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The bananas are real a real presant.

The bananas are real a real present.

Alive in the now.

He is looking at you.

He is looking at you.

In bed now is good, I want to get things done today, wanting spoils my lay-in. Wanting often detracts from what we are doing now. I roll out of bed, I am mindful the Grim Reaper is there with his friend Father Time. The Grim Reaper gives me a nudge in the lumbar region with the handle of his scythe, he uses the sharp end when I forget and don’t act my age.

Blues dog Green, disabled, frog busking

Blues dog. Green disabled, frog busking

Last time that happened I got out of bed, feeling my age, put on a C D featuring various blues guitarists to motivate me to get going. I started doing my morning yoga-type exercises to the acoustic sound of Robert Johnson. The music was doing its job; it started off laid-back and gradually built up, Brownie McGhee, B.B. King, Johnny Winters playing Jumpin Jack Flash. I started to move in time with the beat. I was feeling great, I started doing jazz-a-size and no problem; I was bouncing like a rubber ball.

Garden watering tap or dog watering tap.

Garden watering tap or dog watering tap.

Reaching down with my right hand to my left foot, then left hand to right foot, I was pumping, the endorphin had kicked in. George Thorogood started playing “Bad to the bone.” I was having fun. The Grim Reaper was not amused and took a swipe at me missed my neck and cut a tendon or muscle in the back of my thigh, bbbbbad to the bone. I hit the canvas down for the count it was about a month before I gingerly tried to touch my toes again.

How to get a head.

Not the best to get a head.

This time mindful of my limitations I gently exercised to Oscar Sher playing the classical Spanish guitar. No chance of strain when La Feast then Que C’est Triste,Venise is playing.Still I keep thinking, today I want to go around the garden and take some photos of the pottery I have made before it all gets broken.

Pottey potter,

Pottey potter,

Most of the pottery I made in New Zealand, before returning home to Australia. Pauline and I sold everything in a garage sale. Then had the fun of replacing it, at garage sales, here in Australia. What did not sell we gave away, the pottery that did not sell my son wanted. When my son decided to come to Aussie he shipped his things in a container. The pottery he gave back to me. I decorated our garden with it.

Some fo the Vilage People are at rest above.

Some fo the Village People are at rest above.

Over time there have been some casualties. The small figures I called the ‘village people’ I glued them to a shelf in what we call the Bali Corner. In time the glue gave up and there were breakages. That is why we take photos; it is good to keep our memories. It is only a problem if we do not understand we cannot cling to anything. The pottery in the garden can be seen and enjoyed, missing bits and all. No one is desperately clinging to it.

Excitement of now.

Excitement of now.

We have no fence around the front garden children can come in to play hide and seek, they usually get excited and run through the planted area. I was sitting in what I call my hideaway, built out of materials from the tip, the next time they came in to play hide and seek, I was ready. I gave them all some chocolate dollar coins covered in gold paper. Then I explained”This is your reward, it is pay, for being careful of the plants. Pauline gets upset when you trample them.” “She blew us up.” A little boy said, an older girl said, “It wasn’t me but she told us all off.” I explained we all get upset when what we love is damaged by thoughtless people.

Two hard men.

Two hard men.  Long John Silverclaws.

Now I always have a bag of chocolate money ready it is a pleasure for me as well as the kids. They all know me and children grow up so quickly. I get a real buzz when some teenager I don’t remember, greets me with a “G’day jack, remember me, are you still handing out the chocolate money?”

This is a 'pot-head'.

This is a ‘pot-head’.

There is so much to see and do in this wonderful world I have to remind myself not to be greedy. We can never experience it all; wanting to fit too much into the day diminishes our joy. Stay mindful of the now, impatient for the next experience reduces the pleasure of the now. I am in bed not hurrying to my exercise routine. I am enjoying the now; I think I will give exercise a miss. No! A sleep in is ok for weary hardworking young people. All sorts of things can exhaust them that does not bother me anymore. I need to get my blood circulating, I am stiff in all the wrong places, my joints are freezing up.

