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  • galen
    Member
    • Feb 2012
    • 322

    #31
    Originally posted by Omoi Otoshi
    The voice of the cuckoo, the voice of your heart's innermost desire.
    I think we all know it on some level. And we all heed the call, or we wouldn't be practicing.
    But who truly knows?

    Gassho,
    Pontus


    It seems his statement is quite clear here, as everyone does really know, if the chatter can be quieted enough to hear this voice he says 'is not still'... ie, never still just sometimes misunderstood as the ego because of the loudness of its insecure nature. `The voice, our true nature, seems to beckon from far away but yet it is so close. Quite, tranquil even in the noise and chaos it awaits us always. Staying with our body, not somewhere 'out there', and really feeling our way through the day, the quiet in chaos. Breath, hara, feeling, a quiet mind even when having to think and speak, that seems to inhale our true nature, the Buddha within all of us.


    Gassho
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    • galen
      Member
      • Feb 2012
      • 322

      #32
      Originally posted by Omoi Otoshi
      The voice of the cuckoo, the voice of your heart's innermost desire.
      I think we all know it on some level. And we all heed the call, or we wouldn't be practicing.
      But who truly knows?

      Gassho,
      Pontus


      It seems you have expressed it well, except you do know, sit with That.


      Gassho
      Last edited by galen; 11-27-2012, 04:25 PM.
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      • Wordsmith
        Member
        • Nov 2012
        • 11

        #33
        Yes, pretty much that's it - the narrative stops and all that remains is the experience itself. It's very peaceful, even if noisy, windy or raining lol

        Gassho,

        ian

        Originally posted by Wordsmith
        Hi Galen,

        I wish I knew what you meant, but thank you. I think... :-D

        _/\_

        Ian

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        • Jundo
          Treeleaf Founder and Priest
          • Apr 2006
          • 40393

          #34
          Originally posted by Wordsmith
          Yes, pretty much that's it - the narrative stops and all that remains is the experience itself. It's very peaceful, even if noisy, windy or raining lol

          Gassho,

          ian
          Just don't get caught up in the need to feel peaceful all the time, in sitting or any aspect of life. True Equanimity is so 'equanimious' that one embodies Equanimity (capital "E") that sweeps in and through even not feeling peaceful equanimity all the time! Don't cling to any one state, run after it or try to hold on to it. True Peace is Thoroughly At Peace (Capital "P") with sometimes feeling peace and sometimes not, a Peace of One Piece that hold all the pieces of life. It is a Joy of Joys that is expressed both on the happy days and the very sad, and every day in between.

          When one's heart is At Peace with whatever comes, the beautiful and the ugly ... (and even as we try to nourish one and avoid the other) ... such is True Peace.

          Gassho, J
          Last edited by Jundo; 11-27-2012, 06:31 PM.
          ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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          • Omoi Otoshi
            Member
            • Dec 2010
            • 801

            #35
            Originally posted by galen
            It seems you have expressed it well, except you do know, sit with That.
            I thought I knew, but the truth is, I don't know.
            I fool myself into believing I know, just enough to have faith. In just sitting there is knowing. In practice there is enlightenment, awakening. But I don't know. The I is obscuring the knowing. I can just practice accepting not knowing, learning to see through the greed to know and the aversion to not knowing. (There's a book about the not knowing mind called "Zen mind, Beginner's mind" ).

            Gassho,
            Pontus
            Last edited by Omoi Otoshi; 11-27-2012, 06:26 PM.
            In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
            you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
            now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
            the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day

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            • galen
              Member
              • Feb 2012
              • 322

              #36
              Originally posted by Jundo
              Just don't get caught up in the need to feel peaceful all the time, in sitting or any aspect of life. True Equanimity is so 'equanimious' that one embodies Equanimity (capital "E") that sweeps in and through even not feeling peaceful equanimity all the time! Don't cling to any one state, run after it or try to hold on to it. True Peace is Thoroughly At Peace (Capital "P") with sometimes feeling peace and sometimes not, a Peace of One Piece that hold all the pieces of life. It is a Joy of Joys that is expressed both on the happy days and the very sad, and every day in between.

              When one's heart is At Peace with whatever comes, the beautiful and the ugly ... (and even as we try to nourish one and avoid the other) ... such is True Peace.

