Today I feel thoughtful. No, hold that thought. On second thought, I feel . . . how do I feel?
Random ideas are relatively innocuous, but ideologies, beliefs, opinions and points of view, including the factual knowledge and experience accumulated since birth, which we erroneously call “myself,” are only shadows which obscure the light of the truth.
Whoa, buddy. My opinions are just as good as yours, and I happen to like them better too.
As long as human beings remain slaves to their intellects and its observations, they could well be called sick.
I resemble that remark.
It is imperative that the mind be stilled.
Then what would I do with myself? And what would I do with this blog?
Once the waves subside, we perceive directly that the moon of truth has never ceased shining.
I, for one, don’t see anything out of the ordinary.
For the first time we can live with inner peace and dignity, free from perplexity and disquiet, and in harmony with our environment. – Yasutani Roshi, “The Three Pillars of Zen”
As entertaining as it might be to treasure hunt amid the dusty relics of the attic trunk, nothing we’re looking for is inside. Because nothing is hidden.
Let this reward you at once. And let me go back to getting the ink stains out of the white laundry since in my haste to explore myself I overlooked the ballpoint left in the shirt pocket.
Look no more! Find the perfect, and perfectly inscribed, gift for every mother on your list right here and now.