Wednesday, December 4, 2024
Monday, December 2, 2024
The Natural State
art Kinuko.Y.Craft
The Natural State
Perfectly stay in the natural flow,
There is no other concentration.
Perfectly realize the natural state,
There is no other wisdom.
~ Patrul Rinpoche
When shall I come to dwell in forests amongst the deer, the birds, the trees?
~ Shantideva
When both body and mind are at peace, all things appear as they are - perfect, complete, lacking nothing.
~ Dogen Zenji
“Mountains and rivers, the great earth itself—these are the true masters, offering teachings without words.”
~ Chan Saying
“In the silence of the forest, where the winds chant their songs, one discovers the dharma more clearly than in a thousand sermons.”
~ Ajahn Chah
“Living among the pines and the cedars, I let the stream and rocks teach me how to practice.”
~ Ryokan
“To see the essence of things, walk in the wilderness; there, the mind and nature are one.”
~ Milarepa
“There are no greater temples than mountains, no more profound scriptures than rivers, no truer teachers than the rustling of leaves.”
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
“On retreat in nature, I see that the sound of the wind in the trees and the cry of the cuckoo are no different than the Buddha’s voice.”
~ Zen Master Bankei
“When the body sits at rest under a tree, the heart can truly take refuge in the forest’s stillness.”
~ Ajahn Sucitto
“A mind that is quiet and at ease, like a mirror reflecting the sky, finds its reflection in the unspoiled beauty of the natural world.”
~ Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche
“The forests and mountains invite us to abide in a state of simplicity, to rediscover the ground of being.”
~ The Buddha, paraphrased from the Pali Canon
The great 13th century master Longchen Rabjam said that nature provides a perfect support for resting in “the mind of uncontrived naturalness” which lies at the heart of the Buddhist Great Perfection tradition.
One’s own present awareness, left as it is, in natural ease,
Beyond qualities and flaws to be added or removed, accepted or rejected,
Is the unaltered, unchanging wisdom of pure awareness;
And to rest in this experience is to unite view and meditation.
~ Patrul Rinpoche
May you find your way home today - to your true nature, the natural state.
With Palms Together
Lama Michael
Thursday, November 21, 2024
Swami Abhishiktananda - Return within
Swami Abhishiktananda was a French Benedictine monk and priest who felt called to live in india in order to set up contemplative monasteries there. He ended up staying the rest of his life and discovering more than he had bargained for in the general life of india and particularly in advaita vedanta. He never renounced his vocation as a monk or priest
Thursday, November 14, 2024
Joan Tollifson - Undeniable and unavoidable
Naming this undivided wholeness (calling it wholeness, unicity, Consciousness, awareness, the Self, the True Self, the One Mind, presence, Buddha Nature, emptiness, or any other name) is always potentially misleading because names create the mirage-like appearance of something in particular (this but not that). And what we’re talking about is not something. It is everything and no-thing. Emptiness is what remains when all our ideas, words and beliefs about life drop away. It is not nothing in a nihilistic sense. It is everything, just as it is.
This wholeness or emptiness is not some abstract idea or mystical state of consciousness, but simply the undeniable actuality of this moment – the sounds of traffic, the hum of machinery, the song of a bird, the knowingness that this is and that you are here. This bare being, this aware presence, this present experiencing requires no belief and cannot be doubted. It is undeniable and unavoidable. What can be doubted are all the ideas, interpretations, and stories about this. All our confusion and suffering is in this conceptual overlay, never in Reality itself. This book is about seeing through the imaginary problem.
---Joan Tollifson, from her book, “Painting the Sidewalk with Water”
Wednesday, November 13, 2024
Ed Crowley - In Rumi’s field
People often
ask me where
I live and what’s
the name of my
hometown road
I smile
as I tell them
it’s nowhere
Yet
it’s everywhere
and it’s simply
my humble abode
I’m the
Unknown Wanderer
and hence
I simply wander
then I pivot
Awareness around
Into the stillness
of the Silence
as I lay my soul
down in Rumi’s field
Where the
Beloved Ones
teachings are revealed
If you want to know
where I call home at
the end of the day
look up at the stars
It’s beyond your vision
but if you look
long enough you’ll
sense me there
spinning like a Sufi
in the boundless
galaxy
of the Milky Way
But you can find me
if you simply look
within your heart
That’s where I’ve
always been right
from the start
Wednesday, October 23, 2024
Sunday, October 6, 2024
Christian Bobin - Silence is the highest form of thought
this highest form of knowledge, be fulfilled in me:
the dream, the worship of silence.
It is never in vain that we give way
to this elementary beauty which seizes the soul
in the spiral of a star or anything in the world:
such certainty soothes the hours when I do not write, as those when I write.
Silence is the highest form of thought
and it is by developing in us this silent attention
mute to the day, that we will find our place
in the absolute that surrounds us.
It is ours when all is lacking and all is far from being _
to give our life the patience of a work of art,
the flexibility of reeds that the hand of
the wind wrinkles, In homage to winter.
A little silence is enough.
A little of this immaterial food that the mother dispensed
by reading a story that dug the night and burned it to infinity...
Christian Bobin -The simple enchantment