try to praise the mutilated world

travel light

 

Try

to praise

the mutilated world.


Remember June’s long days,


and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine.


The nettles that methodically overgrow


the abandoned homesteads

of exiles.


 

You

must praise

the mutilated world.


You watched the stylish yachts

and ships;
 one of them had a long trip

ahead of it,
 while salty oblivion awaited others.


You’ve seen the refugees going nowhere,


you’ve heard the executioners

sing joyfully.


 

You

should praise

the mutilated world.


Remember the moments when

we were together 
in a white room and

the curtain fluttered.
 Return in thought to

the concert where music flared.
You

gathered acorns in the park in

autumn 
and leaves eddied

over the earth’s

scars.


 

Praise

the mutilated world


and the gray feather a thrush lost,


and the gentle light that strays

and vanishes
 and

returns.

 

Adam Zagajewski

 

the great dharma boat

 

When hate and

love don’t block the mind,

stretch out both legs and

then lie down.

 

If you hope and intend

to transform others, you must perfect

expedient means. Don’t cause them to have

doubts, and then their self-nature

will appear.

 

The Buddhadharma is

here in the world; enlightenment is

not apart from the world. To search for Bodhi

apart from the world is like looking for

a hare with horns.

 

Right views are

transcendental; deviant views

are all mundane. Deviant and right

completely destroyed: the

Bodhi nature appears

spontaneously.

 

This verse is

the Sudden Teaching, also called

the great dharma boat. Hear in confusion,

pass through ages, in an instant’s

space, enlightenment.

 

Hui Neng

with an ever-living heart

jae c. hong

 

Many seek protection

from all hurting influences by building

some wall around themselves. But the canopy over

the earth is so high that a wall cannot be built high enough,

and the only thing one can do is to live in the midst of all

inharmonious influences, to strengthen his will power

and to bear all things, yet keeping the fineness

of character and a nobleness of manner

together with an ever-living

heart.

 

To become cold with the coldness

of the world is weakness, and to become broken

by the hardness of the world is feebleness, but to live in the world

and yet to keep above the world is like walking on the water. There are two

essential duties for the man of wisdom and love; that is to keep the love

in our nature ever increasing and expanding and to strengthen the

will so that the heart may not be easily broken. Balance is ideal

in life; man must be fine and yet strong, man must

be loving and yet powerful.

 

Hazrat Inayat Khan

the training of the ego

 

this world is open sky and dustbin

be free from concerns

 

This world

is an open sky and also a dustbin,

giving life to some and death to others;

the outcomes are not controlled

by this world. 

 

Press

your finger into the world

and put it to your nose.  You may smell

sweetness, or you may smell dung. 

Discernment is possible in

these matters.

 

True hearts

stay awake if love is possible. The

others have no need for beauty, nor hope of

it.  If you are holding gold in your hand,

don’t imagine ways to turn it

into mud.

 

Bahauddin, father of Rumi

the drowned book

 

☯️

 

The Old Fool wears

second-hand clothes and fills his belly

with tasteless food, mends holes to make a

cover against the cold, and thus the myriad affairs

of  life, according to what comes, are done. Scolded, the

Old Fool merely says, “Fine.” Struck, the Old Fool falls

down to  sleep. “Spit on my face, I just let it dry;

I save strength and energy and give you no

affliction.” Paramita is his style; he

gains the jewel within.

 

Platform Sutra of the Sixth Patriarch

 

🪷

 

Forget the body.

Let go of sensations

and obsessions and objects.

Do non-doing to the point that thoughts

cease to arise. Releasing mental constructs and

emotional entanglements, you’ll begin

to flow as a sage. Then let go

of that notion on top

of everything

else.

 

Wei wu Wei Ching, Chapter 15

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to save the world, break the mirror

nanao sakaki

 

In the morning

After taking cold shower

—-what a mistake—-

I look at the mirror.

There, a funny guy,

Grey hair, white beard, wrinkled skin,

—-what a pity—-

Poor, dirty, old man,

He is not me, absolutely not.

Land and life

Fishing in the ocean

Sleeping in the desert with stars

Building a shelter in the mountains

Farming the ancient way

Singing with coyotes

Singing against nuclear war—

I’ll never be tired of life.

Now I’m seventeen years old,

Very charming young man.

I sit quietly in lotus position,

Meditating, meditating for nothing.

Suddenly a voice comes to me:

“To stay young,

To save the world,

Break the mirror.”

 

Nanao Sakaki

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