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Spirituality

  1. 27 Aug '12 20:35
    Originally posted by black beetle
    Oh my rabbie is glorious,
    o'er a' the ills o' life victorious
    ahhh dear beetle if only it were so, there's care on every han' my friend.
  2. 27 Aug '12 21:31
    Sometimes a national border is all you need.
  3. 28 Aug '12 03:39 / 1 edit
    Originally posted by black beetle
    Oh the other day Ma Tsu had my nose twisted so that I could be hopefully grounded in this present moment; so yes, thinking of that present moment as I did earlier, it would earn me just a twisted nose

    My dear Viv and vistesd, we are well and we feel your transmission and thankful we remain; may you always be happy
    Last time I had me nose given
    a proper Zen twist,
    it was done by a certain scarab
    as I recall . . .
  4. 28 Aug '12 03:39
    Originally posted by black beetle
    Since you gave it to me
    without using your hands,
    I will be always by you
    without using my feet;


    Namaste
    Just so!
  5. 28 Aug '12 14:31
    Originally posted by vistesd
    Dear Beetle and Taoman,

    Remember that I live by that creekwater, in this wild garden called Terrapin Branch. Ma Tsu’s wild duck is for me the Great Blue Heron.

    Heron, tall priest of Terrapin Branch,
    shakes his wings at all my talk
    of mutually arising and Zen,
    and wanders on.

    Empty or not,
    I drink my tea—
    and bow to my friends…
    Warm greetings vistesd.

    My feathered zen - t'is the Yellow tail Black Cockatoos, calling together in the evening from the tall eucalypts, the mountain ashes of the hills of Tarra. An empty, lingering, deep call. Then too, I sip my tea, the river flowing below. No words.

    May your smiles be many.
  6. 28 Aug '12 14:53 / 1 edit
    Originally posted by Taoman
    Warm greetings vistesd.

    My feathered zen - t'is the Yellow tail Black Cockatoos, calling together in the evening from the tall eucalypts, the mountain ashes of the hills of Tarra. An empty, lingering, deep call. Then too, I sip my tea, the river flowing below. No words.

    May your smiles be many.
    hmmm, please forgive this peasant farmer, i do not understand this concept of Zen, is it
    a kind of oneness with your surroundings that you are trying to achieve or self
    knowledge through contemplation? Serious question.
  7. Subscriber karoly aczel
    Happy Chappie
    28 Aug '12 20:40
    Originally posted by robbie carrobie
    hmmm, please forgive this peasant farmer, i do not understand this concept of Zen, is it
    a kind of oneness with your surroundings that you are trying to achieve or self
    knowledge through contemplation? Serious question.
    You ever read much Zen literature?
    There is always some monk saying something similar to what you just said with the master seemingly unhappy and flippant with the question.

    Zen is the tool which has been sharpened by the best masters.
    It directs the adept to zazen (meditation) as a means of transcendence .
    It points to our "original faces" ,(suggesting that this life is just "Maya" (illusion) ), and does nothing to help any adept with the world and its troubles.

    but I'll let the others answer it as I can feel they are generating a bit more heat on this thread than me

    peasant farmer? that sounds pretty Zen to me
  8. 28 Aug '12 21:20
    Originally posted by karoly aczel
    You ever read much Zen literature?
    There is always some monk saying something similar to what you just said with the master seemingly unhappy and flippant with the question.

    Zen is the tool which has been sharpened by the best masters.
    It directs the adept to zazen (meditation) as a means of transcendence .
    It points to our "original faces" ,(s ...[text shortened]... bit more heat on this thread than me

    peasant farmer? that sounds pretty Zen to me
    its really quite interesting to be honest, all I have read is some koans, which I liked and
    found really interesting. It seems that the goal is one of essentially self transcendence
    through meditation, if I am not mistaken, the aim of which is to peel back the layers
    and try to ascertain ones true nature or essence. Am I permitted to ask, does it also
    seek to establish some kind of harmony between oneself and a perceived universal
    scheme of things? Again a serious question.
  9. 29 Aug '12 09:37
    I am not permitted to ask? :'(
  10. Standard member black beetle
    Black Beastie
    29 Aug '12 10:12
    Originally posted by robbie carrobie
    I am not permitted to ask? :'(
    These two old cows had their subject-object structure of thinking collapsed
  11. Standard member black beetle
    Black Beastie
    29 Aug '12 10:24
    Originally posted by robbie carrobie
    I am not permitted to ask? :'(
    ...so probably they won't say alive and they won't say dead
  12. 29 Aug '12 11:30
    Originally posted by black beetle
    ...so probably they won't say alive and they won't say dead
    hmm, I was really intrigued by Taomans comment of his feathered Zen, it conjured
    in my mind a place of gentle ambience and although i live in the frozen north dear
    beetle, I could hear the gentle flow of water, envision the colour of the birds and see
    Taoman contemplatively sipping his tea. Then I was moved to ask the question, a
    mistake I know, for Taomans perception is not mine and I not his, what is Taoman in
    this scheme and more importantly, what is he trying to achieve if anything. Is he,
    through his contemplation allowing the ambience to wash away the tensions and
    cares and inner conflicts to bring his spirit back to some kind of harmony and feeling
    of well being? Is it something beyond reason, something which only he can possibly
    understand and we can merely grasp as some fleeting glimpse from the corner of
    our eye? The whole thing is so intriguing that I was compelled to try to make sense
    of it, when in fact, its probably better that I just shut up.
  13. Standard member black beetle
    Black Beastie
    29 Aug '12 12:13
    Originally posted by robbie carrobie
    hmm, I was really intrigued by Taomans comment of his feathered Zen, it conjured
    in my mind a place of gentle ambience and although i live in the frozen north dear
    beetle, I could hear the gentle flow of water, envision the colour of the birds and see
    Taoman contemplatively sipping his tea. Then I was moved to ask the question, a
    mistake I k ...[text shortened]... ompelled to try to make sense
    of it, when in fact, its probably better that I just shut up.
    The ultimate target is the enemy king
  14. 29 Aug '12 14:19
    Originally posted by black beetle
    The ultimate target is the enemy king
    hmmm, why do i seem so stupid, maybe its because i am, if only the thought had
    occurred to me before I was a teenager, sigh. . . .
  15. Standard member black beetle
    Black Beastie
    29 Aug '12 16:25
    Originally posted by robbie carrobie
    hmmm, why do i seem so stupid, maybe its because i am, if only the thought had
    occurred to me before I was a teenager, sigh. . . .
    You do not seem stupid to me