Marie Mutsuki Mockett Quotes & Sayings

And then an odd thing happened.I could, in fact, sense exactly where everyone was in the process of eating his or her meal — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

To practice the Way single heartedly is, in itself, enlightenment. There is no gap between practice and enlightenment and daily life. This stripped-down Buddhist aesthetic pervades all aspects of St Zen. Most St Zen temples eschew the fantastic sculptures of bodhisattvas with their jewelry and fluttering robes. Instead, Zen emphasizes rock gardens, green-tea caffeine-infused meditation, and single-mindedness. — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

It is very easy to convince yourself that you have done something correctly if you never pay attention to what else you might have done in the first place. (Satomi from Picking Bones From Ash) — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

I thought of all the tender bonds that were torn by the tsunami, and of how we humans try and try again to knit ourselves together, and how we are at our best and our happiest when we do. I thought that of all the cruel and futile things that can happen to us in life, the very worst is when we are separated. — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

You must not become a silly creature ... relying on other people to tell you what is valuable and what is not ... the most important thing in life is to be able to see things as they really are. — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

The distance between losing someone and accepting that they are gone is of course the very essence of grieving, — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

... you look like a loved person. It always shows on people's faces. The ones who discover love when they are much older always look startled. The loved ones expect it from other people. — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

My mother always told me that there is only one way a woman can be truly safe in this world. And that is to be fiercely, inarguably, and masterfully talented. This is different than being intelligent or even educated. (Satomi from Picking Bones From Ash) — Marie Mutsuki Mockett

I often felt in those days that to be stuck in grief was to feel kidnapped against one's will and forced to go to some foreign country, all the while just longing to go back home. — Marie Mutsuki Mockett