Breath. Rises and falls.
Just this sitting. There is peace.
Sun shines and birds sing.
~j
“Buddha told a parable in a sutra:
A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another Tiger was waiting to eat him.
Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the fine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!”
~ a Zen parable as retold in the book, “Zen Flesh Zen Bones: A Collection of Zen and Pre-Zen Writings” compiled by Paul Reps and Nyogen Senzaki
meditation is a practice
coming back to reality ~
here i am.
taking care of oneself in this reality ~
i feel my body. i feel any tension or pain.
staying open to reality ~
my heart has the capacity to hold
the thing is, around every corner beauty is waiting to be seen,
anxiously calling our attention.
and love.
love is calling to be held close and to be given away.
beauty and love.
sometimes they are disguised as the wind dancing through and with the
willing, swaying trees.
sometimes they are disguised as the little ants working together in
purpose or in laughter from a good joke, or the taste of your favorite
food, or the look in your beloved’s eyes.
sometimes they are hidden in struggle and grief, pain and loss.
but they are always present.
can we see the beauty in our broken moments?
can we hold ourselves with love?
sometimes the beauty we find and the love we discover are in how we
respond to life.
we have the capacity of heart to respond to life with openness, with a
spacious quality that allows. love allows.
so we still ourselves.
becoming aware of our breath.
we listen with fresh ears.
we look deeply.
and we stay open.
everything is a miracle, every moment sacred.
~j
02.13.15
…i’m a bit behind with this, because stayed offline for most of yesterday until that late hours. this is a favorite quote near this time of year and i think a wonderful meditations peace:
“We are all meant to be mothers of God…for God is always needing to be born.” ~ Meister Eckhart
…for me this manifests in a mantra that i use to use – “i am here to Love…”
this mantra has evolved a bit this past year into “i am here to be Love…”
surely, true love is a choice and more of a verb because it comes to life in our actions, our kindness and compassion. but can we take it one step further and be willing and open to be an incarnation of Love? are we willing and open to embody Love? where we are aware that Love is our very ground of being, where Love is our reference point, our compass, our lens to see through, and our vehicle to move in?
…something to think about.
~j
12.26.14