Forgive Everyone, Everything, Forever

[ Cross-posted from Vanishing Narrative. Enjoy ! ]

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Top 12 Ways Losing Weight Resembles Spiritual Practice

12) Learn new vocabulary, such as ” Dharmakaya ” and ” pummelo ” .

11) Counter intuitive.

10) Full of surprises !

9) Hard to believe what you just nearly did.

8) Just one more thing your spouse shakes her head about.

7) Sometimes you’re totally high, sometimes it’s a slog.

6) Takes ” discipline“. ( really just awareness )

5) Both may call for fasting.

4) Transformative.

3) Motivation colors the outcome. ( A lot ! )

2) Delayed gratification is the name of the game.

1) You’re glad you did it.

Dave Letterman

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While the format above was [ vaguely ] inspired by Dave Letterman’s ” Top Ten Lists “, the content is entirely original.

Photo comes from here: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/Dave_Letterman.jpg

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Waking Up out of a Tradition

Buddham sarinam gacchami.
Dammam sarinam gacchami.
Sangham sarinam gacchami.

I go for refuge to Buddha , Dharma and Sangha.

Through the virtues I collect
from giving and other perfections,
may I become a Buddha for the benefit of all.

How many years have I recited this formula of aspiration
waiting for wisdom, waiting for unequivocal truth ?

After taking refuge in the Truth of B-D-S,
time and again,
I landed in the no-place
of no-I, no-Buddha, and no-time.

This raft got nobody to the far shore;
more or less extinguished and utterly astonished.

raft

More than three years after the upheaval, the journey continues.

Sans identity.

The Buddha’s 2500 year old word’s provided such a sure guide along the way.
Now, this life lives
in this moment,
as Presence,
in Flow,
circumscribed by no-thing.

(except when it doesn’t)

This fragment cannot express how it loved the path the Buddha
( and those many who dutifully, lovingly followed after ) laid down;
a path paved by empty bricks.

Perhaps, no matter how reliable a path one has followed,
the written path ends , whilst the journey continues.

In this case, it certainly has.

Am adept at following signs.

Signs ran out.

Perhaps this mirrors what Krishnamurti referenced
as he timelessly stated
” Truth is a pathless land. ”  (1)

This condition, highly wished for, meditated for and sought,
finally manifested after many years of practice.

What happened stretched  beyond what mind had ever imagined.

No words delineate it.

No guideposts left,

save

Love

&

    Emptiness.

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Raft photo from here: https://theconsciousprocess.files.wordpress.com/2014/04/raft.jpg

Space photo from here : <img src=”http://www.imaginator.me/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Vast-Expanses-Of-Thought-Mandala.jpg” width=”800″ height=”600″ class=”alignnone” />

Quote from J. Krishnamurti here: http://www.jiddu-krishnamurti.net/en/1929-truth-is-a-pathless-land

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Solstice Fire

PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON !

my brother belted out

  his four-year old son’s

favorite song

with great gusto

 enthusiasm for PUFF

ranged around the fire

crackling from Immanuel’s fire pit

keeping time on the djembe

moon not yet risen

fajitas not half-eaten

merlot not half finished

keeping time on the djembe

flames gently licking split dry logs

clear evening air

not bothering to stir

dry chill, banished close to the hearth

shakers, castenets, recorder, drums

keeping time on the djembe

“Was there fruitcake before solstice ?”

“Try one of these !”

“The tortoise dug a new den this year.”

“How’s  retirement going ?”

keeping time on the djembe

 snippets of conversation

 comprising life together

– community –

what I hiked so far away from

high up in the mountains

 here lies the social

talking, tears , laughter, percussion

and fruitcake

-people-

do they know

the love they are held with ?

do they sense

the love that they are ?

the song is almost over

roll to big finish

perfect flames snapping at dry logs

solstice fire of split dry wood

radiates the warmth of the personal

a deeply human glow

within the cool sea of awareness

“Why, yes, I like Sponge-Bob !”

“Arianna’s baby is due in April. “

“Have you heard from Zion and Isabella ?”

Slipping the djembe into its carrier.

“Please take something home.”

“Already done, love.”

Already done.

Djembe

Fire photo courtesy of : http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/download-picture.php?adresar=20000&soubor=camp-fire-73141289452103Ada.jpg

Djembe drum courtesy of : http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/download-picture.php?adresar=10000&soubor=1269-12421857686DQc.jpg

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Hafiz !

Hafiz !

Can it really be

as simple

as that ?

Just love

everyone

in every direction

always.

When

do you ever

get a break

from

God ?

