Re: the teaching of rain
Mark,
It is for everybody at some point. That's when we need a reminder, a pointer. Hammers, frying pans and cultery rains make us run away, angry, frustrated. We come up with very old and completely out of date defense mechanisms to cope, manage, pretend... the kind of stuff that used to work with mum and dad, with mates or on the playground. Or just the one we always thought was the best. The freedom is to see through that rain and understand that flying objects in space and this poor self are okay. Once you acknowledge the original self in all forms, they loose their power to get you off track. In fact you wake up to this: even imperfect as it looks, it is always the true self coming to meet the true self. And you are free of the bondage of blind reaction to things and people and your own conditionning. And then, of course, one can work with the situation and improve it ( because once again it is not nice to get frying pans and hammers on our heads, we don't have to rave and be extatic when it hits us). As Jundo would say...something like that.
gassho
Taigu, walking with an umbrella some days
Mark,
It is for everybody at some point. That's when we need a reminder, a pointer. Hammers, frying pans and cultery rains make us run away, angry, frustrated. We come up with very old and completely out of date defense mechanisms to cope, manage, pretend... the kind of stuff that used to work with mum and dad, with mates or on the playground. Or just the one we always thought was the best. The freedom is to see through that rain and understand that flying objects in space and this poor self are okay. Once you acknowledge the original self in all forms, they loose their power to get you off track. In fact you wake up to this: even imperfect as it looks, it is always the true self coming to meet the true self. And you are free of the bondage of blind reaction to things and people and your own conditionning. And then, of course, one can work with the situation and improve it ( because once again it is not nice to get frying pans and hammers on our heads, we don't have to rave and be extatic when it hits us). As Jundo would say...something like that.
gassho
Taigu, walking with an umbrella some days
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