Posts Tagged ‘perfection’

drag the Lotus seed

March 14, 2013

Drag the Lotus Seed 3 final

mom cake

August 16, 2012

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Insideidea Lepidoptera

June 26, 2012

Insideidea Lepidoptera

the moth clings to the inside of the heart

it is dying to love

the one to which the heart belongs

it cannot fly free because it is afraid

of the idea crawling around inside the mind

of the one to which the mind belongs

the idea has no body;

yet, it crawls and climbs and claws

trying to shred the moth

Yayoi Kusama at the Whitney Museum July 12, 2012  (how very auspicious..)

pink snow boat sailing

May 23, 2012

forgotten earthquakes

February 17, 2012

“Any perception can connect us to reality, properly and fully.
What we see doesn’t have to be pretty, particulary; we can appreciate anything that exists.
There is some prinicple of magic in everything, some living quality.
Something living, something real, is taking place in everything…”-  Chogyam Trungpa

forgotten earthquakes

echolocating colors

of full balloon lady-slipper orchids

so rare

the honey bee fur below your ear;

the stickyness of my jealous mouth

a tenderfoot threshold

 

encouragement

February 9, 2012

 

the cushion waits there

memory’s, yesterdays, perfume

Live the cold sun-patch


the resolution of Dorian Gray

December 29, 2011

 

 

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the resolution of Dorian Gray

a portrait, with its scars, sins, and cavernous despairs

is created for a token, given endless youth

then hidden

a reflection in a mirror

 

grand history stretching rainbow

make-up written on the face

and in the cellular structure of all beings

is more than false, more than paste, the true jewel

 

bending with the flow of change

a willow on a flooding river

a blade of grass underfoot

the rise and fall of bodys’ breath

 

this year’s new vow, a resolution of flexibility

to see through and attend like the knife

that pierced and freed poor Youth’s heart; releasing

its’ crisp and sweet, from the craquelure of varnish

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look in your heart mirror

November 13, 2011

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“But what makes these ‘experts’ preach their own opinion and call it truth?” asked the inquirer. “Is it an inheritance of humankind to do this, or is it merely something they gain satisfaction from?” “Apart from consciousness,” answered the Buddha, “no absolute truths exist. False reasoning declares one view to be true and another view wrong. It is delight in their dearly held opinions that makes them assert that anyone who disagrees is bound to come to a bad end. But no true seeker becomes embroiled in all this. Pass by peacefully and go a stainless way, free from theories, lusts, and dogmas.”
– Majjhima Nikaya

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Unique personal expression is so precious. There are those people out there that can’t access their own voice – all that they can muster is criticism about other people and gifts they covet. This path simply promotes  envy, self-righteousness, and cruelty towards themselves and others; these people douse themselves in poison.  All of it ignorance, hatred and greed.

How utterly desolate & sad.

When wounded by such beings, please recall that what they say is not the teaching, nor the harm ; the teaching is how one lets go, witness the mirror inside -where there is tenderness and possibly a version of this poison. Thank that little place and let it be heard. Then let It go ; continue on, creating, expanding, the unique personal creative expression.

don’t do evil, do good, do good for others.   thanks for listening.

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http://www.lesliewagnerart.com

the park

October 19, 2011

the park

trees and flags

trunks and poles

for catapulting and leaning on

for belongings

like friends

leaves falling, now, my bed

a blanket of stars

and stripes

this park to sleep in


rubbing the belly of the beast

September 27, 2011

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with anarchist wrist

and coughing blood entreaties

a threadbare tread

disintegration

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