HAPPY NEW YEAR. 2020.
Here is a short essay on what you might work on in 2020 by asking yourself if you want peace. If you do, where and what and how do you act to get it. If you are like Mr. Pathak, you might want it but find you can’t seem to find it. Mr. Pathak may be able to help you out – give you some clue on what might be keeping you restless and miserable. Good, good luck.
It seems fitting that during the week the President of the United States was impeached by the House of representatives, that we return to Ming Zhen’s essay on The Habit of Seeking Truth. A few read throughs might enliven you to several periods of self-examination on what your personal duty is right in the middle of the life you live. It’s my hope, anyway. Enjoy!
This image reminded me that I have been a seeker since I was a young girl. My seeking ties me to all humans who yearn to be set free of their human bondage, to be released from sorrow and alienation, to be united with wisdom, safety and divine care. As we begin to emerge from the fog of the human pursuit of happiness, we re-member this core impulse. Then we begin to trust that our impulse to seek the divine is leading us somewhere. We realize it can be leaned on, the energy of our yearning like fuel for our engine of transformation.
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.
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.
