by Ivette Ebaen
The Bonfire, by Kunikida Doppo (1871-1908) Many years ago, I read Kunikida Doppo’s short story, The Bonfire, and fell in love with his writing. Written like haiku, in length it is a slice of poetic verse; a story dense with unforgettable imagery. I found this translation online, listed as a work in Public Domain. After reading this version, once again I was inspired by… Read More
March 5, 2017 + Archives, Articles, featured, haiku, Reflections of A Golden I
by Ivette Ebaen
Lent: Make It Relevant This is a time of year when our Inner Monk cries out for attention. It is the season of hibernation, of contemplation and reflection. A time to consider retreat and rest from the activities of the world. We give ourselves space from the desert we’ve been living, so we can turn and find nourishment in the cell of our… Read More
by Ivette Ebaen
Pauses: A Book of Hours, Flipbook In the Middle Ages, little prayer books like this were lavishly illustrated, leather bound, sacred, and secretly kept from public view. One attended to God in the quiet cell of one’s heart; paying respect and pausing to contemplate and meditate on the seven canonical hours: Vigils, Matins, Lauds, Prime, Terce, Sext, None, Vespers with Compline, throughout the… Read More
by Ivette Ebaen
A Fairy Tale Original story and photo montages by Ivette Ebaen. Below the Flipbook click on the central opposing arrows to enlarge and view feature.
by Ivette Ebaen
Ten Stanzas from Shantideva’s Full Acceptance of the Awakening Mind Text translation by Stephen Batchelor. Photo montages created by Ivette Ebaen.
January 11, 2017 + Archives, featured, Reflections of A Golden I
by Ivette Ebaen
Reflections Of A Golden I After the holidays and the world is getting over its hangover, January rolls in as dismal as the weather. What to do to keep from falling into the depths of depression after the gangs all gone and you find yourself alone? Which reminds me how vigorously I had to practice, not to fall into the pit of depression while… Read More
January 3, 2017 + Archives, Articles, featured, Reflections of A Golden I, SoulCollage
by Ivette Ebaen
Four decades ago when I lived in New York, green and ripe right out of college, the haven I called my own was housed in a cigar box. Home then was a one-room studio, a hotplate and a hand basin served as a kitchen. Having spent my day filing invoices for a company on the Lower Eastside, I’d come home, flip open the lid of… Read More
