Snow. Everything changes.

There are souls calling out to souls saying: Listen to me!

That's what the 90 year old woman said in poetry today.

Those in the circle nodded.

Maybe there is no way out.

The Way Out
Like someone lost in the forest, if you're not really convinced that there's a way out, you give up very easily. You run into a thicket here, a steep cliff there, and it just seems way too much. But if you're convinced there's got to be a way out, you've heard of other people who've made their way out, you think, "It's got to be in here someplace." You keep looking, looking, looking. And finally you see how the other people made their way out: "Oh. That was the path they took."
-Thanissaro Bhikkhu, "Power of Conviction," Tricycle, Winter 2006

Maybe there is.

Look.

Look.

Look.

Weep --
war
will
widen.

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....

At times, when moon is bright, I can see nothing clearly.

Most times, I can't see anything.

Do not say, "I understand! I have attained mastery!" If you have attained mastery, then why are you going around asking other people questions? As soon as you say you understand Zen, people watch whatever you do and whatever you say, wondering why you said this or that. If you claim to understand Zen, moreover, this is actually a contention of ignorance. What about the saying that one should "silently shine, hiding one's enlightenment?" What about "the path is not different from the human mind?"
- Foyan (1067–1120)

Even hermits have to be alone some days.

Moonlight everywhere!