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A simple, open-ended curiosity with what is…
A simple, open-ended curiosity with what is…
It’s over, the “buddhas and patriarchs” disease
Daito (1282-1334)
That once gripped my chest.
Now I’m just an ordinary man
With a clean slate.
It’s over, the “buddhas and patriarchs” disease
Daito (1282-1334)
That once gripped my chest.
Now I’m just an ordinary man
With a clean slate.
We are always exactly where we need to be.
We are always exactly where we need to be.
Concepts (like nonduality) can be discussed forever without needing to put any skin in the game at all—but when this aliveness is cut, it bleeds.
Robert Saltzman
Concepts (like nonduality) can be discussed forever without needing to put any skin in the game at all—but when this aliveness is cut, it bleeds.
Robert Saltzman
Can you imagine
trying to draw lines around your aliveness?
A line under this
A boundary round that
A wall over there
A moat around here
Where will it end?
This effort to isolate some parts and not others
Do you think for one moment you have a say
in how this wonder of being unfolds
on what goes where and how things are?
All the while the hidden heart remains unbounded, wide open
Can you imagine
trying to draw lines around your aliveness?
A line under this
A boundary round that
A wall over there
A moat around here
Where will it end?
This effort to isolate some parts and not others
Do you think for one moment you have a say
in how this wonder of being unfolds
on what goes where and how things are?
All the while the hidden heart remains unbounded, wide open
Watch out for intellect,
Anne Sexton - Heart Falls Out
because it knows so much it knows nothing
and leaves you hanging upside down,
mouthing knowledge as your heart
falls out of your mouth.
Watch out for intellect,
Anne Sexton - Heart Falls Out
because it knows so much it knows nothing
and leaves you hanging upside down,
mouthing knowledge as your heart
falls out of your mouth.
To appreciate fully one’s essential solitude—along with one’s absolute inability to fathom it—is the gift that just keeps on giving.
Robert Saltzman
To appreciate fully one’s essential solitude—along with one’s absolute inability to fathom it—is the gift that just keeps on giving.
Robert Saltzman
Let us not forget that this very aliveness that we are, has been lent to us from who knows where. It was never, is or ever shall be ours to keep. At death we return that which was never ours in the first place.
Let us not forget that this very aliveness that we are, has been lent to us from who knows where. It was never, is or ever shall be ours to keep. At death we return that which was never ours in the first place.
Austerity of phenomena gets one no closer to the intimacy of this moment. A pneumatic drill or a kick in the teeth will do that equally well.