#4473 - Thursday, January 5, 2012 - Editor: Gloria Lee
- #4473 - Thursday, January 5, 2012 - Editor: Gloria Lee
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The awakened heart is like a sky that pours light.- Hafezby Elsa Bailey
You never find happiness until you stop looking for it.- Chuang Tzu
In life nothing can be had without overcoming obstacles. The
obstacles to the clear perception of one's true being are desire for
pleasure and fear of pain. It is the pleasure-pain motivation that
stands in the way. The very freedom from all motivation, the state
in which no desire arises is the natural state.- Nisargadatta Maharajby Along The Wayphoto by dakotalapse.comThe way of the Buddha is to know yourself. To know yourself is to
forget yourself. To forget yourself is to be awakened by all things.
- Dogenby Elsa Bailey
"Live with skillful nonchalance and ceaseless concern."- Prajnaparamita Sutra"What could be more futile, more insane, than to create inner
resistance to something that already is?"- Eckhart Tolleby Ben GilbertiWhat is this true meditation? It is to make everything: coughing,
swallowing, waving the arms, motion, stillness, words, action, the
evil and the good, prosperity and shame, gain and loss, right and
wrong, into one single koan.- Hakuinby Tony Cartledge
A man crosses the street in rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and south,
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.This man carries the world's most sensitive cargo
but he's not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy's dream
deep inside him.We're not going to be able
to live in this world
if we're not willing to do what he's doing
with one another.The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.- Naomi Shihab Nyefrom Red Suitcase. © BOA Editions, Ltd., 1994.
An African ElegyWe are the miracles that God made
To taste the bitter fruit of Time.
We are precious.
And one day our suffering
Will turn into the wonders of the earth.There are things that burn me now
Which turn golden when I am happy.
Do you see the mystery of our pain?
That we bear poverty
And are able to sing and dream sweet thingsAnd that we never curse the air when it is warm
Or the fruit when it tastes so good
Or the lights that bounce gently on the waters?
We bless things even in our pain.
We bless them in silence.That is why our music is so sweet.
It makes the air remember.
There are secret miracles at work
That only Time will bring forth.
I too have heard the dead singing.And they tell me that
This life is good
They tell me to live it gently
With fire, and always with hope.
There is wonder hereAnd there is surprise
In everything the unseen moves.
The ocean is full of songs.
The sky is not an enemy.
Destiny is our friend.- Ben Okri