poetry as a journey of growth and healing.....listening to hearts speak and speaking to hearts that listen.....awakening the sacred presence dormant in each voice.....where voices move in a circle to no beginning and to no end......it's the circle of voices come alive.....
24 October 2011
Freedom
breathing simply to breathe going simply to go being simply to be without thougths, without plan, without goal
This is from Jack Engler, psychotherapist and Buddhist meditation teacher, regarding his first encounter with Dipa Ma who was to become his master:
It was impossible to sustain that kind of pretense in her presence. She just listened with complete acceptance and nonjudgment. Like any genuine teacher, her presence was a mirror in which I could not avoid seeing myself—all of my ideas about myself just collapsed. I felt completely undone.
If you try to position yourself in relation to someone like Dipa Ma by creating an image of yourself, you find you can’t do it. Your idea of self has to drop away because it’s not being reinforced; nothing’s coming back from the other side. If you’re like I was, this “self” collapses. On the other hand, if you’re not trying to project an image, then a great calm settles in because it’s completely okay just to be who you are. Because everything is just as it is.
--------------------------------------------------- This is the feeling this poem gives me: everything is just as it is. Things are just as they are and our evaluation of them in terms of positive or negative, and good or bad is like a conceptual layer that we place on things, situations or events.
By doing this we are trying to make sense of them, making them intelligible, manageable, yet by discriminating too much we actually tend to separate ourselves from reality.
Everything is just as it is. In Buddhism you call this the realization of suchness or thathata, meaning someone who has attained reality. When one attains reality things appear to us just as they are and this freedom.
This is from Jack Engler, psychotherapist and Buddhist meditation teacher, regarding his first encounter with Dipa Ma who was to become his master:
ReplyDeleteIt was impossible to sustain that kind of pretense in her presence. She just listened with complete acceptance and nonjudgment. Like any genuine teacher, her presence was a mirror in which I could not avoid seeing myself—all of my ideas about myself just collapsed. I felt completely undone.
If you try to position yourself in relation to someone like Dipa Ma by creating an image of yourself, you find you can’t do it. Your idea of self has to drop away because it’s not being reinforced; nothing’s coming back from the other side. If you’re like I was, this “self” collapses. On the other hand, if you’re not trying to project an image, then a great calm settles in because it’s completely okay just to be who you are. Because everything is just as it is.
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This is the feeling this poem gives me: everything is just as it is. Things are just as they are and our evaluation of them in terms of positive or negative, and good or bad is like a conceptual layer that we place on things, situations or events.
By doing this we are trying to make sense of them, making them intelligible, manageable, yet by discriminating too much we actually tend to separate ourselves from reality.
Everything is just as it is. In Buddhism you call this the realization of suchness or thathata, meaning someone who has attained reality. When one attains reality things appear to us just as they are and this freedom.