#4808 - Monday, January 7, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee
You are Emptiness, the Ultimate
remove Emptiness out of Emptiness, it leaves
because there is nothing
beyond It. All rises from, dances about it,
and returns to This. As Ocean rises as a
wave to dance so you are
this dancing Emptiness!
Nothing is out of this Emptiness and so it is the
Fullness. Emptiness is between is and is not.
To be Free, you need
the firm conviction that you
are this Substratum, this Peace, this
"The Truth Is"
Sri H.W.L. Poonja
CONTROL OVER APPEARANCES
Student: Why does it seem like everybody's
somewhat under the control of
appearances, instead of controlling the
KTGR: Actually, having control over appearances
does not mean jumping off
buildings and flying. Rather, it means that you do
not cling to appearances as
they seem to be in the usual worldly way of
relating to them. Such appearances
will not cause you suffering or tie you
up once you have gained mastery over
them through not clinging.
It is prajna realizing selflessness that frees
you from samsara. Through knowing
appearances to be inseparable from
emptiness, you have mastery over them. It is
not necessary to engage in
behavior that is contrary to a mundane way of seeing
~ From the Gradual Path of the Heart of Wisdom,
Karme Choling 1995.
Translated by Michele Martin.
To sink in the loving abyss of divine Presence
requires no practice, no belief, no
information, no thought, no journey.
Just observe what it is to be awake.
~ Fred LaMotte
true home is in the here and the now. It is not limited by time, space,
nationality, or race. Your true home is not an abstract idea. It is
you can touch and live in every moment. With mindfulness and
the energies of the Buddha, you can find your true home in
the full relaxation
of your mind and body in the present moment."
by William Stafford
This dream the world is having about
includes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,
a groove in the
grass my father showed us all
one day while meadowlarks were trying to
something better about to happen.
I dreamed the trace to the mountains, over the
and there a girl who belonged wherever she was.
But then my mother
called us back to the car:
she was afraid; she always blamed the
the time, anything my father planned.
Now both of my parents, the long line through
the meadowlarks, the sky, the world's whole dream
remain, and I
hear him say while I stand between the two,
helpless, both of them part of
"Your job is to find what the world is trying to be."
"Vocation" by William Stafford, from The Way It
© Graywolf Press, 1998.
via The Writer's Almanac
Alan Larus Photography (Norway, not the Oregon
One or Two Things (excerpt)
The god of dirt
came up to me many times and said
so many wise and
delectable things, I lay
on the grass listening
to his dog voice,
frog voice; now,
he said, and now,
and never once
~ Mary Oliver