Happy Wednesday!!! Slept okay. There were the cat kids, two of them, acting like they were going to tear one another's head off as I was trying to walk into the kitchen. Of course, they were in the way and fighting in that direction. Quite entertaining, actually.
Looks like a bit of rain in today's forecast/guess.
After coffee, thanks be to Allah . . . .
Whatever is not yours, abandon it. When you have abandoned it, that will lead to your welfare and happiness.
Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true,
it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
-- Shunryu Suzuki-roshi(thanks Bill C.)
Dear Master, how to live life without making mistakes?
Answer:
You must practice the Noble Eightfold Path correctly with all your determination, all your life.
Must understand:
Understand the correct morality in life.
Internal purification.
Don't say the wrong thing.
Create countless blessings.
Have a true job to support yourself.
Practice practice.
The more you practice, the more you see your mistakes, the higher your wisdom will be.
Therefore, in the first step of practicing, you should pray to Buddha so that you can always see your mistakes from the secret.
From then on, every day we see our mistakes more and more quickly and quickly correct them.
Just as a cow with a young calf keeps an eye on it even when it is eating the grass, so it's proper for a person to keep an eye on all that can be done for others who are following the path.
~ Majjhima Nikaya
Source of Happiness and Suffering
The total amount of happiness
That exists in the world has come from
Wanting to make others happy.
The total amount of suffering
That exists in the world has come from
Wanting to make yourself happy. ~ Shanti deva
Through desire, people are cast into the womb and reborn.
Through desire, they taste the sweet and sour flavors.
Bound by desire, they are led on, beaten and struck on
their faces and mouths. Bound and gagged and assaulted
by evil, they are released only through the Name, through
the Guru's Teachings.
Happy Saturday!!! Slept decently. Kids are quiet for the moment. It's a bit cooler out but not cool by any stretch. That'll be next week. Heading to take the good Dr. Tyler to breakfast in a couple of hours.
Happy Sunday!!! Decent sleep. The only noise is the fan on the dehumidifier. Laundry can start soon, and so can the shopping list. Another day of stuff to do.
It's going to be all right because it already is, and coffee makes that possible.
There is this damned auto-correct thing that is making "shooping" into "shopping" and it needs to piss off.
We plant merit with our minds, and we commit crimes with our minds. With our minds, we imprint images. This one mind is like an artist. It can draw anything, and what it draws is realized. If you surrender your impressions, ideas, thoughts, and so on at the moment they arise without imprinting them on your mind, your minds will not be tainted, just as the lotus flower is not tainted by the muddy water whence it grows.
~ Jae Woong Kim, "Polishing the Diamond"
Craving is the aspiring to an object that one has not yet reached; clinging is the grasping of an object that one has reached. They are the roots of the suffering due to seeking and guarding.
You know: I'm drunk once again
here
listening to Tchaikovsky
on the radio.
Jesus, I heard him 47 years
ago
when I was a starving writer
and here he is
again
and now I am a minor success as
a writer
and death is walking
up and down
this room
smoking my cigars
taking hits of my
wine
as Tchaik is working away
at the Pathetique,
it's been some journey
and any luck I've had was
because I rolled the dice
right:
I starved for my art, I starved to
gain 5 god-damned minutes, 5 hours,
5 days-
I just wanted to get the word
down;
fame, money, didn't matter:
I wanted the word down;
and “they” wanted me to be a stock boy in a
department store.
Well, death says, as he walks by,
I'm going to get you anyhow
no matter what you've been:
writer, cab driver, pimp, butcher,
sky-diver, I'm going to get
you…
Ok baby, I tell him.
We drink together now
as one am slides to 2
a.m. and
only he knows the
moment, but I worked a con
on him: I got my
5 god-damned minutes
and much
more.
There is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.