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Reflections For Meditation
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Listed below are some
of my favorite poems, sayings, and mantras that I have
found to harbor wisdom. Perhaps you will find them something to meditate
upon as well. He who has discovered the World has found
the Body, but he who has found the Body is Superior to the World. I really enjoy talking to
atheists because they don't blame God for anything. Is someone else safe walking
the path of your mind? The woman most in need of
liberation is the woman in every man. There is no end. There
is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life. Christian prayer is not an adult letter to
Santa Claus.
The study is that there is no study. The way
is that there is nothing to be a way. Since there is nothing to study, there
is no clinging. Since there is nothing to be a way, there is no following. I have realized that the past
and the future are real illusions, that they exist only in the present,
which is what there is and all there is. Do not try to predefine
understanding, and do not make a principle out of non-understanding. The singular is not
particular, it is universal. Only so much do I know, as I
have lived. Each something is a
celebration of the nothing that supports it. All know that the drop merges
into the ocean, but few know the ocean merges into the drop. The more deeply we are
our true selves, the less self is in us. If you lost God, who
moved? If you cannot see god in all, you cannot
see god at all. Everyone wishes to have truth
on his side, but not everyone wishes to be on the side of truth. Trust only movement. Life
happens at a level of events not of words. Trust movement. If there are questions then,
of course, there are answers, but the final answer makes the questions seem
absurd. The pure nature of mind -
emptiness, lucidity and intelligence without limit - has always been inside
us. Understanding illusion
within enlightenment is like the moon lighting a thousand peaks. Wishing for
enlightenment from within illusion is like clouds dotting the endless sky.
There is no reality except the one contained
within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take
the images outside of them for reality and never allow the world within to
assert itself.
You do not need to leave your room.
Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait. Do
not even wait, be still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to
you to be unmasked, it has no choice. It will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
We are what we think. All that arises with our thought.
With our thoughts, we make our world.
Existence begins in every instant.
The sound of the stream, after all, is
without present, without past.
The forces which move the cosmos are no
different from those which move the human soul.
"Who is there?" asks God. "It is I."
"Go away," God says. Later ... "Who is there?" asks God. "It
is thou." "Enter," replied God.
There is no need for temples, no need for
complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple: The
philosophy is kindness.
The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality
by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in
which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude,
and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two
people is impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a
mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom
and development. But once the realization is accepted that even between the
closest people infinite distances
Zen is a way of liberation, concerned not
with discovering what is good or bad or advantageous, but what is.
Even if our efforts of attention seem for
years to be producing no result, one day a light that is in exact proportion
to them will flood the soul.
Traveler, there is no path. You make your
path as you travel.
The practice of Zen is forgetting the self in
the act of uniting with something.
I learn by going where I have to go.
I saw my Lord with the eye of the Heart. I
said, "Who are you?" He answer, "You." .
I know what I have given you. I do not know
what you have received.
We must learn to be still in the midst of
activity and to be vibrantly alive in repose.
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid
of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light. Other Articles: |
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