as soon as you want to understand it

they say there is a pure land

 

Whatever you are doing,

twenty-four hours a day, in all your

various activities, there is something that transcends

the Buddhas and Zen Masters; but as soon

as you want to understand it,

it’s not there.
 

As soon as you try

to gather your attention on it,

you have already turned away from it.

That is why I say you see but cannot

do anything about it.
 
 
Foyan

instant zen

 

decide now to be free

Perry Bible Fellowship

 

You

have to decide

right now to be free

once and for all. Everyone who

has found freedom in this lifetime has

had to make this decision. Now is the time

to have a direct introduction to this moment.

This moment is free of time, of mind, of any notions.

When one abides as the Self, some divine power

takes charge of one’s life. All actions then take

place spontaneously, and are performed

very efficiently, without any

mental effort or

activity.

 

Papaji

and more papaji

 

there is freedom at the end

those who awaken never rest

 

There is freedom

from desire and sorrow

at the end of the way. The awakened

one is free from all fetters and goes beyond

life and death. Like a swan that rises

from the water she moves onward,

never looking back.

 

The one who understands

the unreality of all things, and who

has laid up no store, that one’s track is

as of birds in the air. Like a bird in the air,

she takes an invisible course, wanting

nothing, storing nothing, knowing

the emptiness of all things.

 

Dhammapada

 

the perfection of wisdom

most valued possession

 

Arouse the mind without

placing it anywhere.

 

Diamond Sutra

 

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The day before my birthday, October 1,

I mentioned to Mom at her memory care home that the next day

was my birthday. She was upset she had nothing for me, but I assured her about this.

The following day when I arrived, that was waiting for me. My mom was a wonderful writer,

I’m a piker next to both my folks in this regard, they both wrote long letters to me in beautiful hands,

and got them from me, all our lives together. But dementia made it almost impossible  for

my mom to write at all near the end, and I was told she labored over this,

with help, for over an hour. Water runs down my face

every time my eye falls on it.