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Thursday, August 01, 2019
Swimming as the sea.
Words divide. A word is constructed to indicate a discrete item, idea, or concept. This division leaves undefined space between words. So, we are limited by language. The only way to experience indivisible essence is non-verbally.
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awake,
awareness,
blind,
Blindness,
empty,
essence,
Faith,
God,
god(dess),
goddess,
gods/goddesses,
interdependent web of life,
mystery,
realization,
Spirituality,
the universe
Monday, July 01, 2019
Sunday, March 31, 2019
Death in View
It's one thing to understand, in the abstract, that you will die. It's another to be able to see your own death.
Elizabeth Kubler Ross mentioned often in her writings that children knew when they were going to die. Dying adults were also reported as knowing the day and helping friends and family to accept it.
This is what makes those arbitrary decades uncomfortable, i.e., 30, 40, 50. Because suddenly you understand that one day you will die and you can see it. Not only is death real and you have no say in the matter but you begin to get a sense of the length of your life. A feel for the end.
The cult of youth makes death much more frightening than it needs to be. For some time I felt it was my fault that I was aging. That I had missed some critical exercise and had allowed myself to age. All this emphasis on staying young makes death a personal failure. Stupid. When accepting your death is really the smartest thing you can do.
If you ignore the popular culture, it is possible to follow the natural path to death. From fear to acceptance to embracing the change. Taking the path is inevitable, so you may as well make a good job of it and do yourself a favor by going clear eyed into that good sunrise.
Written in 2013. Belatedly published.
Elizabeth Kubler Ross mentioned often in her writings that children knew when they were going to die. Dying adults were also reported as knowing the day and helping friends and family to accept it.
This is what makes those arbitrary decades uncomfortable, i.e., 30, 40, 50. Because suddenly you understand that one day you will die and you can see it. Not only is death real and you have no say in the matter but you begin to get a sense of the length of your life. A feel for the end.
The cult of youth makes death much more frightening than it needs to be. For some time I felt it was my fault that I was aging. That I had missed some critical exercise and had allowed myself to age. All this emphasis on staying young makes death a personal failure. Stupid. When accepting your death is really the smartest thing you can do.
If you ignore the popular culture, it is possible to follow the natural path to death. From fear to acceptance to embracing the change. Taking the path is inevitable, so you may as well make a good job of it and do yourself a favor by going clear eyed into that good sunrise.
Written in 2013. Belatedly published.
Monday, October 08, 2018
Easy practices for honoring ancestors
Lots of good, plainly described ways to honor ancestors.
”You don’t have to be an indigenous shaman or ghost whisperer to have a direct, intimate, and healthy relationship with your ancestors. We all have loving ancestors who want us to fulfill our destiny as happy and well-adjusted people, and in my experience, our ancestors are the ideal guides for family healing as they are invested in seeing their future generations thrive.”
Labels:
aging,
communication,
Death,
dumb supper,
dying,
Halloween,
love,
sixth sense,
Spirituality,
strangely sane,
the dead,
Useful
Monday, June 04, 2018
Looking West
My life is all about sunsets. I suppose that’s what happens when your main opening faces west.
Today was a magical day beyond recording.
Labels:
awareness,
belief,
mystery,
Peace,
realization,
seeing,
sixth sense,
Time,
waiting,
West
Tuesday, December 05, 2017
Sacred Sunset
For the past five days, since the beginning of December, I have been lighting candles at sunset. There is something sacred about the action. I don't know what. It's a silent offering. I merely light them and watch them, blowing them out when the time seems right. I plan to do this until solstice.
White candles and a red tea light. |
Tuesday, August 22, 2017
wide mind, open heart
Labels:
attachment,
awake,
awareness,
Buddhism,
compassion,
Faith,
light,
love,
spirit,
Spirituality
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
No known path
So, I'm asked what my preferred path is and I answer, "I don't know." I have never found it.
Labels:
awareness,
belief,
choosing,
distant drums,
Faith,
interdependent web of life
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
How to make sense of life
Whatever we do we should think, “I am doing this to make others happy. This is my job; this is my purpose in life.” From the moment we wake up to the moment we go to sleep this should be the motivation for every action we do. With a good heart, with a mind sincerely wishing to benefit others, our life will make sense. —Lama Zopa Rinpoche
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aging,
Buddhism,
choosing,
compassion,
Death,
God,
god(dess),
goddess,
inclusion,
interdependent web of life,
life,
loving,
mass effect,
Peace,
sentient
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