              Gassho, J


              Thank you Jundo.

              So Peace within what could be called non-peace, always Peace?


              Gassho
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              • galen
                Member
                • Feb 2012
                • 322

                #37
                Originally posted by Wordsmith
                Yes, pretty much that's it - the narrative stops and all that remains is the experience itself. It's very peaceful, even if noisy, windy or raining lol

                Gassho,

                ian


                Well done.


                Gassho
                Nothing Special

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                • galen
                  Member
                  • Feb 2012
                  • 322

                  #38
                  Originally posted by Omoi Otoshi
                  I thought I knew, but the truth is, I don't know.
                  I fool myself into believing I know, just enough to have faith. In just sitting there is knowing. In practice there is enlightenment, awakening. But I don't know. The I is obscuring the knowing. I can just practice accepting not knowing, learning to see through the greed to know and the aversion to not knowing. (There's a book about the not knowing mind called "Zen mind, Beginner's mind" ).

                  Gassho,
                  Pontus


                  good one! What a book to run into! In your not knowing you know all there is... chap. on Attachment, Nonattachment.. "To learn something is not to acquire something which you did not know before." "You know (it could be capitalized here) something before you learn it." !!!!

                  If the insinuation is that practice is enlightenment as you say, is not practice 24/7, and not just when sitting? Is not zazen 24/7, and also from the beginning of no-time (emptiness) to the end of no-time, never an end? Without the cling-thing to the 'I' thing, is that not practice. It seems a good practice is posting without out using the word I (try it), and once that is more comfortable and communicable, attempt to taking that out into the real `world... is that not practice, slowly decimating the ego to a more quiet self and opening the possibility's of hearing the cuckoo? From my limited perspective (I) try not to use I (online here), that seems to come from a more egoless place from (me). If you notice, if its worth noticing , (I) try to post not using it (I). Instead, using we, our, it seems, it could be that (etc), it may be or seeming/seemingly, that seems to not put one in the position of knowing more then or talking down to the other one is posting to... less ego of a know-it-all, who knows nothing (me)!!



                  Gassho
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                  • Omoi Otoshi
                    Member
                    • Dec 2010
                    • 801

                    #39


                    /Pontus
                    In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
                    you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
                    now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
                    the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day

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                    • galen
                      Member
                      • Feb 2012
                      • 322

                      #40
                      Originally posted by Omoi Otoshi


                      /Pontus


                      No (I) in those faces, they seemingly are we, they or us . The operating room seems nothing but cockoo, big Mind moving through levels of deep concentration putting one in the Zone. No looking at the pretty young women surgeon (who is also wealthy and single , just being totally there, because one f-up could be death, and the death of ones career. Taking my Zen-a-fied focus to the gym, later gator!


                      Gassho
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                      • Myoku
                        Member
                        • Jul 2010
                        • 1491

                        #41
                        Thank you Jundo,
                        one of the gems which I missed in the flood of posts,
                        Gassho
                        Myoku (fully allowing the flood of posts)

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                        • Onken
                          Member
                          • Jun 2011
                          • 104

                          #42
                          oldie but goodie. Thank you!
                          Gassho,
                          Onken

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                          • Jishin
                            Member
                            • Oct 2012
                            • 4821

                            #43
                            Lost in thought, I awoke to the beautifull surroundings of my family visiting the San Diego Zoo this past weekend. I did not fight the awareness, awareness of awareness or no awareness, just went with it. Lost and not lost in thought, at once. The hell with 'mindfulness'. I was present, all the way, I think.

                            Roars of lions, trumpets of elephants, mind noise or whatever. Heard some, none, or all of it. Who cares. Just chilled out. And that was cool.

                            Gassho, John
                            Last edited by Jishin; 12-31-2012, 05:31 AM. Reason: Spelling?

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                            • Jundo
                              Treeleaf Founder and Priest
                              • Apr 2006
                              • 40393

                              #44
                              Roars of lions, trumpets of elephants.

                              Gassho, J
                              ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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                              • Geika
                                Treeleaf Unsui
                                • Jan 2010
                                • 4985

                                #45
                                Do you live here in beautiful San Diego, John? "You stay classy..."
                                求道芸化 Kyūdō Geika
                                I am just a priest-in-training, please do not take anything I say as a teaching.

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