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Poetry

what is joy?

what is joy?
joy
is to be eclipsed
in who you are
now
and forever.
it is to let down
your weakness
and let down
your strength
and find yourself
at home
in everything.

Jinghai, Yu. A Scatter of Light in the Summer Sky: Poems of the Tao

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Poetry

Was es ist

Was es ist

Es ist Unsinn
sagt die Vernunft
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist Unglück
sagt die Berechnung
Es ist nichts als Schmerz
sagt die Angst
Es ist aussichtslos
sagt die Einsicht
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist lächerlich
sagt der Stolz
Es ist leichtsinnig
sagt die Vorsicht
Es ist unmöglich
sagt die Erfahrung
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Reference: Erich Fried

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Poetry Spiritual

The clear blue sky

Seeing the clear blue sky,

I know I am it.

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Martial Arts Neigong Poetry Qigong Taiji

Liberate your mind

Liberating your mind.
You set your seul free.

Let your spirit realm free,
join nature without effort.

Wuwei of the small mind.

How do you do it?

Broaden and extend your vision.
Let your deep mind rest in Shen.

This is when the Master has returned to your house.

My Heart is calm. Fear and grasping voluntarily left Xin.

My  intent rests in my Center. Yi commands central equilibrium.

Dantien is full and steady.

Always calm and ready to act according to circumstance. It remains calm.

Is that not the state of the Universe?

One calmness dictates all movement.

If the focus is on the Qi, it will stagnate.

Get the foundation. And you will find the initiative naturally in order to do what needs to be done.

“Let go” of your self.

Not having the servant as the master of the house is perfection.

Shen fills out the whole space, my awareness is everywhere.

Somehow everything is just perfect. When I allow it to be imperfect.

It will always remain so.

If I do not strive, I arrive.

Everything arrives. Nothing is undone.

This is the message for those who understand.

Without trying you succeed.

In realty, it’s nothing really.

And of surely it’s everything also.

Hold on to the paradoks, and you will inevitably stumble into it.

Joy and happiness are everywhere to be found.

Yin and yang in harmony returns.

The great mystery of the female Mother prevail.

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Martial Arts Neigong Poetry Qigong Spiritual Taiji

From nothing to something and back

I let go and enter the domain of no one.

Heaven and Earth are one.
The circle and square are equals.

They separate as necessary without effort.
First boundless stillness, then endless movement.

It makes no sense to talk about form or formlessness.
Substance or no substance – what’s the difference?

Body, energy and mind – what are they?
I am just a conduit of the forces of Nature.

My mind drives and fills out Form.
Empty but full, it pervades the Universe.

I stand in the Center.
Watching the Master and the servant at work.

When we offer no resistance,
we meet no resistance.

Miracles and Mystery.
The mundane stuff is welcomed like a friend.

I have no mind of my own.
Eventually this will fall away too.

Perfection in imperfection.
Imperfection in perfection.

It seems as if I am there, but I am not.
I am not, but am I right here.

Others cannot fathom it.
I cannot fathom it either.

Naturally – it’s ok.

(Poem about the liberation of mind, heart and intention “Shen, Xin and Yi” in spiritual work like: Standing Meditation, Qigong, Neigong, Neijia and Taiji )

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Culture Poetry Spiritual

My river runs to thee

Blue Sea – Wilt welcome me?
My River wait reply.

Oh Sea – look graciously!

I’ll fetch thee Brooks

From spotted nooks – 

Say Sea – take Me?

Emily Dickinson (1830–86).

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Poetry Spiritual

Everywhere leads the Way

everywhere
leads the Way

it is perfect
impenetrable
forever

a thousand voices
may rise
but silence says it better

open your eyes
and close them up again

listen intently
then not at all

you have nowhere to go
and such is the real journey

for all roads lead inevitably
to your soul

Yu Jinghai from The Voice of Sea

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Poetry

I answer that cannot answer

You are also asking me questions, and I hear you;

I answer that cannot answer… you must find out for yourself.

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass 1855

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Poetry Qigong Spiritual Taiji

Reaching the bright end

as effortless as light
and as certain as time’s passing

we walk forward to a stillness
we can never know

with the clouds yawning in the distance
and the sky, forever quiet

we drift, less certain than foam
reaching the bright end

of the sea

The Voice of the Sea: Poems of the Tao by Yu Jinghai

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Neigong Poetry Qigong Spiritual Taiji

The Jade Tablet

The Jade Pendant InscriptionTo guide the Qi, allow it to enter deeply and collect it. As it collects, it will expand. Once expanded, it will sink down. When it sinks down, it comes to rest. After it has come to rest, it becomes stable.

When the Qi is stable, it begins to sprout. From sprouting, it begins to grow. As it grows, it can be pulled back upwards. When it is pulled back upwards, it reaches the crown of the head.

It then touches above the crown of the head and below at the base of the spine. Who practices like this will attain long life. Who goes against this will die.

Reference: Sitting in Oblivion – The Heart of Daoist Meditation by Livia Kohn 2010 Se also The Jade Tablet neigong.net

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Neigong Poetry Spiritual

In the midst of Chaos I find Peace

In the midst of chaos,
I find peace.

Not clinging to any thing,
not obsessed by any thought.

I seatle on a leaf,
in mid air.

Being calm for no reason whatsoever
– happiness pervades all.

I smile,
leaving my self behind.

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Philosophy Poetry Spiritual

Fifty

Between birth and death,
Three in ten are followers of life,
Three in ten are followers of death,
And men just passing from birth to death also number three in ten.
Why is this so?
Because they live their lives on the gross level.

He who knows how to live can walk abroad
Without fear of rhinoceros or tiger.
He will not be wounded in battle.
For in him rhinoceroses can find no place to thrust their horn,
Tigers no place to use their claws,
And weapons no place to pierce.
Why is this so?
Because he has no place for death to enter.

Lao Tzu Tao Te Ching translated by Gai-Fu Feng and Jane English

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Sirens of the Lambs


by Banksy

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Martial Arts Neigong Poetry Qigong Spiritual

Looking for Wuji everywhere

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Looking for Wuji everywhere,
In movement,
In stillness
Getting it, not getting it
I let go,
Finding Wuji.
I forgot all about it!

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Poetry Spiritual

Always Already Free

I sit here looking out, filled with an emptiness that spills over and keeps on spilling. There is no end to this boundlessness, this delicious thrill of Presence.

Nothing can contain it, for everything is contained within it. The good and the bad, the black and the white, the harsh and the gentle——all simply flavors of Its passage.

Here, here, always here. So simple, so immediate. This is always here. Call it whatever you will. In truth, This has no name.

Too exquisite to speak of, too delicate to touch, delicious, tender, yet so very solid, vast, fathomless.

All that exists comes out of This. All that exists returns to This.
No-one owns This, yet everyone belongs to This.

Enza Vita