The 91st of 108 Gates Of Dharma Illumination

[Shokai]

Gate Ninety-one
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 dhyāna pāramitā is a gate of Dharma illumination; for [withit] we accomplish all balanced states of dhyāna and mystical powers, and we teach and guide distracted living beings.

Dhyāna pāramitā : the wisdom of concentration.

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.

Koan:
".Dhyana, Buddhist meditation is a discipline intended to cultivate the mind. Dhyana also means "concentration," and in this case, great concentration is applied to achieve clarity and insight.
A word closely related to dhyana is samadhi, which also means "concentration." Samadhi refers to a single-pointed concentration in which all sense of self falls away. Dhyana and samadhi are said to be the foundations of wisdom,"

- Barabara O'Brien's Leaning Religion; link here

Most note worthy replies :

"singular Focus..."

Scattered light distracts

But lasers

Penetrate all things

合掌 仁道 生開 - gassho, Jindo Shokai
stlah

[Anchi]

[aprapti]

[Washin]

[Myo Shin]

[Tairin]

Tairin
Sat today and lah

[Nengyoku]

[Juki]

Juki

[Shonin Risa Bear]

On the beach, at night,
Stands a child, with her father,
Watching the east, the autumn sky.

Up through the darkness,
While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading,
Lower, sullen and fast, athwart and down the sky,
Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,
Ascends, large and calm, the lord-star Jupiter;
And nigh at hand, only a very little above,
Swim the delicate brothers, the Pleiades.

From the beach, the child, holding the hand of her father,
Those burial-clouds that lower, victorious, soon to devour all,
Watching, silently weeps.

Weep not, child,
Weep not, my darling,
With these kisses let me remove your tears;
The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious,
They shall not long possess the sky--shall devour the stars only in
apparition:
Jupiter shall emerge--be patient--watch again another night--the
Pleiades shall emerge,
They are immortal--all those stars, both silvery and golden, shall
shine out again,
The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again--they
endure;
The vast immortal suns, and the long-enduring pensive moons, shall
again shine.

Then, dearest child, mournest thou only for Jupiter?
Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?

Something there is,
(With my lips soothing thee, adding, I whisper,
I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,)
Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,)
Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous Jupiter,
Longer than sun, or any revolving satellite,
Or the radiant brothers, the Pleiades.

--Walt Whitman

Every blade of grass or pebble is also every star.
Sorry, went long. _()_

gassho
satlah

[Shokai]

There's no long or short here, That was beautiful Shonin. Thank you for sharing.

gassho, Shokai

[Shonin Risa Bear]

So true,

gassho lahsat

[Washin]

So true,

gassho lahsat