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The Sound of Music

Ons het toe Vrydag na die opvoering by Montecasino gaan kyk, in die Pierneef teater. Wat `n pragtige opvoering met pragtige stemme en spontane kinders wat ongelooflike toneelspel en sang lewer.

As jy kan, gaan kyk gerus, dit is die moeite werd. Die teater is lieflik, die décor op die verhoog foutloos en mooi.

Ons verwag toe hoofsaaklik oumense by die opvoering (ek sê vooraf vir my vrou ons volg net die oumense met kieries dan sal ons wel by die teater uitkom!). Verras is ons toe oor die baie jongmense en kinders in die stampvol saal.

This is a show worth going to.

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‘n Enkele woord van waarheid,

wat lei tot kalmte,

is beter om te hoor

as ’n duisend onbenullige woorde.

Dhammapada v. 100

Kommentaar deur Bhikkhu Munindo:

“Hou dit eenvoudig” en “simpel wees” is nie dieselle ding nie. Eersgenoemde is ’n benadering tot die lewe terwyl laasgenoemde ’n ontwyking is. Die oorweldigende hoeveelheid verannerings wat ons daagliks ervaar kan die lewe baie ingewikkeld laat voorkom.

Maar die bedrewe ontwikkeling van ons aandagtigheid maak ons bewussyn oop en ontvanklik. Dan word ons nie maklik verwar deur omstandighede nie. Dit is  ’n kuns om soepel te wees sonner om weifelend te word; om gefokus te wees sonner om onbuigbaar te word.

Bhikku Munindo is die kloostervader van Ratanagiri, ‘n Boedhiste klooster in Engeland.

Vir meer besonnerhede sien:

ratanagiri.org.uk
forestsangha.org
forestsanghapublications.org

 

Foto: Serious Fox deur Roeselien Rimond

 

Waiting for the Thaw

Waiting for the Thaw

by Virginia May-Schiros, Mar 26, 2018

It’s about this time in the long stretch of winter that I begin to ache for spring. By March, I tend to become a bit dulled to the beauty of winter. Though my prayer and meditation keep my heart open to seeing the passage of time and seasons with appreciative eyes, mostly I just want the cold days to be over. As the earth begins to thaw, we often want the process to hurry up.  I long for bright flowers blowing in a spring breeze and warm summer evenings on the porch.

Dit is ook op hierdie bloedige en woedende stadium van ons geskiedenis (en veral hier te lande) dat ons begin wens die winter van haat en vergelding moet verby gaan, dat die lente se blomme van vrede, vriendskap en liefde sal oopgaan, en dat ons weer in die warm somer aande op die stoep sal kan sit, vreedsaam en rustig soos dit beskaafde mense betaam.

While impatience with winter is only human, I pause and remember the need to move slowly through this time of year.  If we rush through the change in seasons in nature and in our lives, we will find ourselves missing that edge between winter and spring with its important lessons to teach.

Ongeduld met “agtergeblewenis” is menslik, maar groei tot wasdom neem tyd, geen stappe kan oorgeslaan word nie, en elke stap het noodsaaklike, soms pynlike lesse wat geleer moet word (vir die sogenaamde “ontwikkeldes” sowel as die wat laer af in die hiërargie vasgevang is).

What is the natural purpose and symbolism in this time of thawing?  It is in that place between despair and hope that we find the beauty of the thaw. It is where Creative Life, or God if you will, is especially potent in us.

Dit is inderdaad hier in die ontvriesing, in die woedende oorgang, tussen wanhoop en hoop, waar ons die wonder van vriendskap oor grense heen kan ontdek, waar ons ons ware self kan ontdek, `n meelewende, deernisvolle self as klein deeltjie in die totale opset van wat die lewe is. Continue Reading »

Lank gelede

Skielik, onverwags, spring hiedie stukkie weer uit die kas uit:

A quote by Henepola Gunaratana, from his book Mindfulness in Plain English,  as included in Everyday Mind, a Tricycle book edited by Jean Smith:

“Discipline” is a difficult word for most of us. It conjures up images of somebody standing over you with a stick, telling you that you’re wrong. But self-discipline is different. It’s the skill of seeing through the hollow shouting of your own impulses and piercing their secret. They have no power over you. It’s all a show, a deception. Your urges scream and bluster at you; they cajole; they coax; they threaten; but they really carry no stick at all. You give in out of habit. You give in because you never really bother to look beyond the threat. It is all empty back there.

