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This is not an answering machine. Tearing our hair out over making - or not making - payroll, and having our stomachs tied in knots when trying to please investors and board members. How do we express our love? It may be just the beginning of a great adventure. I've chosen to stay in the business world because this is where I believe the real transformation must happen.
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The primary focus was growing spiritually and being happy. I was open to anything. I attended retreats, read book after book, participated in meditation groups and before I knew it, my life was transformed. I saw that my job, friends, financial situation and relationships were all improving, and I was amazed. However, the real transformation was the feeling I had inside. The okay-ness with myself. The feeling of connection with the spirit within. And the overwhelming sense of joy with life and all things in life.
As long as I make an effort and actively seek a greater tomorrow with a God of my understanding, then my missing piece - my hole in the soul - will always remain full. The more I seek, the more excited I get, because I am reassured there is so much more for me to learn and experience. I sought my soul, But my soul I could not see. I sought my God, But my God eluded me. I sought my brother, And found all three.
If I were called upon to state in a few words the essence of everything I was trying to say, it would be something like this: Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is. In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness: Is there anything I can do to make myself Enlightened?
As little as you can do to make the sun rise in the morning. Then of what use are the spiritual exercises you prescribe? To make sure you are not asleep when the sun begins to rise. There is nothing you can do to improve your soul. There is nothing you can do to stain your soul. I believe that the only true religion consists of having a good heart. The further I wake into this life, the more I realize that God is everywhere and the extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary.
Light is in both the broken bottle and the diamond, and music is in both the flowing violin and the water dripping from the drainage pipe. Yes, God is under the porch as well as on top of the mountain, and joy is in both the front row and the bleachers, if we are willing to be where we are. We can stop struggling with what occurs and see its true face without calling it the enemy. It helps to remember that our spiritual practice is not about accomplishing anything - not about winning or losing - but about ceasing to struggle and relaxing as it is.
That is what we are doing when we sit down to meditate. That attitude spreads into the rest of our lives. Most of us need to be reminded that we are good, that we are lovable, that we belong. Our relationships have the potential to be a sacred refuge, a place of healing and awakening. With each person we meet, we can learn to look behind the mask and see the one who longs to love and be loved.
Then it was as if I suddenly saw the secret beauty of their hearts, the depths of their hearts where neither sin nor desire nor self-knowledge can reach, the core of their reality, the person that each one is in the eyes of the Divine. If only they could all see themselves as they really are. If only we could see each other that way all the time. There would be no more war, no more hatred, no more cruelty, no more greed.
It is possible to awaken. Unbounded freedom and joy, oneness with the Divine, awakening into a state of timeless grace - these experiences are more common than you know, and not far away. There is one further truth, however: Our realizations and awakenings show us the reality of the world, and they bring transformation, but they pass. We all know that after the honeymoon comes the marriage. After the election comes the hard task of governance. In spiritual life it is the same: After the ecstasy comes the laundry. When we think that something is going to bring us pleasure, we really don't know what's going to happen.
When we think something is going to give us misery, we don't know. Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all. We try to do what we think is going to help. But we don't know. We never know if we're going to fall flat or sit up tall.
When there's a big disappointment, we don't know if that's the end of the story.
It may be just the beginning of a great adventure. Life is like that. We call something bad; we call it good. But really we just don't know. Integrated and personal spiritual practice includes our work, our love, our families, and our creativity. It understands that the personal and the universal are inextricably connected, that the universal truths of spiritual life can come alive only in each particular and personal circumstance. How we live is our spiritual life. As one wise student remarked, 'If you really want to know about a Zen master, talk to their spouse.
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers. Let me keep company always with those who say 'Look! Your generosity toward others is key to your positive experiences in the world. Know that there's enough room for everyone to be passionate, creative, and successful. In fact, there's more than room for everyone; there's a need for everyone. Don't think the purpose of meditation is to go deep into consciousness, wrap a blanket around yourself, and say, 'How cozy!
I'm going to curl up in here by myself; let the world burn. We go deep into meditation so that we can reach out further and further to the world outside.
You are not a drop in the ocean, You are the entire ocean in a drop. Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry.
