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#1917 - Friday, September 10, 2004 - Editor: Gloria

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  • Gloria Lee
    #1917 - Friday, September 10, 2004 - Editor: Gloria Highlights Home Page and Archive: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm . To a Terrorist For the historical
    Message 1 of 1 , Sep 11, 2004
      #1917 - Friday, September 10, 2004 - Editor: Gloria
      Highlights Home Page and Archive: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm

      To a Terrorist

      For the historical ache, the ache passed down
      which finds its circumstance and becomes
      the present ache, I offer this poem

      without hope, knowing there's nothing,
      not even revenge, which alleviates
      a life like yours. I offer it as one

      might offer his father's ashes
      to the wind, a gesture
      when there's nothing else to do.

      Still, I must say to you:
      I hate your good reasons.
      I hate the hatefulness that makes you fall

      in love with death, your own included.
      Perhaps you're hating me now,
      I who own my own house

      and live in a country so muscular,
      so smug, it thinks its terror is meant
      only to mean well, and to protect.

      Christ turned his singular cheek,
      one man's holiness another's absurdity.
      Like you, the rest of us obey the sting,

      the surge. I'm just speaking out loud
      to cancel my silence. Consider it an old impulse,
      doomed to become mere words.

      The first poet probably spoke to thunder
      and, for a while, believed
      thunder had an ear and a choice.

      by Stephen Dunn, from Between Angels

      2001 Pulitzer Prize Winner for Poetry

      Joe Riley ~ Panhala
      Tomorrow it will be three years.  The tragedies continue and the madness grows.  I hope, though, that we will never forget the lives that were lost that day no matter what our politics or fears.  If you're interested, this is my contribution:
      The music is by Dire Straits.  (This is a large file and best viewed after the music begins; not recommended for dial-up connections unless you're really patient.)
      Previous posts about September 11th to this group were two poems by Hafiz (I can think of no one who speaks better to these troubled times).  If you're interested:

      Alone Looking at the Mountain

      All the birds have flown up and gone;
      A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
      We never tire of looking at each other -
      Only the mountain and I.

      Li Po

      These mountains and rivers and this land are all
      the sea of Buddha-nature.. .
      To see mountains and rivers is to see Buddha-nature.
      [Shobogenzo, Buddha-Nature (Bussho)]

      Jackson Peterson  ejackpete@...

      Alan Larus ~ HarshaSatsangh

      Golden corn is in the breeze,
       cooing doves
      and sound of leaves

      Every horse is out to  run
      leaving just an open gate

      One  field, one lake 
      where this body walks a while,

      When sky is filled with silver wings,
      it's sitting straight

      And so the one with thirst for this
      looks without
      arriving at the opposite

      In the centre
      here she is

      Flowers in the shade of trees,
      so clear a stream
      so close is peace


      Viorica Weissman ~ MillionPaths
      Narayana Iyer:
       Is the sankalpa [will, intention]  of the jnani not capable of warding off the destinies of devotees?
       Does the jnani have a sankalpa at all? The jivanmukta [ the enlightened one] can have no sankalpa whatsoever. It is just impossible.
       Narayana Iyer:
       Then what is the fate of all of us who pray to you to have grace on us and save us? Will we not be benefited or saved by sitting in front of you or coming to you? What is the use of people like me coming to see you?
       A person's bad karma will be considerably reduced while he is in the presence of the jnani.  A jnani has no sankalpa but his presiding presence, the most powerful force, can do wonders. It can save souls, give peace of mind, even liberation to ripe souls. Your prayers are not answered by the jnani, they are absorbed by his presence. His presence alone saves you, wards off karma and even gives you boons, if that is what you want. But he does it all involuntarily. The jnani does save devotees, but not by sankalpa, which is non-existent in him. It is all done by the presiding presence, the sannidhi.
        ~ Nothing Ever Happened
           David Godman, vol 3

      Sherab ~ Daily Dharma
      "Say for instance, that you're meditating, and a feeling of
      anger toward your mother appears. Immediately, the
      mind's reaction is to identify the anger as 'my' anger, or to
      say that 'I'm' angry. It then elaborates on the feeling, either
      working it into the story of your relationship to your
      mother, or to your general views about when and where
      anger toward one's mother can be justified.
      "The problem with all this, from the Buddha's perspective,
      is that these stories and views entail a lot of suffering. The
      more you get involved in them, the more you get distracted
      from seeing the actual cause of the suffering: the labels of 'I'
      and 'mine' that set the whole process in motion. As a result,
      you can't find the way to unravel that cause and bring the
      suffering to an end."
      ~Thanissaro Bhikkhu
      From the essay, "Emptiness," by Thanissaro
      Bhikkhu, on the web site,
      "Access To Insight".



      "Take a commonplace, clean it and polish it, light it so that it produces the same effect of youth and freshness and originality and spontaneity as it did originally, and you have done a poet's job. The rest is literature." 

