The 50th of 108 Gates Of Dharma Illumination

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  • Shokai
    Treeleaf Priest
    • Mar 2009
    • 6394

    The 50th of 108 Gates Of Dharma Illumination

    Gate Fifty
    Read the following, place it in your heart and sleep on it. Then, tomorrow, live it until evening when you can leave a brief comment on what you may have received during the process.

    The sense organs are a gate of Dharma illumination; for [with them] we practice the right way.

    By “Dharma Gate”, We mean a teaching or practice that can lead to spiritual growth: some kind of positive outcome in terms of our practice. A way to approach the truth.

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    -" Hardwiring Hapiness"; Rick Hanson PhD

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    Body and mind flow.
    Whirling washing machine, shrilling cartoon on TV, humming road traffic.
    The sounds of Silence.

    We meet the world through the senses, as the sensory world IS our world. Where else could we practice the Dharma?
    As we sense the world
    We live it.
    Where else could we be?


    合掌 仁道 生開 - gassho, Jindo Shokai
    stlah
    合掌,生開
    gassho, Shokai

    仁道 生開 / Jindo Shokai

    "Open to life in a benevolent way"

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  • Nengyoku
    Member
    • Jun 2021
    • 536

    #2
    Thank you for being the warmth in my world.

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    • aprapti
      Member
      • Jun 2017
      • 889

      #3

      hobo kore dojo / 歩歩是道場 / step, step, there is my place of practice

      Aprāpti (अप्राप्ति) non-attainment

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      • Tairin
        Member
        • Feb 2016
        • 2822

        #4
        No eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind
        No sight, sound, smell, taste, touch or object of mind


        Tairin
        Sat today and lah
        泰林 - Tai Rin - Peaceful Woods

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        • Juki
          Member
          • Dec 2012
          • 771

          #5
          Originally posted by Tairin
          No eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind
          No sight, sound, smell, taste, touch or object of mind


          Tairin
          Sat today and lah
          Hah!!

          That's exactly what I was thinking.

          Gassho
          Juki
          sat today and lah
          "First you have to give up." Tyler Durden

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          • Nengyoku
            Member
            • Jun 2021
            • 536

            #6
            Two monks were arguing about the temple flag waving in the wind.
            One said, “The flag moves.”
            The other said, “The wind moves.”
            They argued back and forth but could not agree.
            Hui-neng, the sixth patriarch, said: “Gentlemen! It is not the flag that moves. It is not the wind that moves. It is your mind that moves.”
            The two monks were struck with awe.
            Which is responsible for the beauty of a dew covered rose? The rose? The dew? My eye? My mind?

            What about the terror of a charnel ground? A mass grave? The smell of putrid flesh? The taste of ash in the air. The tears of an orphan. The cries of pain skittering of paved tile and echoing down empty alleyways.

            Are all of these products of mind?
            Does it matter?
            Sit. Do good.
            If everyone could do just this, maybe mind would no longer produce such relative horrors.

            Gassho,
            Nengyoku
            Sat
            Thank you for being the warmth in my world.

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            • Tobiishi
              Member
              • Jan 2009
              • 461

              #7
              Originally posted by Nengyoku
              Which is responsible for the beauty of a dew covered rose? The rose? The dew? My eye? My mind?

              What about the terror of a charnel ground? A mass grave? The smell of putrid flesh? The taste of ash in the air. The tears of an orphan. The cries of pain skittering of paved tile and echoing down empty alleyways.

              Are all of these products of mind?
              Does it matter?
              Sit. Do good.
              If everyone could do just this, maybe mind would no longer produce such relative horrors.

              Gassho,
              Nengyoku
              Sat
              "...relative horrors." ,indeed.


              Tobiishi st, lah
              It occurs to me that my attachment to this body is entirely arbitrary. All the evidence is subjective.

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