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

Thursday, September 29, 2016

"A star ...."



A star at dawn,
a bubble in a stream,
a flash of lightning in a summer cloud,
a flickering lamp,
a phantom and a dream,
so is the fleeting world.
Diamond Sutra

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Take happiness home

Happiness kingdom
Land of happiness
Bhutan, the last Shangri-la
Take happiness home

Pristine 

Domestic bliss

Solitare 
Peachy and plump

Lucky symbols

Overcast sky, soon refreshing air

Taktsang Lhakhang/The Tiger's Nest

Awe inspiring from any angle

A view from Taktsang Lhakhang

Waterfall before Taktsang Lhakhang

Apple trees everywhere

Sunflower grows wild

Morning glory galore

Green gourd

For devotion, peace and tolerance

Young cypress tree - national tree

Unique takin - national animal

Breathtaking

Mountain peaks, as far as the eye can see

Clouds, at eye level

Monday, September 5, 2016

"From this hour ...."




From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute,
Listening to others, considering well what they say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
I inhale great draughts of space,
The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine.

I am larger, better than I thought,
I did not know I held so much goodness.

All seems beautiful to me,
I can repeat over to men and women You have done such good to me I would do the same to you,
I will recruit for myself and you as I go,
I will scatter myself among men and women as I go,
I will toss a new gladness and roughness among them,
Whoever denies me it shall not trouble me,
Whoever accepts me he or she shall be blessed and shall bless me.
Walt Whitman