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#2521 - Sunday, July 9, 2006 - Editor: Gloria Lee
Invocation of Peace
Peace be to earth and to airy spaces!
Peace be to heaven, peace be to the waters,
peace to the plants and peace to the trees!
May all the Gods grant to me peace!
By this invocation of peace may it be diffused!
-Atharva Veda
From "Teachings of the Hindu Mystics," © 2001 by Andrew Harvey
You shall go out
with joy and be led forth in peace. The mountains and the hills
before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of
the field shall clap their hands.
Isaiah 55:12
photo by Alan
Larus http://www.ferryfee.com/bluesky/islands/10.htm
"When you are the mirror, then you have
no problems with reflections--
they can be big, small, nice, ugly, any kind.
For you, the reflections are only a manifestation of your
quality,
which is like that of a mirror.
When you have no problems with reflections, then you understand
self-
liberation you are not changing or transforming something.
You are only being in your real nature."
~ Chogyal Namkhai Norbu
From the book, "Dzogchen Teachings", edited by Jim
Valby and Adriano
Clemente, published by Snow Lion Publications.
.............
"When we have gained the elimination of
all the negative qualities and
gained all the positive qualities of realization, it is the
unchanged
nature of our own mind, exactly as it is, which is Buddhahood.
While we do not realize this, we are under the power of the
defilements and wander in samsara.
When we realize the true nature of the mind, there is the
conviction
that the mind is Buddhahood."
~ Khenchen Thrangu Rinpoche
From the website http://www.simhas.org/teaching6.html
posted
to Daily Dharma
Imagine a very poor man living in a
decrepit little shanty, the only thing he owns in the world. What
he does not know is that just beneath his shanty, but hidden in
the dirt, is an inexhaustible vein of gold. As long as he remains
ignorant of his hidden wealth, this pauper remains in poverty;
but when he attends more closely to his own dwelling, he is bound
to discover his own fathomless wealth. Similarly, all we need to
do is unveil our own nature, and we will find an inexhaustible
source of wisdom, compassion, and power. It is nothing we need to
acquire from anywhere or anything. It has always been there.
Seen in this light, the Buddha-nature requires no additions. One
does not have to memorize sutras, recite prayers, or accumulate
virtues to create it. All one needs to do is unveil it.
-- B. Alan
Wallace
The first noble truth says simply that it's
part of being human to feel discomfort. We don't even have to
call it suffering anymore; we don't even have to call it
discomfort. It's simply coming to know the fieriness of fire, the
wildness of wind, the turbulence of water, the upheaval of earth,
as well as the warmth of fire, the coolness and smoothness of
water, the gentleness of the breezes, and the goodness,
solidness, and dependability of the earth. Nothing in its essence
is one way or the other. The four elements take on different
qualities; they're like magicians. Sometimes they manifest in one
form and sometimes in another. . . .The first noble truth
recognizes that we also change like the weather, we ebb and flow
like the tides, we wax and wane like the moon.
-- Pema Chodron in Awakening Loving-Kindness
from Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle
book
Summer Kitchen
In June's high light she stood at the sink
With a glass of wine,
And listened for the bobolink,
And crushed garlic in late sunshine.
I watched her cooking, from my chair.
She pressed her lips
Together, reached for kitchenware,
And tasted sauce from her fingertips.
"It's ready now. Come on," she said.
"You light the candle."
We ate, and talked, and went to bed,
And slept. It was a miracle.
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Poem:
"Summer Kitchen" by Donald Hall from The Painted
Bed. © Hughton Mifflin Company.
You Reading
This, Be Ready
Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?
Will you
ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?
When you
turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life -
What can
anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?
~ William Stafford ~ (The Way It Is)
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