Here is a Dharma talk I gave on August 21, 2014 at the Village Zendo in New York City . While loosely maintaining the theme of the end of summer, I comment on the 1970’s hit song “Summer Breeze” by Seals and Crofts, being a teenager in Bethesda Maryland, my daughter’s wedding, poems by Issa and Mary Oliver, Zen retreats and the beauty of zazen. 17 minutes.
In the talk I mention a painting I did when I was a teenager, an oil painting of a parrot. You can see the cat footprints in the upper left, and the smear where my brother sat on the wet painting in the lower right. Is there really any such thing as a mistake? Yes, but who knows if they are yet doorways to wisdom?