Parts Play With Parts
From here down it is earth
But earth does not exist
From here up it is heaven
But heaven does not exist
So what does?
The immediate experience here now
And what does it say?
The light has given birth
To the soft flesh
The soft flesh has separated
And parts play with parts
Imagining ins and outs
Firmnesses and softnesses
But look:
Up in the air
The angels caress us all
Breathing eternity.
So tell me: Who are you? Are you the parts? Are you the light? Are you the angels? Or are you eternity? What do you want to do now?
I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became involved with the Chan Meditation Center and studied meditation and Buddhist knowledge with the late Master Sheng-yen from Taiwan. For twelve years I was in a process of deepening my meditation. I had many more experiences and insights and my life changed. After having illustrated more than 40 children’s books and writing two of them, I left this career too and went to New York University to study art therapy.
