Le printemps qui est Toi
Sur la laque
Nuit
De mon bol
presque vide
joue l'ambre des koï
Les jardins
Sont aux confins
De Toi
posted by Taigu at 3:33 AM
Monday, April 17, 2006
Sur la laque
About Me
- Name: Taigu
- Location: Nishinomiya, Kansaï, Japan
Taïgu or Kuma San. French oddity, poet, writer, musician, artist and in love with life itself. Interested in unimportant things, people of no rank. Started zazen in my teens, received the precepts as a Zen priest twenty five years ago. Received Dharma transmission in 2003. I believe that Alexander Technique provides a real and living understanding of zazen. It allows zazen to be alive , fluid and dynamic as opposed to what I met almost everywhere: a fixed and rigid form that feeds intolerance, arrogance and ignorance. Lover of Jizo and Kannon. I was born in 1964 and because of my passion for life and art, I lived many lives in one. Jack of all trades, master of none. I now live in Japan. Surnom : Kuma ou Kuma San. Vaguement français, poète, musicien, artiste et amoureux de la vie même. Passionné par les choses ordinaires, les gens sans importance. Ai commencé Zazen dans mon adolescence, ai reçu les préceptes de moine voici plus de trente ans. Grand amoureux de Jizo et Kannon. Je suis né en 1964 et, de par ma passion pour la vie et l’art, j’ai vécu plusieurs vies en une seule. Touche à tout mais ne maîtrise rien. Ai recu la transmission du dharma en 2002.
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4 Comments:
spectacular pictures Pierre! what a beautiful place.
Yes, Oxeye, I think I am in love. This beauty is breathtaking. I spend my time laughing and crying.
Nothing could be better for my broken bowl to be be thrown into this and breaking even more.
Keep well
Love
I wish I spoke French, but my previous life as a Frenchman has long been forgotten. Non the less love all the wonderful photographs they have been a
bright and welcomed smile from your wanderings. The picture of the old mossy steps leading into ?, is my favorite.
I hope that you are blessed in every moment, as you have blessed us. I have an awnser for your koan of the broken window.....a mess.:)
Indeed Johnny, a beautiful mess. Falling apart is a messy business. Tell me about it.
Sorry for the French but I am going through a phase of writing poetry again and this time in my native language. I'll carry on posting in English as well, that's for the log part of the Blog.
How are you doing in your japanese temple?
Love
Pierre
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