Endure – Joyfully

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It was November 6Th, 1996. Around 2.00 pm. I leaned over the railing outside my Masters house watching the golden leaves fall from the Lindon Tree in the garden at Shasta Abbey. I was commenting to the monk beside me that I felt no sadness. There was a sort of joy, almost elation in the air. How could this be? My Master had just died. Breathed her last. He commented something to the effect that it was like another leaf falling from a tree. Then I went indoors and got on….

And that’s what I’ve been doing ever since. There is that which endures, joyfully.

From The Dharmapada

Cultivate the company of those who support your aspiration
for energetic practise of the Teachings.
The beauty of pure conduct
conditions whole-hearted well-being
giving rise to complete freedom from remorse.

The Dharmapada

This verse is from the 2009 Buddhist Calendar on the November page. The calendar can be downloaded from Urban Dharma. I guess the 2010 one will be available shortly….

You might want to put aside some time to explore Urban Dharma. Kusala Bhikshu has amassed a huge amount of teaching on this site – a real treasure house to be sure. And, as all Buddhist do, please express your gratitude by offering a donation to help support Kusala Bhikshu in his work.

Many thanks to V for pointing me to this quote on the calendar.

Life Passes….

With all this wind and rain and blowing and rushing waters the fleeting nature of existence seems to be up and around calling for attention. The full moon is out this evening, but not in sight where I am. There is something special about this autumn moon.

Here is a scrap of teaching that comes to mind. Life passes as quickly as a flash of lightening. Quickly the body passes away, in a moment life is gone… And a quote by the Venerable Bede.

The present life of man, O king, seems to me, in comparison of that time which is unknown to us, like to the swift flight of a sparrow through the room wherein you sit at supper in winter, with your commanders and ministers, and a good fire in the midst, whilst the storms of rain and snow prevail abroad; the sparrow, I say, flying in at one door, and immediately out at another. Whilst he is within, he is safe from the wintry storm; but after a short space of fair weather, he immediately vanishes out of your sight, into the dark winter from which he had emerged. So this life of man appears for a short space, but of what went before, or what is to follow, we are utterly ignorant.

Ecclesiastical History: Book II

Thanks to Walter for the above quote.

Snow Storms – How To Walk In Them

This morning I was sitting in on a tea and talk at one of our temples. It was a delight to be there and especially wonderful to meet a long-time and loyal reader. One of the questions on the table was about how to deal with the snow storm of distractions that come at you in life. At work for example. The Reverend launched into several great responses. All the while I was thinking, Snow storm, snow storm? – looking out the window at the leaves being blown around wildly in the high winds. – Snow storm/leaf storm. How does one behave in a snow storm? And just as I’d got my head straight on the question, and answer. The Reverend gave more or less the same answer! That’s the way it happens sometimes. Great minds think alike, or together at least.

I’ll not go into what I came up with on the matter because the answer is obvious when one think in terms of how one deals with an actual snow storm. Or leaf storm! Hum. The question of distractions generally is interesting tho’. Storms come and storms go. Snow melts and the leaves, lots of them at the moment, rot. Eventually.

Daily life practice is really very straight forward. We overly concern ourselves with being blasted off our perch in a gale, or what ever. When in actual fact we are moving with the wind. And, still there is sitting still.

Jim left a posting this evening. The ending sentence goes thusly:

…It reminds me that we are not just homo sapiens (those who know) but homo sapiens sapiens (those who know they know).

Good day all in all, even with the high winds and rain. Lots of good company – great to meet you Dave, O newly discovered reader.