Thursday, July 10, 2014

Guardians of the Dharma


It is a big painting, 64 inch x 48 inch.
It is installed at the West Houston Zen Center
   www.westhoustonzen.org
associated with Furnace Mountain Meditation Place in KY
  http://furnacemountain.org
/http://zenmind.org/

This painting was a blessing to work on, it helped and IS helping me to deal with my own unfathomed dark tunnels...bottomless midnight pits...immeasurably endless infinite abysses of sorrow  loneliness and love...
  Yet now all eyes of all our spiritual protectors are wide open!
  Visit us at the West Houston Zen Center and you will be blessed forever! 

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Yes, About That


This is true. There is no way to capture this cunning bird other than enchanting yourself and transforming yourself into an enchanter.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Mysterious Tune

" To reduce the imagination to slavery... is to flee from all that one finds of supreme rightness in one's innermost being.  Imagination alone makes me realize what could be.... and this is sufficient to lift the terrible ban  ---  sufficient too for me to give myself up to it, without fear of making a mistake..." Miro

Friday, March 5, 2010

Sun-Face Budha, Moon-Face Buddha...work in progress



The Great Zen Master was very sick lately. The young monk asked him,"Master, how your venerable health been lately?'
The great Zen Master said,"Sun-face Buddha, moon-face Buddha."
...this is a work in progress and visual commentary on this well known, and one of my favorite, zen kong-ans. Finished version soon...

Thursday, January 21, 2010

As Above, So Below



When you meet a master swordsman,
show him your sword.
When you meet a man who is not a poet,
do not show him your poem. -- Zen Saying

Monday, November 2, 2009

Law of Unpredictability




"I always dreamed of being older and now I am"

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Mausoleum of Fallen Butterflies



The butterflies are beautiful, fragile and free. Like intoxicating memories of days long gone, yet captured forever with the mind's desire.... Thus to preserve the sembiance of their beauty and elegance we shall purposely kill them and embalm them, and make them durable, strong and everlasting. The sacredness of purpose to kill in order to love is frightfully unsurpassed! Yet again we may realize the wishless liberation and, despite the desire to have, we let the butterflies free, and let us fly away with butterflies and thus experience the ease of contentment of letting go...
The excerpt from "The Revelation of the St. Butterfly: The path to Initiation. Book of Liberation. Chapter XXVI."