There is only one way to learn this lesson, though. The words on this page won’t do it. But look within and watch the stuff coming up-restlessness, anxiety, impatience, pain-just watch it come up and don’t get involved. Much to your surprise, it will simply go away. It rises, it passes away. As simple as that. There is another word for self-discipline. It is patience.

 

Mokuin het die volgende opmerking gemaak:

It arises, it passes away, and it returns. The painfulness of it’s returning can open our heart. If it’s too much for us however, it can close our heart.

The hollow shouting of our body and mind is itself the path. At first our path is narrow and separate, because that is who we think we are. When we become one with all of life, then our path widens and becomes more inclusive. If we persist with our training, eventually every moment and everything that is, is our path. Even if we have had patience with our own hollow shouting, now we have to deal with the whole world. What will we do?

Discipline is the wisdom gained from years of experience of knowing what is helpful to beings, by trying, and often, failing. Failure is often a better teacher than success. And, when we truly don’t know, discipline is trusting the deep stillness within.

That deep stillness knows, because it is part of – everything.

Discipline is getting out of clinging to the way of “my” ideas, and allowing “deep stillness” to lead the way..

Dit klink of ons baie lank in Mosselbaai vakansie gehou het, maar in werklikheid was dit sowat 10 dae se uitspan en rondkuier. Soos ek reeds genoem het, dit het meeste van die tyd gereën of was bewolk met min son in sig. Tog was dit heerlik om op die strand te loop, of koffie te drink terwyl ons vir die onstuimige see kyk, of om rond te ry en klein strand dorpies te verken.

Ek het nie eers geweet daar bestaan so n plek nie. Dit is n pragtige, baie klein dorpie met `n mooi strand en hierdie mooi huisies tussen die fynbos. Die dorpie, as mens dit so kan noem, is so klein dat selfs Wikipedia niks daarvan weet nie. Dit sê bloot dit is n dorpie aan die Weskus van SA en niks meer as net dit nie!

   

Wolke, sand en n grys see. Beslis nie swem weer nie, maar goed vir rondloop en koek en tee doen al langs die kus af.

Net anderkant Boggomsbaai lê Vleesbaai. Dit is effens grooter as Boggom se plek en Wikipedia weet ook meer van die dorpie. Die eerste wit voete op hierdie strand het ook aan Bartlomias Diaz en sy manskappe behoort. Hulle het in 1488 hier voet aan wal gesit en metaal en ander ware by die Hotentotte geruil vir beeste. Meer as n honderd jaar later is die plek eers gedoop tot Vleys Baeye deur Paulus van Caerden toe hy metaal en ander ware aan die Hottentotte geruil het vir beeste. Dit was op 14 Julie 1601. Vyf honderd jaar na Diaz hier anker gegooi het, in 1986, is die eerste elektrisiteitsligte in die dorp aangeskakel! Die wiele draai maar stadig in Afrika. Dis mos asof die spoed van lig self hier so effens stadiger is as in die res van die wêreld.

Daar was geen teken van Hottentotte nie, en ook nie van beeste nie. Net maar hierdie dapper vissermense wat in die reën kom hoek natmaak het. Daar is nie n restaurant op die dorp nie, net n vriendelike klein negosiewinkel met vriendelike mense agter die kasregister. Min mense woon permanenet hier. n Paar pensioenarisse het dit hulle laaste staning gemaak, vir die res staan die huise leeg tot dit vakansie word, veral Desember woel dit glo hier.

