Showing posts with label rainbow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainbow. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

"Now when the bardo of dying ...."

“Now when the bardo of dying dawns upon me,

I will abandon all grasping, yearning, and attachment,
Enter undistracted into clear awareness of the teaching,
And eject my consciousness into the space of unborn Rigpa (primordial nondual awareness);
As I leave this compound body of flesh and blood
 I will know it to be a transitory illusion.”



“When the bardo of the moment of death appears
 may I abandon attachments and mental fixations,
and engage without distraction in the
 path which the instructions make clear.
  Mind projected into the sphere of uncreated space,
separated from body, from flesh and blood,
 I will know that which is impermanence and illusion.”
Guru Rinpoche

Monday, September 15, 2014

"Flowers are a silly bunch"


Flowers are a silly bunch
While trees are sort of bossy.
Lakes are shy
The earth is calm
And rivers do seem saucy.
Hills are good
But mountains mean
While weeds all ask for pity.
I guess the country can be nice
But I prefer the city.


Arnold Spilka

Monday, March 11, 2013

"Walk on a rainbow trail ...."


“Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty.  There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.”



Navajo Song