Noble Sweetness

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A kind care package came for me from somebody recently returned from a tour in Japan. One of the items was this chocolate biscuit. English translation reads, special chocolate with noble sweetness.

Translations can make you smile. Years ago we had some traveling altar boxes sent to us at Shasta from Japan. They were free sample items and included incense. The translation on the packet went something like, You are/will be like the peppermint wind!

And even when we are all speaking the same language what is said can be enhanced, embellished, changed and otherwise translated into interesting new forms. But not malicious. For the most part, we hear, we enhance then mercifully we forget.

Sometimes of course one can take what is said, or written, personally. It helps to remember that most likely the intention was not to hurt the reader or listener. Perhaps good at such times to remember noble sweetness even when the taste is bitter.

Many thanks for the package from Canada where they are having a huge amount of snow. In Edmonton anyway.

Potential Unrealised

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December sunrise

Light goes with darkness.
Darkness enfolds light.
We think we want light
and not darkness.
What’s wrong
with darkness?

Is it because we cannot see
whats coming.
Because it holds scary stuff
coming to get us?
Holds mystery
we can’t fathom?

Perhaps
potential unrealised?

Perhaps.

Hat tip to Kaspa over there in the Purple Clouds for his post: Finding your ‘true self’, or realizing ‘no-self’?

Before The Altar

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Moon eclipse

At the end of the day.
Ring the gong. Twice.

At the start of the day.
Ring the gong. Thrice.

If nothing else is possible
At least RING.
Bow
Clarify intention.

At the end of the day
Recite thus:

Hail to the Mandala
Let us so be engulfed within
its praises ever more that
By our own wills and vigilance
May we our fetters cut away
May we within the temple of our
own hearts dwell
Amidst the myriad mountains
Hail! Hail! Hail!

There’s a lot in that simple verse to Achalanatha. The Bodhisattva known as the immovable one.

Lived with conviction,
recited regularly,
lives change
at a profound level.

Even when there seems little reason for jubilation, no cause for merriment, no sun shining, no uplift, there is always the temple of ones own heart. To return to. Hail!

Pains In The Head

After much tapping and poking and asking Does this hurt? Or THIS! and (oddly) sticking her little fingers in my ears? she said, Well Reverend my best advice is an extraction! Right there in the chair with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide and in no time the troublesome tooth was out and away. That was yesterday. Today? Less pain.

Over the past couple of weeks or so I’ve fallen under the spell of wandering jaw, tooth and sinus pains. With dentists off duty for the holidays I’ve just had to grin and bear with it. But with it came diminished brain function which, because of diminished brain function, I didn’t fully realize! The truth of it is gradually dawning on me as I rise out of the fog of pain.

Thinking is still quite a struggle. Thinking what to say now. Goodness! How very much we rely on our ability to sequence thoughts. Our ability to think straight. Interesting though, to see or know, that the reflective capacity remains intact in the midst of, for me, relatively mild difficult mind states.

Somebody asked me recently why it is that some people take up a reflective/spiritual practice, and some do not. If I had had my wits about me I’d have said something like, It’s the people who know they hurt badly enough, and believe they can do something about it, who take up a reflective practice. But I stumbled and rambled on about how I find it difficult to distinguish between those who do and those who do not have a practice. Even in extremity the capacity to reflect and act remains, to a greater or lesser amount, in tact. I feel that capacity is common to all.

Thanks to the people sitting in Hebden Bridge who sat through my somewhat disjointed speaking the other evening.

This post is for those who are in real extremity. Especially mental/emotional extremity. And for those wonderful individuals who help them. Real treasures.