      Jean Cocteau


      Fire's Reflection
      Rainer Maria Rilke
      Perhaps it's no more than the fire's reflection
      on some piece of gleaming furniture
      that the child remembers so much later
      like a revelation.
      And if in his later life, one day
      wounds him like so many others,
      it's because he mistook some risk
      or other for a promise.
      Let's not forget the music, either,
      that soon had hauled him
      toward absence complicated
      by an overflowing heart....
      Translated by A. Poulin
      from AlphaWorld


      Sherab ~ Daily Dharma
      "The path includes all experiences, both serene
      and chaotic. We delight in the beauty of the snow
      falling outside the windows or the light
      reflecting off the floor. But when the fire alarm
      rings and confusion erupts, we feel irritated and
      upset... we've done something
      wrong, or more usually someone ELSE has done
      something to ruin our beautiful meditation. As
      someone once said about a loud, bossy woman,
      'What is that woman doing in my sacred world?'

      "How can we help? The way that we can help is by
      making friends with our own feelings of hatred,
      bewilderment, and so forth. Then we can accept
      them in others. With this practice you begin to
      realize that you're capable of playing all the
      parts. It's not just them, it's 'us' AND 'them.'

      "So lest you find yourself condescendingly doing
      tonglen for the other one who's SO confused, you
      could remember that this is a practice where
      compassion begins to arise in you because you
      yourself have been there. You've been angry,
      jealous and lonely. You know what it's like and
      you know how sometimes you do strange things.
      Because you're lonely, you say cruel words:
      because you want someone to love you, you insult
      them. Exchanging yourself for others...doesn't
      happen because you're better than they are but
      because human beings share the same stuff. The
      more you understand your own, the more you're
      going to understand others."

      ~Pema Chödrön
      From the book, "Start Where You Are,"
      published by Shambala.

      Pete ~ Advaita to Zen
      No-Mind doesn't communicate with mind, and this drives mind
      into a frenzy. Confronted with this 'utter simplicity', this
      'monolithic incomprehensibility', the discursive mind goes into
      a frenzy of speculation. It reminds me, of the Zen story of
      the hungry dog who finds a boiling cauldron of fat. It can
      not lick it up, and it can not leave it alone. For the dog,
      this is a problem with no acceptable solution. The only
      answer is to leave the cauldron alone until it cools, but
      that's precisely what the dog, and the mind can't do.

      This phase is not in itself unproductive. It's the phase
      which has given birth to the great religions, and the
      religious movements and reformations. Of course, only
      religious geniuses get to be that productive. Average Joes,
      like us, only post a lot of philosophical juggling, like this one.

      When in sheer exhaustion, the discursive mind stops its
      spinning and becomes quiet and attentive, a deeper mind,
      as it were, begins to intuitively move with No-Mind. This
      is like dancing in the dark. A dance in which the mind
      doesn't see its partner, but unerringly follows. It's a
      mysterious infallibility of action and feelings. An
      infallibility which doesn't mean that, the results are always
      what the mind wanted or expected, but rather that what had
      to happen gets done without fear, regret, or
      To live, act, and feel without understanding, or assurances
      takes a lot of getting used to, the discursive mind hates
      to abandon control to an unseen presence. This mind here, is
      still adjusting to it. It is still a clumsy dancer. Still
      trying to look at its feet, even when dancing in the dark. :)

      I know this sounds awfully dualistic, and I'm aware that no
      one can speak of this without falsification, but let's face it,
      'Unicity' includes an apparent duality which will never vanish
      while in the flesh. This apparent duality must be dealt with,
      as if real. Trucks, will always be trucks, and jumping out of the
      way of a speeding truck, is the only thing to do. Not even a jhani
      can philosophize the darn things to a stop.

      Gill Eardley ~ Allspirit Inspiration
      Just as the highest and the lowest notes are equally
      inaudible, so perhaps, is the greatest sense and the
      greatest nonsense equally unintelligible.
      ~Alan Watts

      The Daily Meditation
      If you would like to create a work of art, remodel a house
      or start a family, expectations can be a problem, even a
      barrier. But if you don't have any aspiration, nothing may
      get accomplished. In Zen training we are often urged to
      drop our expectations, but that doesn't necessarily mean to
      resign to our life just as we know it. Expectations are
      pictures of what we want for ourselves, what we assume
      we need or what we think is going to satisfy us; they have
      to do with getting. Aspiration has to do with giving; it
      involves something I can give myself to, and that change in
      direction is what makes all the difference.
      The Bodhisattva Vows are a grand aspiration, the grandest
      you can commit yourself to. "Sentient beings are
      numberless, I vow to save them" or, "I vow to attain the
      Buddha Way." Of course we may not really know what this
      entails. We may not really know all sentient beings and we
      may not understand what saving means at this point. But
      we vow to save them anyway! We may not know what the
      Buddha Way is and we may not know what attaining
      means. And yet we vow to attain It! As our practice
      matures, our aspiration will grow stronger and we will
      start to see how to put these vows into action.
      Tenkei Coppens
      Anton Tenkei Coppens is the abbot of Zen River in Holland.

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