“To understand the limitations of things, desire them.”
— Lao Tzu
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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if i look back, i am lost
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NASA
Today's Document
Monterey Bay Aquarium
almost home

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“To understand the limitations of things, desire them.”
— Lao Tzu
Ignoring all of your wounds and fixating on your “higher self” is an immature defense mechanism called spiritual bypassing. It is a term that has worked its way into the lexicon of spiritual subculture and worth keeping in mind. Whether you call it the higher self or primordial awareness or whatever, there is an essential aspect of our existence that is inherently perfect and has never known suffering. Tapping into it can provide immense relief and perspective. However, it is not a replacement for the self-work that we must undertake. Just as a tarnished piece of gold is still gold, we are still that primordial awareness. Yet unless we buff away the tarnish, it will never be revealed as it truly is. And as a result, any of our toxic, troubled, or ignorant patterns will still work it’s way through—often in the guise of spiritual superiority. Watch out for this in yourself—and in those spiritual teachers you might follow. #spirituality #buddhism #yoga #meditation #consciousness #psychology #mindfulness #awareness #zen https://www.instagram.com/p/ByVPMINHOhx/?igshid=6a921zbgw8l0
Luscious power manipulates the shadow of a petal above summer. Picture smooth black blood. Mist and sea lather moans to rocking forest. You urge winter from my skin.
Fridge poem
Alan Watts Discusses Nothing
Credit: Maya Beano
– David Rakoff
Bonobo - Kerala
Such a beautiful, uplifting song. I love the non-lyrical vocals. One my absolute favorites right now.
My Mom just accidentally prematurely sent an email to an accounting firm… It was supposed to say ‘I am afraid that we will have to postpone our meeting”
but she hit send when all it said was
Hi Jeffrey, I am afraid
Play. Love. Awaken.
The stunning piece of art featured above is titled “Your Move” and it was made by a Tibetan Buddhist artist named Ang Tsherin Sherpa. It has some wisdom to share with us.
A perpetual symbol in Buddhism is the endless knot. It is a polyvalent image that is rich with various interpretations. There is one such interpretation that I would like to expound upon as it relates to the above image.
I think there is a juxtaposition to be made between the endless knot and the Rubik’s cube depicted.
On one level, the endless knot represents samsara. The knot represents the various intricacies and unfoldings of worldly life. While it is an interconnected web, it also cannot be untied. The knot itself is endless. There is no ultimate point, no ultimate project. The knot cannot be untied. Its tangled mass will never be sorted.
The cube held in the enlightened demon’s hands is similarly unsolvable. It is decorated with images of worldly life both good and bad: smiley faces and frowning faces, dollar signs and swastikas, Gandhi’s face and hands shaking, smoking and non-smoking signs, peace signs and thumbs up and middle fingers, red lights and green lights. It is an unsolvable puzzle made of opposites. Everything moves but without an endpoint.
Solving the puzzle, unraveling the endless knot, is not enlightenment. Enlightenment has nothing to do with outcomes and worldly manifestations but in the seeing of the way things are. Reality is Real, even now. It is not something that happens in the future.
Yet has the demon abandoned the game? Did it toss the Rubik’s cube into the junk pile? No. It is playing the game!
Don’t mistake the unsolvability of the puzzle to mean that it is worthless or meaningless.
We cannot afford to wait until circumstances align, for the puzzle to be solved, for the knot to be untied, before allowing ourselves inner peace and enlightenment. At the same time, we cannot afford to abandon the game because doing so would be to abandon compassion.
So what is left? Recognizing the game to be a fiction and recognizing our identities to be fiction. Then we participate. We participate in the fiction, as fiction.
To mistake a dream to be real would be a nightmare. To enjoy a dream through lucidity is freedom.
No matter the state of the world, it cannot stop you from realizing its ultimate unreality and the primordial reality of divine awareness that is you.
Don’t get tangled in the knot while trying to untie it. Don’t abandon the knot either.
Play. Love. Awaken.
Namaste
Don’t look away. Look straight at everything. Look it all in the eye, good and bad.
Henry Miller
Strange house we must keep and fill. House that eats and pleads and kills. House on legs. House on fire. House infested With desire. Haunted house. Lonely house. House of trick and suck and shrug. Give-it-to-me house. I-need-you-baby house. House whose rooms are pooled with blood. House with hands. House of guilt. House That other houses built. House of lies And pride and bone. House afraid to be alone. House like an engine that churns and stalls. House with skin and hair for walls. House the seasons singe and douse. House that believes it is not a house.
Tracy K. Smith
“I used to pray for answers, but now I’m praying for strength. I used to believe that prayer changes things, but now I know that prayer changes us and we change things.”
— Mother Teresa (via quotemadness)
bazı sahneler, bazı anlar ve bazı hisler. summer interlude (bergman, 1951)
Every child has known God, not the God of names, not the God of don'ts, not the God who ever does anything weird, but the God who only knows four words and keeps repeating them, saying: "Come dance with Me”
Hafiz
“I think I am a better ghost than I am a human being.” — Ingmar Bergman, from the film Ansiktet “You were never meant to be human You must be the grass You must grow wildly over the graves” — Roger Reeves, from Children Listen