#2823 - Friday, May 25, 2007 - Editor: Jerry Katz
Photo of Paris Hilton after shopping. Or is it Paris
Hilton after PhotoShop? This gives new meaning to her tv show, The Simple Life. Okay, we want to see the Paris and Eckhart sex
tapes, like right now. On second thought, I don't think so. Hey look, Paris is
holding another book right behind The Power of Now. I can barely make out the
title but I think it relates to Paris's prison sentence: it's called The Power
of Edna. Yeah, it sure looks like Paris has replaced her chihuahua with a
copy of The Power of Now. Who knows? Next time we may see her carrying Eckhart
Tolle in the crook of her right arm.
photo of book cover of Black Buddha: Changing
the Face of American Buddhism
"Rangdrol’s Rainbowdharma was created to be a
tool of intentional inclusion in American Buddhism." Pluralism
Project at Harvard University, August 2006
"I wish you the best in your
mission." Jeff Hitchcock, Executive Director Center for the Study of White
Rainbowdharma.com was established to provide a welcoming
environment for Buddhist people of color and to promote Buddhist approaches to
racial, religious, and economic healing." Vassar College.
Being a Buddhist woman of
color living in Maine, I hunger for information about these issues." June Thornton-Marsh, LCSW
I am here for one reason: to wake up.
This leads to
a very simple life where one sees more and more clearly
that less is
When disaster strikes, the structure blows up or away, but what
left is space. Not my space but His Space.
Humility is born in
these against-our-will testings. The anger and
rage are seen for what they
What is left is silent space in which the universe is seen
The mystery shall never speak but demonstrate in a
mysterious way for
those who are waiting and watching.
There is a
smile not visible on the physical face.
It is the smile of the
Thank you Vicki,
For bringing the Universal Heart
(for me personally, the Heart of the
Mother) into this discussion. I
often feel too many who wish to
awaken do not wish to tread near this "heart"
for fear of the
pain-of-separation it might evoke. The smile of the
dissolves that fear, and all other illusions of the mind.
of awareness beats each time one's own heart beats, and does not
if the blood coursing from one's heart nourishes a mind that
the heart. But if the mind can but for a moment bow to its
what a wonder is revealed!
I wrote this early this morning, just getting out of
bed. I feel echoes of your piece "I am here..." in it:
Perhaps what I fear most right now is that one day I will
by lying on my death bed feeling I have wasted my life...full of that
regret. Or perhaps what I fear most is stepping out of the mold of the
easy...the expected. Perhaps I fear where that would take me.
It is no longer about what God expects of me, for I believe if God exists, then
God does not expect anything more than the living, breathing moment as it
is. God inhabits the moment. God is my life, my living, in this
moment. It is I who seem to have expectations...as if I am separate from
that...as if God is not moving my pen across this page. It makes no
sense...and it can't. God is too big for making sense. But that does
not answer what to do with fear and expectation. That does not answer how
to live...for one must live. No, no...it is not a matter of "how", is
it? It is occurring...It is happening. But what blocks longing from
meeting its completion? I make no sense anymore. What block?
Oh, silly child, what block keeps you from being what you already are?
What is it you are looking for that you do not have? Youth? A chance
to start over? A chance to do it right this time? God is bigger than
that, too. How do you know all of what you are? How do you know how
the story is supposed to turn out? How do you know all the possibilities
with which the Universe plays? Listen to the river of your longing to be
free. Listen...and know the river exists within...flows within...a bigger
context. Limitation is a story the mind tells itself. Seeking a way
out is a game. It's set up that way. It's supposed to be that
way. It's what Life does, when it it's doing that. So what do you do
with your life? Listen. Listen to the depths. The answer
exists always within the question...and it is happening. Pay
attention. You are here as a witness. So witness.
Observe. Behold what small portion of the glory of God you are able.
Be grateful. Don't you enjoy being grateful? Go with what you
enjoy. Follow your heart. Don't strain your heart to be what it is
not, but let it take the lead. You will find it enough. When you
feel like you're forgetting, or that you've forgotten...just know that's the way
it is sometimes, too. Perfection is written by an Author greater than your
understanding. Return as the prodigal, wayward child...in humility.
There is nothing wrong with a little humility. Accept yourself back into
the Heart you never left.