The Wheel Fortune Is Fickle By Nature

If the wheel of fortune is fickle by nature?  The chances of your turn to be loved by it, May arrive at some point.

The title of my last post was: A year to forget, and move on, what follows? We will see…Well it did not take too long, did it?

Trouble At The Capitol

I will not dwell in telling you, if you live here on Planet Earth, I am sure you are aware, unless you are a Chinese hermit living on the Zhongnan Mountains, Bill Porter found an old  hermit who had been on the mountain for many years, and so isolated from worldly cares, he said to him, and his guide: “You guys mention chairman Mao, who is that guy?” He never had heard of chairman Mao!

Chinese  Hermit

Well our state of mind can be as that as well.

Matsuo Basho (1644-94), samurai-born but a rootless wanderer most of his life, was a deep student of Zen. One day his Zen master Butcho paid him a visit at “home” — a “broken cottage” by the Sumida River in Edo (present-day Tokyo). “How are you getting on?” the master inquired.

“After the recent rain the moss has grown greener than ever,” replied Basho.

“What Buddhism is there,” pursued Butcho, “before the moss has grown greener?”

“A frog jumps into the water,” replied Basho — “hear the sound!”

We’re almost there: “An ancient pond/ a frog jumps in/ the sound of water.”

Frog On A Calm Pond

A year of Pandemic, death, riots, unemployment, masks, isolation, uncertainty, contested election, and this New Year mayhem at the Capitol, a New President, Impeachment trial, and who knows what else it’s ahead of us?

My point is we cannot have the counsel of knowing the future, and even less to know it will be nice, and rosy.

When we arrive to a place in our road when we can grasp, we are not really in control, of what may happen except our own immediate actions, like knowing what you will cook for diner, even if you can’t predict, a friend will pick you up unexpectedly, and not able to refuse him, he will take you somewhere else to have diner, or   an urgent matter comes to you before diner, and you must take care of it, and forget diner, or even worst  a phone call with tragic news make you urgently to go away at once.

You get my meaning, there’s things that are beyond our control, and are unpredictable.

The Way To Cold Mountain

Cold Mountain’s full of strange sights

Men who go there end by being scared.

Water glints and gleams in the moon,

Grasses sigh and sing in the wind.

The bare plum blooms again with snow,

Naked branches have clouds for leaves.

When it rains, the mountain shines –

In bad weather you’ll not make this climb.

Peaks On Cold Mountain

A thousand clouds, ten thousand streams,

Here I live, an idle man,

Roaming green peaks by day,

Back to sleep by cliffs at night.

One by one, springs and autumns go,

Free of heat and dust, my mind.

Cave Retreat

Sweet to know there’s nothing I need,

Silent as the autumn river’s flood.

Thirty years in this world

I wandered ten thousand miles,

By rivers, buried deep in grass,

In borderlands, where red dust flies.

Tasted drugs, still not Immortal,

Read books, wrote histories.

Now I’m back at Cold Mountain,

Head in the stream, cleanse my ears.

Meditaing On A Stream

I travelled to Cold Mountain:

Stayed here for thirty years.

Yesterday looked for family and friends.

More than half had gone to Yellow Springs.

Slow-burning, life dies like a flame,

Never resting, passes like a river.

Today I face my lone shadow.

Suddenly, the tears flow down.

Zhongnan Meditation Under Rock

Han Shan.

And no, I am not suggesting for you, to abandon life, and go to the mountains to live in a cave, but make your home your cave, when you daily retire to it, and free yourself at least for those hours, from the worries of the World, with the pandemic you must have acquired some practice already, neither worry about the news, what will come, will come, no need to agonize before our number It’s called up.

Light And Mountain Peaks In China

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  1. This post and your suggestions concerning our “cosy cave”, irrespective of whether it is on the cold mountain or anywhere else, is just very much on my wavelength, Mr. Brogido!:) By the way, I have been on the yellow mountains and they just seem similar to your pictures. My very best regards Martina

    • theburningheart says:

      Yes Martina, I realize reading your latest post, we are attuned to the same idea, we all should profit from contingency, or at least try, changing our attitude, and see the usefulness of an unexpected situation it’s the key to discover hidden potential.

      As usual, Bob told me to tell you he is reading: The Queen’s Gambit by Walter Tevis, he is raving about it. 🙂

      • Yes, exactly, Mr. Brogido, discover hidden potentials, new ways of doing things and above all, for me, not letting myself being pushed into buying things, which I do not want or need!
        My best regards also to Bob and I am happy that he enjoys the mentioned book:):) I have taken note of “The queen’s Gambit” but, you know, Shantaram has more than 9oo pages!
        Enjoy your home and the peace you can find in it:)
        All the best Martin

      • theburningheart says:

        Good for you, there’s no reason to be buying stuff you do not need.
        Well, take it easy, I have being reading a book with 15,000 pages in 36 volumes, since two years ago, and still stuck on the second volume in page 162! Not to count the dozens of books that I have around my bed, half read, I am enjoying now the first volume out of five, of the Chin ping Mei, or the The Plum on the Golden Vase, translated by David Tod Roy, trying to read through the Landmark Julius Caesar the complete works, and The Landmark Arrian The Campaign of Alexander, and so many other books, but I do not rush, I was able to read the whole Xī Yóu Jì, Journey to The West some years ago, like I have unfinished full works of Tolstoy, and Dostoyevsky, Eca de Queiroz, Perez Galdos, Blasco Ibañez, Proust, Carlos Ruiz Zafon, and quite a few others, in all honesty I do not need to buy a single book more, and possibly I will die without reading all the books that I have started, but you know, curiosity, combined with variety it’s the spice of book reading. and make my cave a pleasant refuge, of peace, and intellectual comfort to keep me busy, according to my changing reading whims, of the moment, now that I am retired.

