Posts Tagged ‘ daoism ’

Cosmos Night: Flood of Light | FOP

from the program for ALN micro-production, Cosmos Night: Flood of Light, risograph zine

Our research and preparation for the project found quite a few examples of human awareness of the material reality that dark exists within light, light exists within dark. Our risograph zine produced for Cosmos Night: Flood of Light is our creative response to these examples. One is the Sandokai, a Chinese poem from the 700s (which we’ve written about before) — [Our project, Turning into the Night, has found a deep a home within the lines of Zen ancestor Shitou’s 1300 year old poem entitled the Sandokai (known in English as the Identity of the Relative and Absolute). We first encountered the poem several years ago. Now, both our project and the increased pressure of the Anthropocene have opened new pathways into two of its lines: “Within light there is darkness, but do not try to understand that darkness; Within darkness there is light, but do not look for that light”. John Daido Loori’s translation (available via Zen Mountain Monastery), in particular links us to the deep, enigmatic roots of Daoism, which conceptualized human existence within evolving planetary limits.] — reads in part: Within light there is darkness, but do not try to understand that darkness; Within darkness there is light, but do not look for that light.”). And, in David Hinton’s translation of a collection of Zen koans (No-Gate Gateway), Case #39, entitled “CLOUD GATE ALL WRONG” begins, “A monk asked Cloud-Gate Mountain, Radiant brilliance silently illuminates this Cosmos vast as Ganges sands…”

We are inspired by the history of humans sitting still, observing, sensing, thinking, and creating in relation to the vast material realities that shape our lives intimately—while using nothing more or less than their brains/bodies/minds.

Cosmos Night: Flood of Light aims to be an occasion where, together with participants, we will empirically experience the 360 degrees of wild, blinding light stretching before us for billions of light-years, and unhinge a few of the names we’ve used to point at (and miss) the wildly unpredictable forces that are neither nameable objects nor binary opposites: night, day, light, dark, sun, moon. We hope to do this in an undistracted state, using the “technologies” of our bodies, the out of doors, the night sky, and aesthetic experience. We hope to gain (re-discover?) an embodied experience of reweaving our selves into the cosmos.

Additional documentation will be posted in October 002019.

 

Source: Cosmos Night: Flood of Light | FOP

On the path to improvement, follow the jester, not the sage | Aeon Classics

Ocean. From Album of 18 Daoist Paintings by Zhang Lu (1464-1538).

 

The philosophy that improves you by mocking your beliefs: Alan Jay Levinovitz introduces the Zhuang Zi.

Source: On the path to improvement, follow the jester, not the sage | Aeon Classics

COLD MOUNTAIN – YouTube

A Longhouse Birdhouse

Vanilla beauty and the immortal Phoenix: exploring the poetry of Chu in China (article) – China – Poetry International

WITNESSING DAOISM

In my balcony, there’s a bird-dropping 
on the iron rails.
I will not clean it off
out of respect for flying creatures.
I will not clean it
off.
I will even take it
for a flower
on rust.
—Yu Xiaozhong 余笑忠 (1965-)

Source: Vanilla beauty and the immortal Phoenix: exploring the poetry of Chu in China (article) – China – Poetry International

sleeve (無為 – daoism and inhabiting porosity – FOP (friends of the pleistocene)

 

inhabiting porosity | fop

taoism  – The story of the Chinese farmer — Alan Watts

In a talk about Taoism called Swimming Headless, Alan Watts shared with his audience the parable of the Chinese farmer.Once upon a time, there was a Chinese farmer who lost a horse. Ran away. And all the neighbors ca

Source: The story of the Chinese farmer

A Longhouse Birdhouse: MORRIS GRAVES ~

Morris Graves, 1949
with his dog Edith Sitwell (“Sit well”)

photograph: Mary Randlett

A handwritten letter to his brother Wallace Graves,

from Eureka, California, June 8, 1965:

“Walden Pond received. I’d read a few pages when I remembered that Margaret Callahan had sent me a copy when I first lived at The Rock. I was only able to read a few pages of it and laid it aside. There is something about wisdom that has never engaged me. Folly is funnier — and vice more fun. An awful confession to finally have to make.

I will read on in Walden though this time — but so far page after page of bon mots (though in marvelous English) gets me to saying, “Oh, blow it out your ass!” and I lay the book down and reach for another box of Cracker Jacks (they each have a prize in them, you know).”

A Longhouse Birdhouse: MORRIS GRAVES ~.

What Is and Isn’t: A Butterfly Wearing Tennis Shoes, by Robert D. Wilson / Simply Haiku

. . . two hokku penned by the late exiled Catalan poet, Agusti Bartra, from his deathbed:

The light is teaching
     the air that travels
        how roses are born.

As if distracted,
   on my way, I touch the tree.
       Now it answers me.

Agusti Bartra
Last Poems (1977-1982)
Tr. by D. Sam Abrams

What Is and Isn’t: A Butterfly Wearing Tennis Shoes.

The Zeitgeist Movement: Passive Resistance