Karma is the epitome of human hope, which we always have in our peripheral vision as we create our lives moment by moment. The choice is ours as we are our creators: we can choose to generate grace or disgrace. But it is strange, an anomaly, that those who have accumulated so much disgrace are in the majority, and those who create only grace are in the minority.
Chatting online? This is something that honestly bores me because it’s so superficial. The very name of this fashionable activity irks me: ‘chat’ in its original medieval meaning is ‘idle gossip’ (chateren). Interestingly, in Hindi chatt means parasite and soldiers in the Napoleonic wars referred to lice as chats. A World War II hero, my father often used ‘chatty’ to mean itchy or time for a bath.
What is it that gives me such hope about British films? After watching endless protracted dramas and crime films made in the US, one becomes jaded, almost immune
One day, a handsome young man with a perfect look in his eye walked into the village. He was sober and quiet, a weaver by trade. He knew the sandy pathways with his eyes closed, backward and forwards, upwards and downwards. He had spent many hours on the crags, breathing in the air of the gods and collecting the beautiful flowers and herbs to take to his close friends.
Seer Gina prepares to talk to her crowding followers. She sits in front of a crystal mirror flooded with light. Naked, her nipples large and erect, her skin bathed and massaged a million times by trained young men who uphold and protect her. They brought her back from Ninija’s Lands to Word-Fella’s City when her training was complete to finally deal with the destruction of Earth and all His creatures and landforms.
It was the first evening of our isolation under the thick snow blanket. It transformed the terrace outside the French doors; plant pots quickly topped with dazzling sponge hats. The log basket was packed, and each of the hand-cut logs was carefully measured to fit the stove mouth. Flames drummed out the sumptuous heat of this land filled with fire, an element in short supply in my native damp England.
Once, there was a mother, Ninija, who had a baby boy called Bijada, Emu child. Only much later, when he grew and sprouted hair, did he take the name ‘ginger’ because of his crinkly ginger-coloured hair.
The meal was filling, delicious, diversionary.
You ‘watched us eat’ and ‘it got later,’
both baubles of the child Time, and his playmate Space,
but I was still not sure you wanted such a ceremony,
until the moment with the fire in the water.
I remember the day we died together on the green river in every single detail. It is not a memory or a dream, but a repeated reality. I turn away to repeat it like a mantra when everything in this war seems so hopeless.
There is nothing more to say, and nothing much has been said. Quantities of talk are measured carefully, like rice and tea, so we revert to our mother culture in such times of impasse. With your full pink-beige lips, you immerse yourself in sucking up countable buckwheat noodles and exactly one measure of scorching green tea. At the same time, I spread butter thoroughly on toasted homemade bread and silently sip endless cups of espresso with my thin, pale red.
The erotic burns images into our souls. Or does it simply mirror them? This may happen unexpectedly when an image, word or sound ignites a deep feeling entirely out of the blue. It takes us by utter surprize; the body reacts without the mind’s interference, and we know it is a pure and ancient event.
I’ll introduce myself as this is my first post to this innovative publication. I’ve been a mindful educator for several decades, working at the university level worldwide, and, more latterly,
He stands dark by the train door. She notices his darkness and registers that this is a crucial moment somehow. She excuses herself by putting her brief case down on
My father was always silent. He never told me about his feelings or his life. As a child, he never enriched my powers of imagination by sharing the pictures of his mind. I always thought he didn’t share them because they didn’t exist, and so, as his heir, his ticket for the family line, I failed to find my own pictures…………..
You seem thrilled to meet again, though I cannot be sure. Nothing’s certain here regarding feelings; faces and eyes are no gage. You’re busy reading the air as we greet each other
A young woman flees from war into a foreign country. She has no money or way of earning any, so she sleeps in the marketplace on a doorstep, washing in
Ancient Indians, like the Aborigines of Australia and Japanese Shintoists, believed wholly in the supernatural and the natural world. They especially envied the characteristics of some animals. The peacock was
Crawling alien — wet belly down, chafed and chapped skin, no claws or fur to protect an exposed white membrane. The hillside quietly drinks from snowmelt, roots peeping up as
Have you ever experienced real, unconditional joy? Have you every been completely certain of something? Have you ever been totally committed to someone or something other than yourself? Have you ever
What can we learn from those deprived of fully or normally functioning senses about accessing other ways of being? How can we avoid the domination of visual processing, the consequent
Through spiritual training it is possible to move beyond all appearances.
Mandalas which are cosmic maps indicating the succession of initiations from the historical Buddha 2600 years ago to present day are a crucial aspect of most Buddhist traditions.In the Tibetan tradition, however, they are usually created from coloured sand laid on to a geometrical blueprint and represent a ritual in their own right.
Today, in the 21st century CE, Secular Buddhism, which focuses on Buddhism as an applied philosophy rather than a religion, is gaining ground. This is based on humanistic values rather than religious. It looks closely at how we see the world as individuals and how to change that view.
Esoteric Buddhism Definition by Charley Linden Thorp published on 30 March 2017 to view the original go to : http://www.ancient.eu/Esoteric_Buddhism/ Esoteric Buddhism is also known by the terms Mantrayana and
In the 21st century it is estimated that 488 million (9-10% of the world population) people practice Buddhism. Approximately half are practitioners of Mahayana schools in China. Mahayana Buddhism continues to flourish.
Altruism – sincerely looking after others before ourselves – is an ancient universal tenet of the human species which Prince Shotoku spent his life embodying.
Shiva says:
“With UTMOST devotion, centre on the two junctions of breath and KNOW the KNOWER”
We can choose to spend our whole life as a bewildered victim of it. Or we can become Master of it through Shiva’s techniques.