        My best wishes to you Martina! 🙂

      • I am very amused by your way of procedure and very much recommend you to go on the way you like it best:) I think this way of behaviour could already be a reason for some people to make you change your whims, isn’t it?
        Anyway, as I am always interested in China, I would choose Ping Mei, about the Ming dynasty and its sexuality! It seems to be akin to Lolita.
        As I am reading books in 4 languages I am also much slower and I have the habit of taking up books I have read in the past, such as “Haben oder sein” by Erich Fromm, which I mentioned in my post! You certainly also remember “The edge of the nest,about Turgenev’s life, which I read last year and so on….
        Let’s enjoy our cave and have a good day:) Martina

      • theburningheart says:

        I am glad you got amused by my reading habits, that have changed through the years, when young would read any book that come my way, later become more selective, and with experience will look for more specialized reading regarding diverse subjects, I had my literary days, and posses a great collection of great writers, but nowadays shun stuff that no longer appeals to me, for different reasons, subject, style, substance, and I am less tolerant of certain authors, of mass appeal and generally not attracted to read novels, with some exceptions, as much as I did before, but I am more for Historical narratives, and old classics, with Spiritual, or Philosophical content.
        The Chin Ping Mei, I read an abridged version during my youth, David Tod Roy translated scholarly the whole version, and it’s delightful, but no relation whatsoever to Nabokov’s Lolita, actually it’s a moral tale with Buddhist overtones, but made to appeal to all categories of people, and great literary, and poetic skill, telling us that the wages of sin, if pleasurable, and sweet at first, carry a heavy, and bitter price to pay along the way.
        As you, sometimes read again an old book for memories sake, but its common for me to read from four, or five different books through the day, some ones not to pick up for several days, even months, sometimes out of sight it’s out of mind, but generally at one point I finish them.

        Best wishes Martina. 🙂

      • It‘s a pleasure to read these news together with my breakfast soup!🍵🥕🥦😀🌻

      • theburningheart says:

        Bon appétit, Martina. 🙂

  2. rulookingforjesus says:

    Great post

  3. ptero9 says:

    Your safe wisdom is just what the doctor ordered! Although like most everything else in life, making peace for oneself and trying to remember always to be kind, is an ongoing work. The more time I spend alone, the more peace I feel. I’m grateful in many ways for this strange period of my life and the times we are all living through.
    Thanks for the inspiring writing!

    • theburningheart says:

      I got to confess, that living by myself for so many years, the pandemic isolation, it’s not even a trial for me, just an inconvenience, when doing errands, wearing a mask. Except for not being able to socialize a bit, life has not changed radically for me, having retired a few years ago, and with few obligations, like taking care of myself.
      Having peace was a long quest in my life, being an INFJ character, until I realized that loneliness, was not the problem, but keeping company!
      Its great when we are grateful, regardless our circumstances.

      Thank you for your comment we appreciate it Debra. 🙂

  4. ptero9 says:

    *Safe* should be *shared*

  5. Don Ostertag says:

    Once again an excellent post. One I can read over and over.

  6. James McEwan says:

    if only everyone would take a deep breath and say – aahh.

  7. Pam Lazos says:

    Beautiful and poetic. Thanks for the reminder to approach stillness as an old friend. ;0)

  8. Dalo 2013 says:

    Beautiful, to free yourself from the worries of the world. Not easy to do these days, but I like the thought “An ancient pond/ a frog jumps in/ the sound of water.” Peaceful and poetic post.

    • theburningheart says:

      Well, any true endeavor require preparation, a lot of practice, and application, of course, for all of this, you need time to dedicate to it. But due to isolation because pandemic, we may as well, do something to profit from from the whole mess.
      Thank you for your nice comment, we appreciate it. 🙂

  9. B says:

    Reading this and responding from the serenity of my “cave”. Paz

  10. laborsettadelledonne says:

    Thanks for the advice 🙂 It’s a nice way of seeing our homes duing this pandemic 🙂

  11. selizabryangmailcom says:

    Definitely the only place we can find real peace is in our own minds. And that’s the hardest foe to fight into submission most of the time! But if our surroundings are quiet and peaceful, or if we can dig out at least a few hours of quiet peace in our own homes, the home could become an extension of the brain and support and foster inner peace. Because you’re right: we can’t see the future or control much of what’s going on. Worry gets us nowhere. 🙂

    • theburningheart says:

      Yes, like a long, and tiresome day outside, make the moment of unlocking our home door, and entering into it, the peaceful, quiet environment, our body release endorphins that soothes us, and make us feel less tired, and tune us to a joyful mood.
      Or getting an extra day of the week, to stay home doing little, what’s there not to like? 🙂

  12. Very wise post. I still think we start understanding something only when the number of years is way up.
    No, nobody has really seen the future exactly as it would be. So far, we’ve speculated and some people have predicted some things, yet, it is always different from what we think.
    Also, life will always outwit us, whether to the better or worse. We seems to be never getting exactly what we believe we want.

    • theburningheart says:

      Now Inese, this is what is named synchronicity, I was reading your post, as you were reading mine! 🙂
      On the last days I have reflected on the saying, that youth is wasted on the young, a period when we know little and we are at our prime, and all we do is procrastinate, and waste our time in nonsense, rather than to develop, what later in life it’s essential, such things, as joy, inner peace and contentment, as an old teacher used to say: “To be at peace with the World, and the World at peace with us.”

      Although I confess when young imagining how my life will turn, I really did not had idea, but in retrospect I can say that knowing the seed, you can tell the tree, and that a tree you know by the fruit it gives.
      Thank you for your interesting comment Inese. 🙂

  13. Unfortunately, even serene mountain places not spared from menacing humans, leaving a trail of litter and garbage wherever they go.

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