He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, 'Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.
Paradise is thus not so much a place, as liberation into the fullness and bounty of everyday experience. When we make music we don't do it in order to reach a certain point, such as the end of the composition. If that were the purpose of music then obviously the fastest players would be the best. Also, when we are dancing we are not aiming to arrive at a particular place on the floor as in a journey.
When we dance, the journey itself is the point, as when we play music the playing itself is the point. And exactly the same thing is true in meditation. Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate moment. Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us. One day I asked Kassie [Temple] the question that had been vexing me: What if our religion was each other?
If our practice was our life? If prayer was our words? What if the Temple was the Earth? If forests were our church? If holy water - the river, lakes and oceans? What if meditation was our relationships? If the Teacher was life? If wisdom was self-knowledge? If love was the center of our being? As often happens on the spiritual journey, we have arrived at the heart of a paradox: All we need to do is stop pounding on the door that has just closed, turn around - which puts the door behind us - and welcome the largeness of life that now lies open to our souls.
The door that closed kept us from entering a room, but what now lies before us is the rest of reality. In the end, these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you live? How deeply did you learn to let go? You and I appear to be separate. We differ in color, size, and shape Beneath this apparent division, however, hidden deep within each of us is the one Self - eternal, infinite, ever-perfect.
This is the closely guarded secret of life: Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it. When you meet anyone, remember it is a holy encounter. As you see him you will see yourself. As you treat him you will treat yourself. As you think of him you will think of yourself. Never forget this, for in him you will find yourself or lose yourself.
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn't leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I'd still be in prison. Let us encourage one another with spiritual friendship, conversations that are uplifting, and remembrance of our sacred purpose in life. Go and love someone exactly as they are and watch how quickly they transform into the greatest, truest version of themselves. When one feels seen and appreciated in their own essence, one is instantly empowered. It has a lot to do with developing patience, not with the check-out person so much, but with your own pain that arises, the rawness and the vulnerability, and sending some kind of warmth and love to that rawness and soreness.
I think that's how we have to practice. There ain't no answer. There ain't ever going to be an answer. There never was an answer. If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher. We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the one that is waiting for us. When is the last time that you had a great conversation, a conversation that wasn't just two intersecting monologues, which is what passes for conversation a lot in this culture?
That you heard yourself receiving from somebody words that absolutely found places within you that you thought you had lost I've had some of them recently Listening is much more than allowing another to talk while waiting for a chance to respond. Listening is paying full attention to others and welcoming them into our very beings. The beauty of listening is that those who are listened to start feeling accepted, start taking their words more seriously and discovering their true selves. Listening is a form of spiritual hospitality by which you invite strangers to be friends, to get to know their inner selves more fully, and even to dare to be silent with you.
During my life I have met some of the kindest people who don't consider themselves spiritual at all. Yet their approach to life comes from a deep caring and concern for all human beings. It comes from a basic kindness. That is what spirituality is about. It is about our deep connections. It isn't about what gender we think God is, or whether we even think God exists or what rituals we perform or the creeds we profess.
It is experiencing and acting from our deep connections. It is often done quietly, with no fanfare. It is a friendliness to all life. My beloved child, break your heart no longer.
Each time you judge yourself, you break your heart. You pull away from the love that is the well-spring of your vitality. But now the time has come, your time, to live and to trust the goodness that you are. And what does mystery ask of us? Only that we be in its presence, that we fully, consciously hand ourselves over. That is all, and that is everything. Over the years I have seen the power of taking an unconditional relationship to life …, a willingness to show up for whatever life may offer and meet with it rather than wishing to edit and change the inevitable….
Perhaps the wisdom lies in engaging the life you have been given as fully and courageously as possible and not letting go until you find the unknown blessing that is in everything.. Often in meditative language we speak of letting go of things: Sometimes that is not exactly the right phrase, because letting go suggests that you need to do something.
Everything comes and goes by itself. We do not have to do anything to make it come, or make it go, or to let it go. We just have to let it be. Each one of us, I believe, is a gift the earth is giving to itself now, a unique gift. If the world is to be healed through human effort, I am convinced it will be by ordinary people, people whose love for this life is even greater than their fear.