Hafiz

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Pic thanks to : http://allspirit.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/hafiz.jpg

Something about Hafiz: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hafez

The actual edition of the book of Hafiz’ poems : http://www.amazon.com/The-Gift-Hafiz/dp/0140195815

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3:00 AM

3:00 AM

wide awake

thrashed by torment

’til

head explodes

 

exploding_head

with

forgiveness

!

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Photo thanks to : http://sleepjunkies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/exploding_head-200×200.jpg

For an excellent current post on forgiveness: http://philosophadam.wordpress.com/2014/12/15/forgive-and-be-free-the-liberating-power-of-forgiveness/

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Ascend in Silence

Ascend in silence

Ascend in silence
rest in spacious
sky-like awareness
horizon to horizon
no time…no lack…no effort.

Descend into silence
greet the menagerie
untamed beasties
roaming the wilds
of an unowned mind.

Stand as silence
like the ubiquitous junipers
impassive stone Buddhas
witnessing to back-swimmers
in the reflecting pool.

Gaze within silence
dusk softly deepens
hazy moon rises
in a murky grey sky.

Listen to silence
all day drizzle
pit-patter down
on high desert heights.

Walk immersed in silence
boots softly scuff rock
cattle low forlornly
two crows caw
from the temple steps.

Return with silence
to the world of abrupt noise
arising and falling
from within vast quiet.

Silence remains.

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Photo thanks to : http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/pictures/40000/nahled/full-moon-1366924091muB.jpg

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Five Mule Deer

Five mule deer

Five mule deer
poised and alert
all but hidden behind the blind
heads floating above
a smoke grey frenzy of brush.

Shining black pairs of eyes
intently gazing toward the road
something moving, drawing closer.

Tall charcoal sets of ears
pricked all the way up
acoustics finely tuned
to foreign footfalls crunch.

Small grey deer
utterly present
effortless
ready to bolt.

What does flow look like ?
Five deer
tracking the human
without a sound.

Mule Deer

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White

prayer flags flap wildly
five colors fade
into an ocean of fog

enveloped by clouds
adrift from long lost mooring

juniper forest, cactus and rock
enshrouded in white

the temple engulfed
by opaque blanket of cloud

White Tara laughs
through the gusting mist

I trudge the muddy path
back to a chilly kitchen
and a bowl of hot broth

White Tara, Vajrayana Saviouress

 

 

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White Tara pic from here: http://www.tibetanbuddhistmantras.com/images/deity_images/white_tara.jpg

 

 

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Noble Silence, Noble Solitude

Noble Silence

Silence gives one the space
to notice one’s own thoughts.

Silence puts one in touch
with the reality of the heart,
whatever it might be.

Silence makes it easier
to watch one’s actions.

Silence protects one
from oneself.

Silence of the human kind
allows other living things
to have a voice again
– the birds, the air, the insects . . .
even silence itself.

Posted by Marguerite Manteau-Rao on the blog Mind Deep

Marguerite-Manteau-Rao

 

The Garchen Institute hosts numerous long term retreatants who enter into silence to allow their practice to deepen sans distraction. The silence ranges from a few days ( such as the author’s brief 10 day stay) to over three years, often accompanied by a vow to keep silent for the duration.

One of many breathtaking views from the Garchen Buddhist Institute

 

Silence is practiced with noble solitude: not directly looking or unnecessarily making contact with others by eye, hand gestures or  body language.

Together, these may sound odd and isolating.

Experience shows just the opposite.

Silence and solitude relieve one from social obligations.

No pronouns required, no stories, no spoken self-references.

Stepping outside of social context frees the mind from much reflexive self-referencing.

[ No use for the bathroom mirror those 10 days, either. ]

When all the little self references are pulled out, what is left ?

Immediate experience simplifies, settles into the quiet, expands.

What a precious condition for practice, for introspection, for fostering simple awareness.

Voluntary silence and solitude open the door to an expansiveness, a lightness, an openness to experience and an open-hearted way of being.

But don’t take my word for it.

Silence and solitude are too valuable not to invite into practice.

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Margeruite Monteau-Rao’s Poem on Silence: http://minddeep.blogspot.com/2012/08/noble-silence.html

The photo from Garchen is from : http://www.garchen.net/images/location-diningwestview-sml.jpg

The main site for Garchen Buddhist Institute is : http://www.garchen.net/about.html

The photo of sand writing is from here: https://standinginanopenfield.files.wordpress.com/2014/12/a6ef9-enjoy_the_silence2-731881.jpg

A Silent Vow: http://www.highexistence.com/my-vow-of-silence-and-why-you-should-try-a-silent-vacation/

Lama Surya Das on Noble Silence: https://amitabhabuddha.wordpress.com/category/noble-silence/

A Book of Silence by Sara Maitland : http://www.amazon.com/A-Book-Silence-Sara-Maitland/dp/1582436134

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