Archive for March, 2006

Kahlil Gibran - A Tear and A Smile

Friday, March 31st, 2006

Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931) - a mystical poet and artist that I truly believe was in communion with Truth, Beauty and Spirit which radiates through all of his work that I have read.

Chapter 1 of Kahlil Gibran’s A Tear and a Smile

Courtesy of www.kahlil.org (Gibran died in 1931 and under the rules of most countries, his works are now in the public domain)

The Creation

The God separated a spirit from Himself and fashioned it into Beauty. He showered upon her all the blessings of gracefulness and kindness. He gave her the cup of happiness and said, “Drink not from this cup unless you forget the past and the future, for happiness is naught but the moment.” And He also gave her a cup of sorrow and said, “Drink from this cup and you will understand the meaning of the fleeting instants of the joy of life, for sorrow ever abounds.”

And the God bestowed upon her a love that would desert her forever upon her first sigh of earthly satisfaction, and a sweetness that would vanish with her first awareness of flattery.

And He gave her wisdom from heaven to lead to the all-righteous path, and placed in the depth of her heart an eye that sees the unseen, and created in her an affection and goodness toward all things. He dressed her with raiment of hopes spun by the angels of heaven from the sinews of the rainbow. And He cloaked her in the shadow of confusion, which is the dawn of life and light.

Then the God took consuming fire from the furnace of anger, and searing wind from the desert of ignorance, and sharp- cutting sands from the shore of selfishness, and coarse earth from under the feet of ages, and combined them all and fashioned Man. He gave to Man a blind power that rages and drives him into a madness which extinguishes only before gratification of desire, and placed life in him which is the spectre of death.

And the god laughed and cried. He felt an overwhelming love and pity for Man, and sheltered him beneath His guidance.

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For me, this chapter on creation sings a beautful song of joy and suffering, involution and evolution, the Divine Play known as Lila.

today’s koan

Wednesday, March 29th, 2006

So I came across a seemingly silly question today… however, the more I thought about it, the more profound and strangely soothing it became….

WHAT IS THE SPEED OF DARK?

 

the meaning of life..

Thursday, March 23rd, 2006

So I’ve entered an online contest ”the meaning of life in 25 words or less”

you are allowed two submissions within the year…. here’s my first

the meaning of life is….

awakening your awareness to the Truth and Beauty that lies within you, in the world around you and in this already perfect moment

any votes for this one?

times up..

Thursday, March 16th, 2006

So I sat down to meditate last night and I noted that I was feeling a bit frustrated and a bit overwhelmed.  I realized that part of it was related to my hectic schedule and the anxiety created by time.

*chime* meditation begins

Sure i’m busy..busier than ever it seems, so what?  But once I start seeing my calendar fill up with meetings at 9am then 11am, fit lunch in at 12-12:30 so I can make it to the 1 pm meeting… I can’t help but feel that the more organized I get and the more effectively I try to manage my time.. the less of it I have.

So..back to my breath…but no, here the monkey mind goes again.  I start to reflect on my day and my thoughts turn to some pictures my friend sent to me of his rapidly growing baby boy.

What’s his concept of time like? I’d like to be in his shoes for a bit. If he needs to poo, he poos, if he needs to eat he cries until he gets food.  He is living in the present moment driven only by instinctual demands.   Ahh.. the simple life.

Now, theories of developmental psychology enter that train of thought.  With the emergence or development of language this little guy’s consciousness will move beyond mere instinct into the realm of tenses, notions of time past and future.  He’ll develop the ability to understand and communicate a sequence of events, and with that begin to observe and manage his instincts from a more objective perspective.  Soon enough the anxiety that comes with time will rear it’s ugly head.  Ahh..the complex life.

Ok..so again, back to the breath, I’m supposed to be meditating here. Hmm..meditation.  Sometimes I feel like the notion of time ceases here.  More often however, I experience it as a bending or warping of time.  1 hour can feel like 15 min or like an entire lifetime (often filled with suffering i might add). 

*chime*

Eyes open.  An hour went by that quick? 

Apparently I can only warp and bend time for exactly an hour.   sigh. 

buddha boy

Monday, March 13th, 2006

So a friend of mine sent me this link about the “Buddha Boy”…

http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/asiapcf/03/11/nepal.missing.ap/index.html

It would be interesting to find out what method a group of meditation masters would use to authenticate his level of realization and find out what that level is.