Tchaikovsky didn't write music for Ohio.
In the head, a new dawn is humming.
Considering how others make us who we are.
I can always tell when I need to do gongyo the most, because it's when I feel the most reluctant to practice.
Wendell Berry is one of my favourite poems. Today, I began reading Alan Watts’ The Wisdom of Insecurity, which was published in 1951. It could just have easily been published today and for today’s world. In the poem, Berry suggests nature is a place where we can find some solace. Here, we can live in […] … Continue reading The Peace of Wild Things — Teacher as Transformer