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silent voice

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Sometimes when I’m driving, I get half formed thoughts, inkling of ideas, nothing really pithy, just thoughts drifting in and out as I wind my way through the traffic along the highways and side roads.

Sometimes there is a particular sentence or catch phrase that will stick with me, today it was “silent voice’  I was coming home from church, its been a busy week with my Mom having to be moved to long term care, (all this in a very short period of time)  So I’ve not had the quiet times I usually have on a daily basis to regroup.

If I try to focus on one particular task, I get restless, and I need to find a way to slow down, “chill” as we used to say.  I was cleaning out a box, sorting the contents to get it ready to recycle, when I found an inexpensive canvas I got somewhere, with some kind of print all over it.

Without really thinking about it, I got out some of the old paints that were in the box, and threw some on the canvas .. using the brayer, which of course, didn’t work well, the canvas was not well-stretched over the frame.  The paints were a lime green and a fuchsia type pink, old enough that they were not well blended.. but I didn’t seem to care, I just persisted with the brayer till I covered the canvas.

You can see, I then began to wipe some of it off using an old brush that had a dry tip… somehow the silent voice saw a pair of eyes .. and that is what I tried to find.  when the voice stopped. I stopped.  that is the way it works for me.  I feel much better.. my Lemur called so, because that is kind of what it reminds me of, is sitting there, content to watch me as I type.

Life is what it is, isn’t it.  We all have a silent voice, we just don’t always hear or listen to it.  I’ll see what I think when I wake and visit with him tomorrow.  Yes, I feel it is a “him” or would that be hymn  =^_^=

Oyashikiri

finding Monday

4efef7f7e3503cced3dad81b5a0c3e65In quiet reflection today, I wanted to transport myself back to the Holy Land (Japan, headquarters)  if only one could simply snap one’s fingers and voila.. we would be standing where we wanted to be.

Wanting, wishing, does not make it so.  I am where I am, thousands of miles away, different continent, time zone and season.

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On my mind this morning, is Rev. Toyomi Hirayama, he was the minister who did the translations for me when I met with Rev. Mitsuo Michishita.  Sometimes when we are living a moment we don’t realize just how much that space in time will actually impact our everyday until months later.

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Rev. Ise Kouji who I only met during my last visit there, was so kind so thoughtful, always a big smile.Unable to speak English, he still conveyed happiness at sharing and exchanging time with the English visitor.

The minister there from Argentina, Sensi Arthuro Higashigata, it was the same, so friendly and outgoing.  We came from all over to attend the celebrations and lectures.  The actual physical time was short .. but the learning, and discovery of self, is ongoing.

sunshine and flowersFaith will shine through, even the darkest of times, Nature will go on with her infinite art forms, and in quiet meditation, I can be “home”

Pl Precept # 11  Always be with God

PL Precept #3  God appears through One’s Self.

Thank you for sharing this quiet time with me, love is pure and unconditional, when we LIVE IN PERFECT LIBERTY   PL Precept #21

Oyashikiri

 

unseen doorways

I remember showing you these pictures some time ago.  They are vehicles to open spiritual doorways to our inner consciousness.  Each one has it’s very own tone, and sound vibration.

You can visit this location to hear some of the songs that a singing bowl or lid will make.

Tibetan singing bowl meditation

Usually on Thursdays, I join in, on Thursday Doors, today, I wanted to introduce you to another doorway, and encourage you, should the interest be there, to explore the possibilities offered by this wonderful world of sound.

PL Precept #12   Everything has a way according to its name

PL Precept # 7   Everything exists in Relativity

Sometimes in life, we have to stop.. close our eyes and listen.  Words can mean so many things, and how they are read, and who reads them, makes a world of difference.

When we close our eyes and listen only to the sounds… our breathing slows down, our mind begins to follow the sound,  we travel to a place deep within, a place that connects to GOD.

Oyashikiri

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and then….

 

 

 

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share a smile and hug today…

let the love in your heart shine through

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Rain

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rain rain

go away

I’m really late

you must not stay

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with the door

so far away

I’m stuck inside

till you go away

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you are putting me to sleep

that  steady driving drumming

on the roof

soothing, soft and calming

yawning, I give in

engulfed tamed by your lullaby

my busy mind

will stop chattering & meditate

till you go away

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PL Precept # 19  Begin Once You Perceive

Namaste       –       Oyashikiri

Sometimes in life, we need to listen to our inner voice.. stop running, we are doing, doing doing, but not being effective,  Life will find a way to step in and ensure you stop, listen, and recharge.

