The real sign of accomplishment is the decreasing of your afflictive emotions, and that your mind is becoming more peaceful. ~ Yangthang Rinpoche
No·Mad
“I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.”
Agatha Christie (via goodreadss)
Gilles, 1719, Jean-Antoine Watteau
“Spirit Gathers Together; Honesty Should Pass”, Tōgō Heihachirō, Taishō period, dated 1916 (5th Year of the Taishō Era), Harvard Art Museums: Calligraphy
Harvard Art Museums/Arthur M. Sackler Museum, Gift of Professor and Mrs. Toshikazu Oyama Size: H. 128.3 x W. 52.4 cm (50 ½ x 20 5/8 in.) Medium: Hanging scroll; ink on paper, with signature reading “Tōgō sho”
https://www.harvardartmuseums.org/collections/object/202308
ཡར་ཀླུངས་གཙང་པོ་, the Yarlung Tsangpo river of Tibet, also known as 雅魯藏布江 or as the river of the roof of the world, is the highest watercourse on earth. Called the “Everest of Rivers” because of the extreme conditions in which it flows and its lofty elevation which averages about 4000 meters, Yarlung Tsangpo starts from the Angsi Glacier and runs across Tibet, India and then meets the Bay of Bengal. It is the Upper stream of Brahmaputra River and has to navigate its way through multiple mountain ranges. While leaving the Tibetan Plateau, the river forms the world’s largest and deepest canyon, 雅魯藏布大峽谷 Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon, which is comparatively much longer than the Grand Canyon of America.
Noûs: a river is stronger than any mountain.
Its way, ever searching, ever flowing, always finds its path around any obstacle. The true strength of the flow shows. Drawn by its pull to the sea, bolstered by gravity, every river seeks out its path, creates it.
And the canyons resulting from this search, are magnificent pieces of natural art which serve as a reminder, that in nature, water always cuts rock.
道德經 Dao De Jing [Chapter 36]
柔胜刚, 弱胜强。
The soft overcomes the hard; and the weak the strong
Got a mind that ramble, got a mind that roam I'm travelin' light and I'm a-slow coming home
“Mother of Muses”
Bob Dylan “Rough and Rowdy Ways”
Dawn, 1933, Laura Knight