Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Mountain sounds carry a chill wisdom

An upwelling spring whispers subtle tales

Pine breezes stir the fire beneath my tea

Bamboo shadows soak deep into my robe

I grind my ink: clouds scraping across the crags

Copy out a verse: birds settling on branches

As the world rolls right on by

Its every turn tracing out non-action

 

 -Shih-shu (17th c)

 

Our everyday experiences often pass by unnoticed. We are preoccupied with what needs to be done next or we are ruminating on something that happened in the past. Our thoughts are mountain sounds and upwelling springs. To be aware of the pine breeze or the clouds as they pass by brings us back to the moments that matter. In psychoanalysis we think about the chill wisdom and subtle tales. We work together to connect to the state of free flowing and effortless non action of the present moment. Preoccupations and ruminations become birds settling on branches. We find the space for going on being as the world rolls on by.

Tuesday, January 6, 2026

The moon’s appearance, a river of stars,
snow-clad pines, clouds hovering on mountain peaks.
In darkness, they glow with brightness.
In shadows, they shine with a splendid light.
Like the dreaming of a crane flying in empty space,
like the clear, still water of an autumn pool,
endless eons dissolve into nothingness,
each indistinguishable from the other.
In this illumination all striving is forgotten.


—Hung Chih Cheng Chueh (1091-1157)


The new year is recognized as a time to make resolutions, to set goals and improve the quality of our lives in some way. There is a devotion to them as well as a rejection of the tradition. Many of us set goals and begin the year in earnest desire and commitment to fulfilling them. At some point the novelty wears off and a day of forgetting turns into a week and so on. While we are striving for these new standards of living the moon appears and reveals the beauty that has always been there in a splendid light. These moments are the light within ourselves. A luminous presence of compassion and mindfulness. As we step into this new year I hope all who read this blog will have those moments of illumination.


Mountain sounds carry a chill wisdom 
 An upwelling spring whispers subtle tales 
 Pine breezes stir the fire beneath my tea 
 Bamboo shadow...