That we are
attached to some beauty is
also the Buddha’s
activity.
Great bodhisattvas
arrive at consummate skill in means;
they are always concerned with the welfare of all
sentient beings, they do not reject the realm of common
ignorance, do not seek individual escape, do not cling to their own
happiness. They only strive to edify and liberate others; they are
able to enter and exit meditations and liberations, and have
attained mastery of all concentrations. They come
and go in birth and death as though
roaming through a park,
never getting sick
of it.
They
may live in the palace
of demons or may be celestial beings —
they manifest their bodies in all realms of life.
They may become mendicants in non-buddhist groups,
yet they always avoid false views…They may appear as beautiful
women, intelligent and talented, foremost in the world…Though they
show attainment of true enlightenment moment to moment, still
they do not stop the practice of bodhisattvas. This is their
fourth unique quality, the ultimate consummation
of skill in means without relying
on the teaching of
another.
Center
your attention. Stop
listening with your ears and listen with
your mind. Then stop listening with your mind and
listen with your primal spirit. Hearing is limited to the
ear. Mind is limited to tallying things up. But
the primal spirit is empty: it’s simply
that which awaits
things.
In all ten
directions of the universe,
there is just one truth. When we see clearly,
all great teachings are the same. What can ever be lost?
What can be gained? If we gain something, it was there from
the beginning of time. If we lose something, it is hiding
somewhere near us. Look: this ball in my pocket:
Can you see how priceless
it is?
If you try to
pour the whole ocean into a pot,
it doesn’t work. You can’t put enough in to
satisfy even one human being for a single day.
The eye of a greedy person is the same: always full,
never satisfied. Only when an oyster becomes
content and stops trying to drink
the whole sea can it settle
down and make a
pearl.
Whoever
is torn by spiritual love
is cleansed of greed – this and every
other weakness. Be happy with this love!
It’s a very good deal – the cure for
all pain, the medicine for our
arrogance, the great
teacher.
Bodies
made of earth ascend
to heaven because of love.
Mountains walk and dance
because of love. Mount Sinai got
drunk with love, and Moses’s
donkey exploded
into light!
Like nay,
the reed flute, I have
stories to tell you. Anyone separated
from the Friend has hundreds of stories, too,
but no tongue to tell them. If you let the flowers wilt
and the garden die, there aren’t any more
songs from bolbol, the
nightingale.
This
whole universe, every
thing and not-thing, is the Beloved.
The lover, just a reflection of that. It’s God’s face
that’s alive, not the mirror! If a person doesn’t have the
courage to love, he’s a bird without wings. No one
can be conscious without the light of the
Friend, but with that love, you can
see truth.
If
your mirror
isn’t reflecting the
Beloved, then
polish it.
translated by Brian Browne Walker, Behzad Ghorbani, & Shahla Ghorbani