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Bodhi Tree
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 Posted - Nov 23 2014 : 11:58:53 PM
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Some sutras that aren't on the main list that I enjoy sputtering silently in the windmill of my foolish mind:
resilience
versatility
command
invincibility
luminescence
mobility
power
benevolence
artistry
texture
color
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Dogboy
USA
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Posted - Nov 24 2014 : 09:34:40 AM
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I've made "Patience" a permanent addition to my sutras as it is a must for raising children.  |
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Bodhi Tree
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Posted - Nov 24 2014 : 12:07:26 PM
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Bravo! A fine virtue. Right in line with self-pacing.  |
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sunyata
USA
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Posted - Nov 24 2014 : 8:03:02 PM
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| Totally Agree Dogboy |
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sunyata
USA
1513 Posts |
Posted - Nov 24 2014 : 8:08:10 PM
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| Bodhi~ Enjoying your journals!! Keep them coming |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 24 2014 : 8:37:48 PM
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Originally posted by sunyata
Bodhi~ Enjoying your journals!! Keep them coming
Thank you for indulging my counterfeit enlightenment and pathetic rambling.  |
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SeySorciere
Seychelles
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Posted - Nov 25 2014 : 12:33:23 AM
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I have added Humility permanently; I have replaced Health with Healing. Then other words that come and go are: Forgiveness and Gratitude
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 25 2014 : 02:01:27 AM
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Sey, have you ever heard of "Theta Healing"? I have a couple friends that are into it. Kind of like samyama.  |
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Anima
484 Posts |
Posted - Nov 25 2014 : 2:35:54 PM
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Originally posted by SeySorciere
I have added Humility permanently; I have replaced Health with Healing. Then other words that come and go are: Forgiveness and Gratitude
Sey
Excellent! "Surrender" and "Thy will" are staples in my samyama. |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 26 2014 : 02:47:04 AM
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There is a little voice in my mind. Actually, a few. But one of them spouts off in crazy rants of ecstatic rage. Don't be alarmed: he means no harm. He merely wants to make sure his intensity is heard. His yearning, you know.
Dozing off into sleep, I realize how rampant the mind can run. I'll take the peace before ecstasy. And now...a white blanket of ALLNESS enshrouds me as I curl into a flexible ball, waiting for the complex scenario to be projected in REM.
My smallness is my grace. My expansiveness is my freedom. The ancient thread of continuity has never left me. What is for me is for you, and that is all I have to say. |
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Anima
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Posted - Nov 26 2014 : 2:09:22 PM
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Flame between stone and ether.
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 26 2014 : 6:47:10 PM
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The sweetness of the tongue reveals redemption. The contraction of the stomach exemplifies fortitude. The fuzz and itchiness signify healing.
Paying for debts and pining for negotiation, the mind swaggers restlessly for peace. As if trying to drown itself, as if creating a whirlpool for its own extinction, as if trying to nullify a consequence of the past, the mind barters for the body's sake.
Wanting so badly to be a superman. |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 28 2014 : 12:27:56 PM
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On the ranch with guns. Hunting for wild beasts: hog, deer, turkeys. Laying in the grass typing this on the smartphone. Sun shining bright and clear across an equally clear blue sky. Many birds making their melodious noises. Vultures soaring above, surveying the land in circular patterns.
Practiced Deep Meditation as the flies buzzed around me, swatting them occasionally. Uncle soon to arrive with food. Surely will engage in deep, intense discussion about all manners of politics, economics, and most importantly, women. Amidst the discourse, I sprinkle in mention of spiritual practices and philosophy.
Last night met up with a visitor from within the AYP network. She thinks I'm too harsh on certain spiritual teachers. I told her all emotion is the power of love. My distaste leads to discernment. I celebrate freedom of preference. I think she understood. There is way more sweetness than contempt. (Other things about our meeting I cannot say).
Mother Nature contains all the secrets. The key is how to approach her. |
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Dogboy
USA
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Posted - Nov 28 2014 : 12:52:29 PM
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Lovely contribution Bodhi, how the transparencies overlap in the NOW, how the flies whisper Mothers secrets in that droning way of theirs...
