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foxytricks:

s0p-hia:
This plant is called “makahiya”; in Tagalog, ‘hiya’ means shy.
Upon being touched, this plant’s leaves immediately fold up together as if the plant is shy (hence its name).

foxytricks:

s0p-hia:

This plant is called “makahiya”; in Tagalog, ‘hiya’ means shy.

Upon being touched, this plant’s leaves immediately fold up together as if the plant is shy (hence its name).

(Source: jaidefinichon)

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“The Buddha’s message was simple but profound. Neither a life of self- indulgence nor one of self- mortification can bring happiness. Only a middle path, avoiding these two extremes, leads to peace of mind, wisdom, & complete liberation from the dissatisfactions of life.” ~Bhante Gunaratana

“The Buddha’s message was simple
but profound. Neither a life of self-
indulgence nor one of self-
mortification can bring happiness.
Only a middle path, avoiding these
two extremes, leads to peace of
mind, wisdom, & complete
liberation from the dissatisfactions
of life.”

~Bhante Gunaratana

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http://poetyca.wordpress.com/2012/08/20/nella-vita-quotidiana/ Nella vita quotidiana
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”Touching the earth I let go of my idea that I am this body and my life span is limited. I see that this body, made up of the four elements, is not really me and I am not limited by this body. I am part of the stream of life of spiritual blood ancestors that for thousands of years has been flowing into the present and flows on for thousands of years into the future. I am one with my ancestors, I am one with all people and all species whether they are peaceful and fearless, or suffering and afraid. At this very moment I am present everywhere on this planet. I am also present in the past and in the future. The disintegration of this body does not touch me, just as when the plum blossom falls it does not mean the end of the plum tree. I see myself as a wave on the surface of the ocean, my nature is the ocean water. I see myself in all other waves, and all the other waves in me…I see how I exist elsewhere than in this body. Seventy or eighty years is not my life span. My life span, like the leaf or the Buddha, is limitless.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh~
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”Touching the earth I let go of my
idea that I am this body and my life
span is limited. I see that this body,
made up of the four elements, is
not really me and I am not limited
by this body. I am part of the
stream of life of spiritual blood
ancestors that for thousands of
years has been flowing into the
present and flows on for thousands
of years into the future. I am one
with my ancestors, I am one with all
people and all species whether they
are peaceful and fearless, or
suffering and afraid. At this very
moment I am present everywhere
on this planet. I am also present in
the past and in the future. The
disintegration of this body does not
touch me, just as when the plum
blossom falls it does not mean the
end of the plum tree. I see myself
as a wave on the surface of the
ocean, my nature is the ocean
water. I see myself in all other
waves, and all the other waves in
me…I see how I exist elsewhere
than in this body. Seventy or eighty
years is not my life span.
My life span, like the leaf or the
Buddha, is limitless.”

~Thich Nhat Hanh~

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“Because they are primeval, because they outlive us, because they are fixed, trees seem to emanate a sense of permanence. And though rooted in earth, they seem to touch the sky. For these reasons it is natural to feel we might learn wisdom from them, to haunt about them with the idea that if we could only read their silent riddle rightly we should learn some secret vital to our own lives; or even, more specifically, some secret vital to our real, our lasting and spiritual existence.” - Kim Taplin, Tongues in Trees, 1989, p. 14.

“Because they are primeval, because they outlive us, because they are fixed, trees seem to emanate a sense of permanence. And though rooted in earth, they seem to touch the sky. For these reasons it is natural to feel we might learn wisdom from them, to haunt about them with the idea that if we could only read their silent riddle rightly we should learn some secret vital to our own lives; or even, more specifically, some secret vital to our real, our lasting and spiritual existence.” - Kim Taplin, Tongues in Trees, 1989, p. 14.

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God has a voice she speaks through me- Mexico

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Tales of a Grass Widow promo
CocoRosie
Rodrigo Jardon

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Tales of a Grass Widow promo

CocoRosie

Rodrigo Jardon

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