Hi all,
I wrote not a long time ago, a passage of the platform sutra, suddenly I saw my leg, my arm, and asking "untill when is it you if a day you don't have this leg, and so on". I said it with my head reading this passage, and suddenly I felt this strange emotion of emtiness. i felt happy to be free, but in an other hand I felt a little sad telling me that I'm not so important, me, only star dust in this universe. Why this sensation of sadness?Is it the manifestation of my "ego" attacked? Is it normal to feel that if liberation in the path is a joy? I know this joy can be a joy in wathever feeling if we stay in equanimity with all feelings.
Let me know, if you want your thoughts.
Gassho everyone
Yang Hsin
I wrote not a long time ago, a passage of the platform sutra, suddenly I saw my leg, my arm, and asking "untill when is it you if a day you don't have this leg, and so on". I said it with my head reading this passage, and suddenly I felt this strange emotion of emtiness. i felt happy to be free, but in an other hand I felt a little sad telling me that I'm not so important, me, only star dust in this universe. Why this sensation of sadness?Is it the manifestation of my "ego" attacked? Is it normal to feel that if liberation in the path is a joy? I know this joy can be a joy in wathever feeling if we stay in equanimity with all feelings.
Let me know, if you want your thoughts.
Gassho everyone
Yang Hsin
gassho.

) Obviously, we are small, weak creatures born and living for a time a sometimes beautiful, sometimes ugly life on a dusty world in a not very fashionable corner of a crowded galaxy in empty space. That is undeniable. Yet, we are simultaneously this Wholeness beyond and encompassing "big and small, weak and strong", beyond and holding birth and death, a Joy (Big J) and Peace beyond and yet expressed as human joy and sadness and all the broken pieces, in which all dust is a Jewel, beyond even human appraisals of flawed and flawless, and whereby the crowd and vacuum of space is Fullness!
. Now normally I think of it as a beautiful and touching sutra
! But with all the fears I had at the time of crashing and dying it just seemed dark and scary with all that talk of emptiness. In the end I just chalked it up to the drama of my mind theater which was influenced by fear. So I just put the chant book(and the drama) down and did some Zazen 

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