Our bright mind

Alexander Calder, Plutôt Jaune  1965

I opened a balcony door. 

Today is really like saying 'I Am Winter'.

Cool winter wind whistles. 

It is refreshing and my heart is wide open with fresh air.   

Cool wind like this reminds of a moving sculpture by Alexander Calder.

Simple colours of yellow, blue, red, black...and wire. 

"A mobile that dances in front of you", as he calls it. 

When a sculpture is dancing in the wind.

Is it a sculpture that is dancing? 

Is it wind that is dancing?

It is not a sculpture that is dancing. 

It is not wind that is dancing.

It is mind that is dancing. 

Moving is my mind. 

Seeing with eyes is my mind.

Hearing with ears is my mind. 

Thinking is my mind.

Feeling is my mind. 

Everything is mind.

If mind is born, everything is born. 

If mind disappears, everything disappears.

Calder's yellows come and go. 
Beautiful and bright in both coming and going. 
Just like our mind. 

Freshly washed white quilt. 

Dry and fluffy in winter sunlight. 

Jump in. Rolling and rolling around. 

Warm sunshine is dancing with me.  

Food meets Art at Wow

Won Kang, Bon appétit  2013 

Christmas Day has passed and
another fresh new year will soon be with us.

Presents are given again and again. :-)

Wow is

where food meets art and 

gives comfortable delight. 

There,

one by one, I am going to put in 

bright and clear foods that put a smile on my face. 

Preparing, making and eating food is 

great art that makes us happy and grateful

directly through our body. 

It enables us to experience the wisdom of nature

that is endless giving.

I am full and the floor is warm:
heated traditional Korean floor for winter called Ondol. 

It is not easy to get away from it once you lie on it. :-) Trust me. 
On top of that, it is Sunday afternoon just perfect for a nap.
Hmm ... ...  z-z-z ... 

Happy Giving New Year to all of us! 

Believe

E. H. Shepard, "A HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL"   21 December 1946 

Twinkle, twinkle

In the sky, stars twinkle, twinkle.

On the ground, people's smiling faces twinkle, twinkle.

My mind also twinkles, twinkles.

As if the dancing angel at Christmas of E. H. Shepard is sprinkling,  

it is full of bright light all around.

All together

chatting about this and that,

decorating a tree one by one,

preparing presents thinking about one another,

share and express heart at Christmas.

It is the day 

that many beautiful seeds in us are brought up and taken care of.

Depending on what we believe, what we want,

the way we live becomes different.

I believe

If one has an ability to hate, one can also love.

If one has an ability to take, one can also give.

If one has an ability to do harm, one can also do good.

If one has an ability to be fearful, one can also be brave.

We just need to change the mind that is 'I'.

To thoughtfulness

To gentleness

To sharing

To wisdom

Just change it and grow it.

Just now, the sound of birds singing.

Oh, Yes! Cheers for us.

Shoulders back, chest out and 

raising up both arms high,

breathing deeply in and out, 

I stretch and laugh.

Ha ha ha

Hee hee hee

Hae hae hae

Ho ho ho

Happy Christmas~ 
EVERY DAY! 

Tea Canister, UK  1780-1800