Do Not Let the Manifestations of the Material World Obscure the Truth of Being It is ridiculous to be sucked […]
Spiritual work, like the artistic journey of the Bronte sisters who would become some of the world’s most respected authors, begins…and continues…with opening doors. To make great art or to cultivate Buddha Mind, one begins by naming that which is hidden. “Turn around the light to shine within,” * says the ancient text. To shine the light of awareness, to tell the truth of how life is not conforming to our hopes and dreams and find the courage to name it: In “To Walk Invisible,” this truth-telling is the tension-filled opening story line of the two-hour drama.
If there is leakage of views, the intellect does not stir from its fixed position – and falls […]
This piece will take time to understand. Contemplate it. Don’t rush through it.
There are links to click and study. Good luck. May the merit benefit all beings.
Chapter Two looks at the very heart of our dilemma – it is simple – we are caught in the divided delusion of right and wrong, good and bad – this divided mind keeps us from looking at the Source; the Oneness beyond words. Until we look and know the Source for ourselves, we will endlessly suffer; moving the rocks around in the river’s flow – trying to get it just right.
There are five contemplations in this short chapter. Please feel free to download the e-book.
Each contemplation is a daily practice of following the light.
It requires effort and focus and a study of your own life.
A brief peek into our tendency towards xenophobia. At what cost? Ask yourself at what cost?
The meaning is not in the words, yet it responds to the inquiring impulse. Song of the Precious […]
Now you have it, so keep it well. Jewel Mirror Samadhi
The quote above is a line from a Zen Buddhist Poem, titled, The Song of the Precious Jeweled Mirror Samadhi. It comes at the beginning of the poem right after the resounding affirmation by one of Buddha Shakyamuni’s disciples, Mahakashapa – the fellow who smiled a smile of recognition when Buddha Shakyamuni lifted a flower after giving a teaching. The poem is directed to those who have some understanding of what was/is intimately communicated.
Janus, the Roman God FOREWARD by Fashi Lao Yue When I would grumble about something to Ming Zhen, […]
When You Fall Down, Get Up! We all fall down. It is the human condition. We make mistakes. We […]
__________ Beings are numberless, I vow to save them by living as a monk. Obstructions are numberless, I vow to […]