The Magic of the Cities.

Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer

Showing posts with label Trees. Show all posts
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Sunday, December 13, 2015

Yoga


“Vision is the art of seeing things invisible.”
― Jonathan Swift

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Saturday, November 28, 2015

Beam


“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.”
― Haruki MurakamiKafka on the Shore


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Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Sunset


“An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind.”
Mahatma Gandhi

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one.
― John Lennon


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Thursday, October 29, 2015

Mexico Park


So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”
Hermann Hesse, Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte


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Thursday, October 8, 2015

The Cloisters


The Cloisters is a museum located in Fort Tryon Park in the Washington Heights section of Upper Manhattan, New York City. [Wiki]


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