Peter, how is it you sum things up so succin...Well, Peter, how is it you sum things up so succinctly? As someone who is most comfortable with solitude, I've had all these thoughts again and again, but not in the form of words. No, they have always been in the form of unease, uncertainty, and even sadness as I grope through the fog you call the realm of yearning. Oh, to find my way to sunlight and peace. That's why I do what I do as best I can.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965076219235086304.post-55471900560800461072008-02-21T16:55:00.000-08:002008-02-21T16:55:00.000-08:00yes. and as a teacher of writing, I am inspired wi...yes. <BR/><BR/>and as a teacher of writing, I am inspired with new questions to ask my students to ponder. (I have asked them, at this more than mid-point in the year, to reflect on themselves as writers this week, by journaling and responding to a list of questions/prompts. but they are young. that matters, I think. how can they yet know who they are as artists, as humans, when I still don't...<BR/><BR/>still, the reflection process is ongoing. why not start now? why ever end?<BR/><BR/>nice to meet you; I arrived here via dharma bums and there via patry francis. viva l'internet!Maryanne Stahlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12461617567840191096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965076219235086304.post-18344935040120101392008-02-21T12:54:00.000-08:002008-02-21T12:54:00.000-08:00Peter,Yes!...I so understand and connect to your p...Peter,<BR/><BR/>Yes!...I so understand and connect to your piece today about 'yearning'...I wonder?...at least to some degree, don't you think everyone has these same thoughts, experiences...feelings too?...<BR/><BR/>To be heard... in these so 'noisy' times...I find myself so concerned with not just adding to the noise; yet compelled to share my thoughts...<BR/><BR/>To tell you who I am...never ceases to interest me about how our individual stories are so different; yet, also so much the same...when shared honestly, just a different combination of degrees and quantities in our respective, individual recipes...resulting in so many interesting variations...<BR/><BR/>And, in order to tell others who I think I am, I must first find out who I am...such a quest!...full of the discovery of yin/yang...the truth about learning the most by dissolving the self...<BR/><BR/>Affirming my presence in the world...so much time, energy, thought, concern spent in surmising and gauging others' thoughts, feelings and reactions...looking back, reflecting...trying to look forward into a crystal ball of my own making...often ignoring that which is right in front of my nose...here in the present moment...<BR/><BR/>Affirming some purpose and meaning in my life... and defending vehemently against anyone or anything I perceive that limits my or others ability or capability to do so...<BR/><BR/>And, a hope to have not lived in vain...an aversion to a perception of time wasted redoing, reliving the same things over and over...often caught up in a feeling of a lack of progression; particularly when I perceive events as moving backward, regressing...and, requiring myself or others to have to do it all again...<BR/><BR/>So valuing remaining "in touch" with others...and, a deep hope that the effects of my 'causes'; either acted upon or ignored, will serve some purpose, memory, feeling, learning and/or example for those I that cross my path and who I leave behind in death...<BR/><BR/>JohnAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com