The inner tangle and the outer tangle,
this whole world is entangled in a tangle,
and so I ask the Buddha this question,
How does one untangle this tangle?
This morning, I drove downtown to pick up croissants and strawberries for some dear friends who are coming for tea later on. Along Alameda Street, I stopped and parked the car to walk out and get a closer look and smell of some beautiful lilac bushes growing in the meridian between the sidewalk and the drop off to the Santa Fe River. The fragrance of the lilacs was nearly lost among the exhaust fumes of the cars and trucks passing by.
Sitting outside on this beautiful day, reading the story about Kemp’s Ridley sea turtle number 15, near Padre Island, TX, in danger from the massive Gulf oil spill. Contemplating my own addiction to oil… this morning’s errand, driven by greed, driven by love…. Who will untangle this tangle?
Watching a spider at work
I vow with all beings
to cherish the web of the universe:
touch one point and everything moves.
~Robert Aitken Roshi