Thursday, January 28, 2010


First in starting out on this journey in the ethernet

This poem came to mind for Thinking Tai Chi - there is the physical component which is so profound, and yet, without developing the component expressed here by Gensei, one has not
used the entire possibility offered by the practice of this art.

Gensei (1623-1668)
from "The Enlightened Heart" ed Stephen Mitchell

Poem Without a Category

Trailing my stick I go down to the garden-edge,
call to a monk to go out the pine gate.
A cup of tea with my mother,
looking at each other, enjoying our tea together.
In the deep lanes, a few people in sight;
the dog barks when anyone comes or goes.
Fall floods have washed away the planks of the bridge;
shouldering our sandals, we wade the narrow stream.
Bu the roadside, a small pavilion
where there used to be a little hill:
it helps out our hermit mood;
country poems pile one sheet on another.
I dabble in the flow; delighted by the shallowness of the stream,
gaze at the flagging, admiring how firm the stones are.
The point in life is to know what's enough-
why envy those otherworld immortals ?
With the happiness held in one inch-square heart
you can fill the whole space between heaven and earth.

In our practice of Tai Chi, we must not limit ourselves
to the time of formal practice only...the breathing, the awareness, the
quieting of conceptualized thinking, all must imbue our life - moment
by moment

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