Van Vleesbaai is dit n kort entjie na Gourits Mond toe. Mens rits gou tot daar en vind dat dit n baie klein plekkie is waarvan Wikipedia ook niks weet behalwe die naam nie. Toe ons daar kom het dit so hard gereën dat ons nie eers op die strand kon loop of fotos neem nie.

Dit is hoe dit uit die lug uit lyk. (Internet foto). Die dorpie lê op die linker oewer van die Gourits Rivier en is skaars sigbaar op die foto. Visvang en lê en niks doen is skynbaar die grootste aantrekking van die plekkie. Jy kan ook stap en swem as jy jouself regtig wil moeg maak.

Saam met Cobie en Johan het ons ook Knysna, Grootbrak en Hartenbos verken, maar daarvan volgende keer.

 

Survival and extinction

According to Geneen Marie Haugen, the Washington Post recently ran an opinion piece entitled, “We don’t need to save endangered species. Extinction is part of evolution.” The writer earnestly presents the view that life will continue to evolve and maybe even flourish despite human-assisted extinctions of other species.

This is a very interesting view on our current ecological predicament – if it is a predicament at all (according to this line of reasoning).

What will it matter if the elephant, or the rhino, or the polar bear goes extinct? Who will miss them if they disappear from the earth? Only a couple of sentimental lovers of nature, counting for a very small, a tiny fraction of the world population of about 7 billion people, maybe?

There used to be bears in the forests of Europe, and lion, and many, many wolves. There are no lion left in all of Europe, neither are there any bears, and sadly, nobody is bothered by the absence of these magnificent creatures. Will it be different if the same happened in the rest of the world? We do not depend on them as a source of food, thus they are expendable? But it is even worse, the implied message in the statement: “We don’t need to save endangered species” is that we need not sit back passively and watch species go into extinction, we can go ahead and actively hunt them or harvest them into extinction without a worry in the world. Evolution will fix it.
As innocent as this admonition may seem, against the backdrop of  the current postmodern “Zeitgeist” (or “tydsgees”), the undertone is distinctly nihilistic. It does not matter whether it is driven by extreme self sufficient narcissism or what Danie Goosen in his book “Die Nihilisme: notas oor ons tyd” describes as “…die nihilistiese prysgawe van die wêreld as deelnemende gebeure”, the fact is that this attitude decries any moral obligation we have towards the world in general, and the life of all living creatures in particular.

Geneen Marie Haugen: “Sometimes the nearly unbearable beauty of the world overwhelms me. I tremble with a felt-sense that the magnificence that saturates the cosmos surely reflects the possibility, even now, of human magnificence. And then, as if I’ve crossed an invisible bridge to a waypoint of despair, I wonder how the mysterious, self-organizing wild Earth can peacefully co-exist with the absurdities and catastrophes of human invention.”

We are as part of the world around us as the world is part of us. What we do to our world, we do to ourselves. Maybe evolution will fix all the damage we do, and there is the possibility that evolution will see us as part of the problem to be fixed, and then fix us right off the face of the earth like the Dino’s of not so long ago.

But there is hope. Despite the world going through a tumultuous time of unravelling, of societies splintering into ethnic divides and identity politics ravishing peaceful co-existence, there is a glimmer of hope that a paradigm shift is slowly taking place. Egocentrism and egocentric leaders can and will not solve our problems, an inclusive world centric approach is desperately needed and hopefully in a process of gaining acceptance.

Geneen Marie Haugen: “In our time of disturbance and radical change, we are crossing a threshold, a portal, or an unseen bridge from one world to another. It could be said that the bridge is either collapsing beneath us, or being made as we walk together, in the long twilight hours when one civilization gives way to another.”

If we have enough people with the guts to walk that bridge together, we can make it, despite the Trumps and the Putins and the Brexitters of the world.

 

Omvang van Die Plaag

As jy nie dink hierdie Plaag is n bedreiging vir ons planeet se gesondheid nie, dan lewe jy in n ander wêreld.

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