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In Alberta, Books, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Canada, Emotion, Feminisms, FujiFilm X100, Horses, Landscape, Learning, Music, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Truth, Uncategorized, Women and Fiction, Words of music on 2013/08/02 at 16:00

according to Buddha

…there were four kinds of horses. The first, upon seeing the shadow of the riding crop, is startled and forthwith follows the wish of its rider. The second, startled when the crop touches its hair, forthwith follows the wish of its rider. The third is startled after the crop touches its flesh. The fourth is awakened only after the touch of the riding crop is felt in its bones.

The first horse is like the person who hears about the death of someone in a distant monastic community and forthwith feels aversion for things of the world. The next horse is like the person who hears of the death of someone within their own monastic community and then feels aversion for things of the world.The third horse is like the person who hears of the death of someone near and dear to them and then feels aversion for things of the world. The fourth horse is like the person whose own body experiences sickness and suffering, and only then feels aversion for things of the world.

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she’s a good girl, crazy ’bout Elvis
loves horses and her boyfriend too

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In Age, Body, Books, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Canada, Emotion, Feminisms, feminist theory, Horses, Humour, Learning, Lifestyle, Music, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Truth, Women and Fiction, Women's independence, Words of music, Writing on 2012/05/16 at 08:00

according to Buddha

 Neither fire nor wind, birth nor death can erase our good deeds.

pretty little thing.

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