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#4165 - Tuesday, February 14, 2011 - Editor: Gloria Lee
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can I find a man who has forgotten words?
He is the one I would like to talk to.
~Chuang Tzu .......................
Wanting to reform the world without
discovering one's true self is like
trying to cover the world with leather to avoid the pain of walking on stones
and thorns. It is much simpler to wear shoes.
posted by Sandra Ma to Facebook
"Popularity among the
soundly alseep may not be the best criterion by which
to judge a method for waking up." ~Jed McKenna posted by Jill Richling-Thesman to Facebook
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Self-realization is a delusion. It is only because people have
been under the delusion that the non-Self is the Self and the unreal the Real
that they have to be weaned out of it by the other delusion called
Self-realization; because actually the Self always is the Self and there is no
such thing as realizing it." Ramana Maharshi
Nothing is Gained with Enlightenment
I once lived in an apartment so
small I had to step outside into the adjacent
hallway to open my oven door. There was room only for a bed, a radio, and a
cardboard carton of books. I kept my clothes in a closet down the hall. Even
in this confined space, there was housework to be done. Indeed, the demands
of maintenance follow us wherever we find ourselves, from palaces to prison
The Italian poet Cesare Pavese
wrote in his journal that we never remember
days, we remember only moments. And Zen teachers tell us that this moment
is the only one well ever have. Perhaps this is a better way of looking at
enlightenment. Its not achieving or gathering something. Nor is it losing or
overcoming something else. Its simply stepping outside of the room youre in
and allowing the oven door to open. Its checking the ceiling overhead and
cleaning up the spills beneath your feet.
- Gary Thorp, "The Dust Beyond the Cushion"
The flowering cherry trees
Vanish under waves ---
Until an old fisherman
Rows out across blossoms.
Whatever it is,
I cannot understand it,
Stubbornly overcomes me
Until I'm reduced to tears.
My final desire ---
That I be allowed to die
Under flowering cherries,
On the fifteenth evening
Of the second month."
From: "The Poetry of Zen," published by Shambhala posted to Daily Dharma by Dainen Kelly
So really what it comes down to, it's God. Wherever you look, it's God
appearing as this, that, and what you really love and appreciate in each form
is the divine formless out of which each form comes. But to be able to sense
that you have to sense it in yourself first. And that is seeing the beauty in
everything, that's really what it means.
A Message from Space
happens is the message:
you read an event and be one and wait,
like breasting a wave, all the while knowing
by living, though not knowing how to live.
Or workers built an
antenna -- a dish
aimed at stars -- and they themselves are its message,
crawling in and out, being worlds that loom,
dot-dash, and sirens, and sustaining beams.
And sometimes no one
is calling but we turn up
eye and ear -- suddenly we fall into
sound before it begins, the breathing
so still it waits there under the breath --
And then the green
of leaves calls out, hills
where they wait or turn, clouds in their frenzied
stillness unfolding their careful words:
"Everything counts. The message is the world."
~ William Stafford ~
(The Way It Is)
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