I have always been green.

I have always been green.

Next temptation is to hurry to my breakfast of fruit with cereal, yogurt and soy milk. First I meditate and then I will savor my breakfast, like another meditation session. Life is a balancing act and mindfulness and moderation are big factors in getting it right. Find pleasure in the now, hurrying you miss living in the now. Take pride in what you are doing now or life will pass you by.

Green Man.

Green Man.

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Understanding.

Alone with natune

Alone with nature.

Have I reached the point of right understanding? Right understanding is the first step on Buddha’s “The Eightfold Path”. I have become aware through studying the teachings of wise sages, philosophers and modern authorities on these matters. Now, answers are becoming clearer, the fog is lifting; a clear view of the mountain top is in sight. Or is this thought the ego crying out for attention? Realize the mind is vast, everything can be imagined in our mind. Like the tiny dewdrop can reflect all in its midst our tiny mind can see infinity. What we see in our mind is not reality; it is our minds interpretation of what surrounds us in reality.

A dew-drop on hyacinth.

A dew-drop on hyacinth.

Constantly reading and discussing spiritual matters can leave an impression on the mind. Unlike a foot print in mud that is a physical reaction to pressure. The imprint on our mind is caused by words that are an abstract representation of reality. What is seen is our interpretation, of what is there and is based on our past experiences from our personal view-point.  The human mind likes to cling to what is pleasing and reject facts that are unfavorable. Consequently we have many myths that promote reincarnation or life after death in a promised paradise. Which myth appeals to you?

This flower lasts only one day.

This flower lasts only one day.

Followers of myths like to call them by other names such as belief, creed or religion. I have faith that my hypothesis is correct, as other believers have in their faith, although I would not argue or go to war on behalf of my beliefs. Religions and philosophies, regardless of their unfathomable parts, all have useful ethical guide lines one can follow to develop honesty, kindness and compassion. That brings with it joy and contentment, of a quality, that money cannot buy. I respect all spiritually devoted people and admire their art and architecture inspired by their belief. To sit in any sacred sanctuary, with a respectful unbiased attitude for your fellow-men, is a pleasure that the narrow-minded miss out on.

Pottery is easily broben.

Pottery is easily broken.

Part of “Right Understanding “is the realization that all things in life are subject to change. It is a universal truth, that all things in life are impermanent. Knowing this truth we then realize the futility of hording and clinging to impermanent things. With this understanding craving for impermanent things becomes less important. Knowing pleasures pass as well as disagreeable pain and suffering helps foster equanimity. Understanding the ego, the I, that always wants everything to be in its favor, is another cause of suffering. There are steps on the Buddha’s “Eight Fold Path” that helps tone down desire. The wanting drive that is the cause of much unhappiness in our lives. With right understanding it is realized that, in this life, both good and bad karma do bring like reactions.

Forming pot on wheel.

Forming pot on wheel.

I have not reached enlightenment. But I do have enough understanding to know the problems in this world will persist as long as people are intolerant of other people’s beliefs. Intolerance must be replaced with reciprocity. Hatred exchanged with kindness, if not love, misunderstanding being replaced by understanding. To understanding another’s views we must keep an open mind and listen to try to understand. Not listening to find faults and argue but to learn and see the other point of view. If you can keep an open mind you will learn, there are many things you can agree on. You may find some people will never see things as you do. This does not give you the right to condemn them as this would be arrogance on your part.

Peace of early morning.

Peace of early morning.

My ideas are formed but are still like unfired clay. When and if, I am satisfied with the pot I have formed on the wheel I will place it in the kiln. If you have fired your pot congratulations, I will not attempt to change it, to my liking, as it would only shatter it spoiling it completely.

To appreciate is to acknolidge.

To appreciate is to acknowledge.

 

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