This signifies that all beings can become enlightened only through their sincerity and that spiritual training is perhaps not necessary. Chunda represented a new direction for Buddhism away from the domination of the pious monastics. He has given all beings hope of being enlightened in their lifetime.
In fact, it is useful for this sixth breath to think of yourself as an actor playing a major part in the Drama of your life. All the time you are acting, you can breathe at your still centre which is your true identity, the site of your True Nature. It’s like having a marvelous secret!
How can a tiny gap in the breath lead to enlightenment? How can we gain freedom from the enslavement of the Mind? Why did Buddha Gautama take 6 years to
I want to always walk in the enchantment of the Cosmos in my daily life. In fact, I refuse to ever be separated from it by mundane and finite thoughts and beliefs.
Peacocks represented an esoteric or secret language which nature or the universe would respond to. In other words, a way for humans to fuse with the microcosm.
This is when the mind stops and the bridge of the breath opens up to us.
……the victims not the victors of civilization’s move.
The Earth’s breath becomes part of the body when it is entering you and leaving you, but when it turns from down to up and up to down then it is no-body, no-mind.
Your breath is a bridge between the body and the universe. If that bridge is weak or broken then we are not really alive. In other words, your breath touches the core of your body and, beyond you, the universe.
Winter training is an annual event in Japan when Buddhists practise austerities and change their daily routines dramatically in order to awaken to new spiritual insights. This is a daily chronicle consisting of reflections on such insights.
Altruism – sincerely looking after others before ourselves – is an ancient universal tenet of the human species which Prince Shotoku spent his life embodying.
The heavily conditioned mind thrives on this substance ‘fear.’ It efficiently suppresses originality and the courage to be truly ourselves, first with others, but then eventually with ourselves, so that we are no longer familiar with our True Nature and become self-dishonest.
Slap bang in the centre of this moment and in no place in particular, can you accept that there is nothing you have to do except be, and in your full being the flow flows without end?
Atisha’s ‘7 Points of Mind Training’ are not philosophy or religion They are pure science, so please experiment for yourself.
Envy comes from an extreme selfishness and an ignorance of ones own inner beauty and bliss. If we have not allowed our own being to bloom due to pressure to compete with others so common in the world today, then we lack trust, trust in our uniqueness, in our goodness. And trust in others to recognize our uniqueness and our goodness.
In just one session of viewing the flashing screen, I am tortured and I torture. Source: Media Deluge: I am tortured and torturer
If we know death at each moment we also know life.
Remember, all life is sheer energy constantly moving, like a fast-running mountain stream. You cannot hold on to anything except the fast-running spirit enveloping us. Step in the stream and feel the flow. This is your liberation!
Humans are actually taught to make images to symbolize or represent almost everything – for remembering, for recognizing, to navigate, and so on – and we excel at it.
Chunda’s deep humility and sincere heart radiated out beyond that of the advanced practitioners and enlightened who had perhaps become arrogant or complacent. This indicates that practising as a true Buddhist of the heart is not about worldly success and reputation, but about humility, sincerity, and simple but total belief in the power of loving goodness and pure faith in the world.
A young fair-headed child looks softly into a mirror. She wonders at her pale skin and iceberg eyes, becoming involved in intimately experiencing herself directly, the eye seeing exclusively. She
This temptation to ‘identify’ with images we constantly create is our major test as humans! Source: Making images : our major test as humans
You are a vital brushstroke in the masterpiece of all life. Source: Soul Management: just be!
When Bodhi mind, treasure mind, is activated, and you are immersed in the well-being of all sentient beings while casting your own aside, even a broken bell can be made
Communicating with the universe!
The world of words demands that we churn out concepts and assertions mindlessly. Each word creates an image in our visual libraries and memory banks. The bridge of the mind leading out to the vast field of consciousness is so cluttered with verbiage and images that we are stranded there. We are blocked in.
The light of day comes and it goes from my personal theatre. Objects and people come and they go, they wax and wane, as I watch from the gallery. This
We are love and compassion: They are our native states. But our fear and delusions make them into objects, separating us away from them so that an object of this
We are love and compassion: They are our native states. But our fear and delusions make them into objects, separating us away from them so that an object of this ‘thing’ love is required.
The only way we can wake up from the terrible dream of life is by taking control and changing the way we see everything: in other words, by investing in our neglected ship and its equipment, especially the sails, instead of the ocean and the weather.
Goodness in human form feels no shame or fear. It is the eternal witness in the oneness of the visible and the invisible.
There is no need to interfere with our true nature. It is perfect.
It is my true nature to eternally tend their garden of karma as our seeds ripen and stock dies while they recline on a shady verandah, always watchful.
Our individual good energy temporarily housed in the flesh in the world of form is a prayer, a meditation, a mantra in itself.
We have the ability to make everything in our life divine. It is merely a question of the humility and clarity and our view. A beautiful flower may appear
The tiny hummingbird moves around so quickly and quietly that it is almost impossible to detect. It takes the pollen it needs from the bells of tropical flowers and then moves on its way unnoticed. It does not disturb anyone or anything. This is how we should live.
Our human lives are a process, a means whereby, but what is the result, the end-product? Our story began with the moment of birth and it will end with the
it is wise to refrain from talk until you have checked your flow of love
Embodying love, being the universal energy of love, cannot be limited to your thoughts, or added to your tomorrow to-do list.
Love is like the weather or the perpetual blue sky behind clouds. The conditioned mind has no power to change it because it is limitless, way beyond the visual aids of ‘time’ and ‘space.’
Source: Temple Chronicle: 16th February
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