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.