Comments on: Walking

By: Joan Degiorgio

Joan Degiorgio — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 18:44:27 +0000

Doen,

It was great to see this very familiar landscape through your eyes. It was satisfying to be on this walk with you – so simple, so present.

Love,

Joan

By: Sean

Sean — Tue, 03 Aug 2010 21:35:16 +0000

“They said listen to the sermon outside my window, the preaching of the insentient – and I did. I let my mind fill the empty lots outside my window, the street full of cans and rubble, flattened cigarette packs, illegible pages of newspaper – the landscape of the Great Way.”

- I’ve had similar experiences. Emptying out in this way to ‘listen’ to the world actually does reveal many layers and a mutability.

By: Annette

Annette — Sun, 01 Aug 2010 14:59:18 +0000

Thank you for this wonderful walk, Sensei!
What came into my mind (besides of a part of the already discussed things) was the question how Eyowyn would describe it, what adventures she experienced. Would she tell us about this exciting rabbit smell at the corner of your house? The flavour of the snow? How she loves to chase your bootlaces? The fear that came up when she saw this deer and how save it felt to stay behind your legs and watch it? Does she remember those things? Or is it more like she is experiencing it and then there is the next adventure? Could this be one of the differences between her and us?

By: John

John — Sun, 01 Aug 2010 02:34:36 +0000

Thanks for this, Sensei. Reading this helped me slow down– realizing the way is here, with me right now. It is me. As fleeting as the seasons. Just a traveler on this path.

By: Kris Sarkady

Kris Sarkady — Fri, 30 Jul 2010 19:13:04 +0000

How beautiful and peaceful your essay is. It inspires me to slow down and appreciate the wonder of life, nature and my experiences in life. Thank you for sharing yourself with us.

By: Philip

Philip — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 05:11:56 +0000

Thank you Sensei for this morning story. It is wonderful to see how the Salt Lake City you describe is everywhere.

By: Kim

Kim — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 23:08:51 +0000

I’ve been cursing the heat today — thank you for plunking me down into winter.

By: liz

liz — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 18:38:59 +0000

thank you for this beautiful essay. when the reading was conlete, i closed my eyes, listened to my breathe, my speedy thoughts stopped. I found peace, during a hectic time of my creation. The way is here regardless of how quickly I move about. Thank you.

By: Chris

Chris — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 14:40:53 +0000

Many many thanks for taking us with you on this wonderful morning walk. It’s making me try to listen more intensely to the beautiful songs sung by everything around me, the songs of life itself. It also brings to my mind some lines by Spanish poet Antonio Machado. Francisco Varela, neuroscientist and Tibetan Buddhist, translated them as follows:

Wanderer, the road is your
Footsteps, nothing else;
wanderer, there is no pain,
you lay down a path in walking.
In walking you lay down a path.

By: Wynn Seishin Wright

Wynn Seishin Wright — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 12:55:51 +0000

Thank you for the beautiful essay. I’ve taken many winter walks in SLC and have often looked for the slightest signs of spring. Now, here in North Carolina, the winters don’t last as long, but we’re far from home and it will take time to build a new community. We’re enjoying our dream of a new house and unfinished landscape, and wonder where this path will lead.