Thanks and Giving is upon us. |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 28 2014 : 1:40:03 PM
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Thank you, Dogboy.  |
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Anima
484 Posts |
Posted - Nov 29 2014 : 1:05:08 PM
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Hunting is good sadhana,
but:
Look out fer them hogs! |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 29 2014 : 4:56:17 PM
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Originally posted by Anima Deorum
Look out fer them hogs!
Hehehe...they eluded us this time. They really leave a mark on the land though. They "root" and just dig up dirt all over the place. Obviously, it's minuscule in comparison to the industrial footprint humans are carving out.
There's a spiritually-oriented outdoors protocol called "Leave No Trace", which I saw being practiced in Alaska. It's yoga caliber. |
Edited by - Bodhi Tree on Nov 29 2014 5:06:12 PM |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Nov 29 2014 : 9:40:07 PM
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Nature makes You so deliciously vibrant, doesn't She?
Your eyes speak in a vocabulary that scholarly men should beg for.
the geometry of Your face
the architecture of Your smile
the openness of Your mouth
destroy any remaining doubt that life is a sublime miracle of epic and subtle proportions
rendering the question of not why, but how?--how do i encircle and collapse into the seduction of your beckoning vortex?
lashes that spike up furtively, eyebrows that blossom robustly
cheeks and lips dancing with fullness, fully conveying the gift and the challenge to co-create and even dare to master
if ever there was a journey of worthiness:
to slide down the bridge of Your nose, to feel the breath leaving and drawing in fragrances of purity, wildness, beauty
to entice Your pupils into dilation, to awaken Your tongue to movement
to merge with the folds and curves of every aspect of Your textured Being!--I say yes!
and the silence that makes sounds tells me so.
and the ground that grows roots affirms my conviction.
and the mercy of the mystery will give everyone their chance. |
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SeySorciere
Seychelles
1571 Posts |
Posted - Dec 02 2014 : 05:53:35 AM
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That last one reminds me of our Anandatandava - which reminds me, we haven't heard from him in ages. Wonder if he is okay?
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Bodhi Tree
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Dec 07 2014 : 6:58:22 PM
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All the details are perfectly put together. Every shred a part of the cloth woven from time immemorial. Just as moss and algae grow on river stones of impenetrable strength, so do these follicles and fibers grow across a boundless field of emptiness. Everything expanding, everything collapsing, everything perfectly tied together.
The ocean and its horizon indicate mystery and curvature. What seems to be the edge turns out to be a mere trick of perception. Shape gives the mind boundaries both to rest upon and to cross. Rocking back and forth between certainty and uncertainty, the ship sails onward towards itself, cloaked in other forms, distanced only by the play of time.
This laughter that rolls and spasms in rumbles of lowness lifting up to highness relieving the weight of doubt. This momentary letting go off all concerns of the future, and all scars of the past. This soft focus giving just enough to slip through the eye of the needle.
This craving for more, for better, for no restriction. This contentment that could care less because the planets are already in motion. This rage of destruction, this delicate craftsmanship, this refinement of perfection into more perfection. |
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Bodhi Tree
2972 Posts |
Posted - Dec 10 2014 : 11:36:51 AM
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Loving the shadows that lurk in my mind, they are illuminated
Hearing the demons of fear that scream with uncertainty, they are put to rest
Surrendering to silence, the knots are untied and the field expands
Breathing in suffering, the filter of purification breathes out freedom
Breathing in liberation, the exhale releases my bonds
Relaxing attentively, patterns of mastery arise |
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Charliedog
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Posted - Dec 10 2014 : 11:47:26 AM
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Anima
484 Posts |
Posted - Dec 10 2014 : 11:54:17 AM
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Bhagavad-Gita 13.1-13.3 by Swami Sivananda:
Arjuna said:
1. I wish to learn about Nature (matter) and the Spirit (soul), the Field and the Knower of the Field, knowledge and that which ought to be known.
The Blessed Lord said:
2. This body,O Arjuna, is called the Field; he who knows it is called the Knower of the Field by those who know of them, that is, by the sages.
3. Do thou also know Me as the Knower of the Field in all fields, O Arjuna! Knowledge of both the Field and the Knower of the Field is considered by Me to be the knowledge.
Chapter 13 is very reminiscent of German Idealism and Neo-Kantianism. |
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Bodhi Tree
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Posted - Dec 10 2014 : 5:52:46 PM
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| Niiice, Anima. Thank you for that quote. |
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Journal of a Disgruntled Mystic
