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Reflections on the Noble Eightfold Path in Practice and Daily Life, Part 2 of 4
Equanimous Mind - Day 9
Riding the Waves of Samsara
On birth waters giving
way to ruptured membranes
the waves of samsara
Crying with pain
not knowing
what is to gain
riding the waves of samsara
Surrender
Leaves of Gold
Leaves of gold shine
on the fresh white snow
and my heart soars as my boots sink.
Reflections on the Noble Eightfold Path in Practice and Daily Life, Part 1 of 4
Saturated with Awareness
and also receives rain from above
sent by the rain-god from time to time,
so that the rain from above and the spring water from below
mingle,
this pond will become washed through and radiant with fresh
water.
Following Dreams with Equanimity - Day 8
The Rabbit's Foot: Personal Responsibility as a Step towards Liberation
When I was a child I believed, as did many my age, that carrying a rabbit's foot in my pocket had the power to bring me luck. I never left home without my precious lucky charm, and I would close my eyes while rubbing the fetish, hoping that my latest wish would come true. This ritual was not unlike the fervour I put into my evening prayers, kneeling with my hands folded: "God, please let me have a new pair of skates for Christmas!" or "God, please don't let my mother find out I broke her mirror!"
At some point I had to face the fact that my prayers were rarely answered, and so the rabbit's foot eventually ended its career at the bottom of a trash can along with my declaration: "That thing doesn’t work!"
My Mind
My mind races and rides
through its maze byzantine
as it reads the blogs and views
of people on the news.
Mind Metamorphosis - Day 7
I reflected on all the positive benefits that I had drawn with only a week of employing the Vipassana technique and how seismically my mindset and behavioral orientation was tilting in a new and positive direction. I then started to think about what it would be like when I returned to my life as a consultant, with clients and colleagues, and with my friends and family who had all known and experienced me previously in a certain way.
A case in point—I had come to a fairly informed conclusion that I would find it easy to give up alcohol because I had discovered that my preexisting logical basis to consume it to relax the mind was flawed at its core, if I was also to believe that continuous happiness can only be achieved through a highly vigilant and equanimous mind, which runs counter to consuming substances that can overpower or numb the senses. I reckoned most of my family wouldn’t mind my resolve to abstain from drinking, but certain friends, colleagues and clients might find it more than a bit odd and potentially off-putting or anti-social in its appeal.
In Service to Circumstance
The Buddha's inheritance
is enlightenment's imminence
in a lineage of eminence
and unequaled benevolence.
The path that he represents
is walked in full confidence
by disciples of excellence
beyond all comparisons.
Learning Trust and Connection at Pigeon's Cave
Surprising Resolve - Day 6
An Ode to Vipassana Centres
Webu's Meditation Hut
Dedication: I think of Webu’s sick-bed inside his dwelling, the renovated meditation hut next door that we could share. Beyond a devotional exercise, which is present, the following explores an underlying feeling of strangeness, or perhaps it’s an unfamiliarity that doesn’t feel strange, or unpleasant to experience. It reaches into a gratitude that wants to be precisely expressed.
In Hot Water
Nowhere
It hurts.
It hurts to confront myself.
It’s not rainbows and butterflies.
There are parts of me that I don’t want to look at…that I’ve protected…that I hide from the world and from myself.