June 7th, 2010

Dhammapada (7) - The Master

Yielding like the earth,
Joyous and clear like the lake,
Still as the stone at the door,
He is free from life and death.
His thoughts are still.
His words are still.
His work is stillness.
He sees his freedom and is free.
The master surrenders his beliefs.
He sees beyond the end and the beginning.
He cuts all ties.
He gives up all desires.
He resists all temptations.
And he rises.
And wherever he lives,
In the city or the country,
In the valley or in the hills,
There is great joy.
Even in the empty forest
He finds joy
Because he wants nothing.
Dhammapada (7) - The Master

How many ways can you say, "be still." and how many times do you need to say it?
How many ways can you say: "detach."  "don't judge," "be kind?"

The path, as they say in al anon, is simple; not easy, but simple.
There are so few things one needs to know.

What is it i need to know that i don't already know?
I already know how to live much better than i live,
to love much better than i love.

How many times do I need to be told how to walk the spiritual path?
I guess, at least one more.

Writer's Block: A rose by any other name

Do you like your birth name? If you had the opportunity to change it, would you? What new name would you choose?

I was called by my middle name.  My first name was never used except in anger or by someone trying to exercise authority.  As a result i disliked it and used my first initial and middle name in all formal situations.  When I was near old age and met my birth mother for the first time, I learned that my maternal grandfather, a kind, unassuming man I would have liked shared (by sheer coincidence) my first name  Now, i would not at all mind being called by that name; but its a little late to start.