 

this and that=love

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found on the side of a road in Japan.

sometimes near a park , sometimes not

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what can I say

two wild and crazy guys

traveling with us in Japan

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a shop along the way

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a place to pray and meditate

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seen from the window of the bullet train

as we flew by on tracks of iron

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as if it was yesterday

the energy and drive

remains with me today

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we came from lands far away

to learn and to pray

what I found most amazing

was that these teachers spoke not one word of English

The majority of the listeners

spoke (Brazilian)Portuguese, Spanish and a very few of us English

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we gathered to pray for World Peace

to this day

the energy from this last visit

drives me to work harder every day

to become a better person

one who can dedicate and focus on

living in a way to bring about

World Peace

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In  Japan while there, it was hot the vegetation was lush

it was growing everywhere

where ever there was space

the green buds would push their way towards the light

LOVE is what nurtures growth

LOVE is what will see us through

LOVE should be part of everything we do

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LOVE is beautiful

LOVE IS YOU

PL Precept # 11  Always be with God

Monday’s discovery

Early mornings find me quietly enjoying the creativity and thoughts of my fellow bloggers. anticipating my first cuppa ice-cold coffee, when Marga Demmers’ blog opens up..   The Photographer Smiled   It was a fun read, and got me thinking about where I put my singing lids.  You have all heard of singing bowls, yes?

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Singing bowls (also known as Tibetan Singing Bowls, rin gongs, Himalayan bowls or suzu gongs) are a type of bell, specifically classified as a standing bell. Rather than hanging inverted or attached to a handle, singing bowls sit with the bottom surface resting, and the rim vibrates to produce sound characterized by a fundamental frequency (first harmonic) and usually two audible harmonic overtones (second and third harmonic).[citation needed]

Singing bowls are used worldwide for meditation, music, relaxation, and personal well-being. Singing bowls were historically made throughout Asia, especially Nepal, China and Japan. They are closely related to decorative bells made along the Silk Road from the Near East to Western Asia. Today they are made in Nepal, India, Japan, China and Korea.   – source Wikipedia

You can read more about the bowls on Wikipedia, I have a small collection, I love the sound produced in the older, (antique) bowls, they produce a harmonic overtone that resonates with me.  The complex harmonic frequencies simply “speak” volumes to me.  Each voice is unique. The hand-made bowls are my preference.

Modern bowls today, are manufactured.  However, if you search you can still find newer ones that have been made in the traditional way.  I admit to being a bit of a snob when it came to the bowls.. I went out of my way to search out and find just the “right” ones (for me and my uses)

I used them in my personal meditation and prayers, and with students and “clients”  To this day, the sound of a bowl will ring out in the day or night-time atmosphere, as I allow myself to drift with the vibration and sound.  The longer the bowl sings, the deeper the journey.

The bowls will sing if you run your wooden instrument along its sides, caressing it with a gently rhythm, or you can gently tap it with the leather or covered end of your mallet.. (personal preferences are many)

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Rin gong at Kiyomizu-dera Kyoto

work by Michael Maggs click for more info

Those of us who enjoy and use the singing bowls, are passionate about them, and many will often give performances or demonstrations of just how melodic and  mind satisfying the voices are.  I play only for my own enjoyment and purposes.. however, many practice and use the bowl to play for large audiences.

Having a fondness for the bowls, you know that as I travelled and made my way around “treasure” shops, I looked for bowls that had been cast off, or simply given away, the previous owner thinking them merely decorative. while on such a hunt I happened to be in the aisle where they had on display pots, pans, lids and other household items.  We had a pot that needed a cover.. so I was idly picking up different lids when I was jarred to attention, when this one lid sang to me.  What… it was ugly, heavy and battered looking.. to be sure, I found myself a wooden stirring stick, and tentatively gave it a tap… WOW….  zing went the strings of my heart.

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Love can happen when you least expect it to.  It is just something that happens, we can go out and search all we like, but it is when we are ready, and open to the experience that we become naturally receptive to the  calling, “voice” of another.

LOL all this to say…   thanks to Marga, I dug out my lids ( I later found the one on the right, at home, waiting for me to see it just wasn’t a lid)

Love beckons from strange places, and when you least expect it.  Isn’t Love Grand!!!!

HAPPY MONDAY EVERYONE

Namaste     –      Oyashikiri

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