People cleave to their worldly possessions and selfish passions so blindly as to sacrifice their own lives for them. They are like a child who tries to eat a little honey smeared on the edge of a knife. The amount is by no means sufficient to appease their appetite, but they run the risk of wounding the tongue.
a day or so ago ~ Granville Island Public Market ~ Vancouver, BC is located on the unceded, ancestral and traditional territory of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish) and səlil̓wətaʔɬ (Tsleil-Waututh) peoples ~ May 2022
It is almost impossible to practice loving-kindness towards all living beings without addressing, in a meaningful way, the innumerable problems arising in our own lives. It is a contradiction, you see. It does not work. If our heart is tormented because we are not able to accept things the way they are, then it is impossible to open our heart. It is impossible to let go of all of our defenses and embrace others. Therefore we have to constantly practice and deepen our awareness. We have to remind ourselves to accept things as they are…even reciting slogans, phrases like “I shall accept the way things are.”
oh, my mama loves me, she loves me she gets down on her knees and hugs me yeah, she loves me like a rock she rocks me like the rock of ages she loves me
Surrender means surrendering who you are not, so that who you really are may emerge. You are not what you think, you are not what you believe, you are not what you like or dislike. Those are the adopted filters which speak through you.
On the mundane level, the clear comprehension of impermanence, suffering and non-self will bring us a saner outlook on life. It will free us from unrealistic expectations, bestow a courageous acceptance of suffering and failure and protect us against the lure of deluded assumptions and beliefs. In our quest for the supra-mundane comprehension of the three characteristics will be indispensable.
but i’m coming down the mountain again get the word to all my good-time friends the fishing was fine but fishing comes to an end i’m coming down the mountain again
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a week or so ago ~ along Eden Rd, Clearwater, BC ~ August 2021
The spirit is so near that you can’t see it. But reach for it…don’t be a jar, full of water, whose rim is always dry. Don’t be the rider who gallops all night and never sees the horse that is beneath him/her/them.
The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can’t be organized or regulated. It isn’t true that everyone should follow one path. Listen to your own truth.
I said: How can such an ocean be contained in a jar? He replied: “How can you even grasp the understanding of the how and the means of this? Who can come to realize the mastery of the work that has no like? Inside the limited, He lays the world of infinity.
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