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bodhisattva vows

Posted on Mar 13th, 2006 by Karuna : friend Karuna

 
Shantideva's Bodhisattva Vows

(bodhicaryavatara, chapter 3)  

 

In the spiritual energy that relieves

the anguish of beings in misery

and places depressed beings in eternal joy,

I lift up my heart and rejoice.

 

In the goodness producing illumination,

I lift up my heart and rejoice.

 

I rejoice in the beings who have gained

eternal liberation from suffering.

and I rejoice in those who have attained Buddhahood

as well as in their offspring, the noble Bodhisattvas.

 

In the ocean-like virtue of the Bodhimind

that brings joy to all beings,

and in accomplishing the well-being of others,

I lift up my heart and rejoice.

 

To the Buddhas of the ten directions,

I join my hands in respect.

Let blaze the light of Dharma’s truth

for the beings lost in darkness.

 

To the Buddhas considering parinirvana

I join my hands in prayer.

Do not abandon the beings in sorrow,

but remain and teach for countless ages.

 

May any spiritual energy thus generated

by my devotion to the enlightened ones

be dedicated to dispelling the misery

of living beings without exception.

 

As long as diseases afflict living beings,

May I be the doctor, the medicine,

and also the nurse

who restores them to health.

 

May I fall as rain to increase

the harvests that must feed living beings,

and in ages of dire famine

may I myself serve as food and drink.

 

May I be an unending treasury

for those desperate and forlorn.

May I manifest as what they require

and wish to have near them.

 

My body, every possession,

and all goodness, past, present and future

without remorse I dedicate

to the well-being of the world.

 

Suffering is transcended by total surrender

and the mind attains to nirvana.

As one day all must be given up,

why not dedicate it now to universal happiness?

 

My bodily powers I dedicate

to the well-being of all that lives.

Should anyone wish to kill, abuse or beat me,

the responsibility is purely their own.

 

Should anyone wish to ridicule me

and make me an object of jest and scorn,

why should I possibly care

if I have dedicated myself to others?

 

Let them do as they wish with me

so long as it does not harm them.

May no one who encounters me

ever have an insignificant contact.

 

Regardless whether those whom I meet

respond towards me with anger or faith,

may the mere fact of our meeting

contribute to the fulfillment of their wishes.

 

May the slander, harm,

and all forms of abuse

that anyone should direct towards me

act as a cause of their enlightenment.

 

May I be a protector to the helpless,

a guide to those traveling the path,

a boat to those wishing to cross over;

or a bridge or a raft.

 

May I be land for those requiring it,

a lamp for those in darkness,

May I be a home for the homeless,

and a servant for the world.

 

In order to fulfill the needs of beings

may I be as a magic gem,

an inexhaustible vase, a mystic spell,

a cure-all medicine, and a wish-granting tree.

 

May I act as the mighty earth,

or like the free and open skies,

to support and provide the space

whereby I and all others may grow.

 

Until every being afflicted by pain

has reached nirvana’s shores,

may I serve only as a condition

that encourages progress and joy.

 

Just as all previous Buddhas

first gave rise to the precious Bodhimind,

and then just as carefully followed

the stages of the Bodhisattva disciplines.

 

Likewise for the sake of sentient beings

do I now myself generate the Bodhimind,

and likewise will I train myself

in the disciplines of a Bodhisattva.

 

They who out of wisdom

have seized the supreme Bodhimind,

praise, glorify and rejoice in it,

that it may grow to fulfillment.

 

From today I will reap the fruit of life;

having well won the state of man,

today I am born in the Buddha-family

and am now a child of the Buddhas.

 

Thus in the future I should make every effort

to live in accord with the Bodhisattva Ways,

and never should I act as would bring shame

to this noble faultless family.

 

Like a blind person fumbling in garbage

happens to find a rare and precious gem,

likewise I have discovered

the jewel of the precious Bodhimind.

 

Thus was found this supreme ambrosia

to dispel the Lord of Death, Destroyer of Life;

an inexhaustible treasure

able to cure the poverty of all sentient beings.

 

It is the highest of medicines

to quell the ills of the living,

and it is a tree giving shade

to those wandering on the paths of life.

 

It is a strong and mighty bridge

by which beings can cross from misery,

and it is a moon to shine in the mind

to clear away the pains of delusion.

 

The Bodhimind is a great radiant sun

to disperse the darkness of unknowing,

and it is the very essence of butters

gained from churning the milks of Dharma.

 

For all guests on the roads of life

who would take the very substance of joy,

here is the actual seat of true happiness,

a veritable feast to satiate the world.

 

Thus today in the presence of all awakened Ones,

I invite every living being to this festival,

giving both immediate and lasting joy.

May the gods and all others rejoice.




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roadblocks

Posted on Mar 13th, 2006 by Karuna : friend Karuna
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“Your conflicts, all the difficult things, the problematic situations in your life are not chance or haphazard. They are actually yours, specifically yours, designed specifically for you by a part of you that loves you more than anything else.

The part of you that loves you more than anything else has created roadblocks to lead you to yourself. You are not going to go the right direction unless there is something pricking you in the side, telling you: “Look here! This way!”. That part of you loves you so much that it doesn’t want you to lose the chance. It will go to extreme measures to wake you up. It will make you suffer greatly if you don’t listen. What else can it do? That is its purpose. How much suffering, how much difficulty it brings is immaterial in relation to the fulfillment and satisfaction you will have when you actually struggle and see the fruits of the struggle.

So, you can look at your problems from the perspective of the issues themselves, problems that are difficulties to be gotten rid of as fast as possible, with the least struggle. Or you can look at them from the perspective of the guide in you, the part of you that is guiding you to yourself. If you look at them from that more accurate, more finely tuned perspective, the new issues that then arise have a new value. They have nutrition that you need to digest.

The whole process works with the utmost purity, the most complete intelligence and compassion. The most difficult things that happen to you, on the deepest level, are the most compassionate things.”


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sardines + oranges

Posted on Mar 14th, 2006 by Karuna : friend Karuna
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why i am not a painter


by frank o'hara


i am not a painter.  i am a poet.

why ?  i think i would rather be

a painter, but i am not.  well,


for instance, mike goldberg

is starting a painting.  i drop in.

" sit down and have a drink "  he

says.  i drink;  we drink.  i look

up. " you have SARDINES in it. "

" yes, it needed something there. "

" oh."  i go and the days go by

and i drop in again.  the painting is

finished.  " where's SARDINES ? "

all that's left is just

letters,  " it was too much."  mike says.


but me ?  one day i am thinking of

a color : orange.  i write a line

about orange.  pretty soon it is a

whole page of words, not lines.

then another page. there should be

so much more, not of orange, of

words, of how terrible orange is

and life.  days go by.  it is even in

prose,  i am a real poet.  my poem

is finished and i haven't mentioned

orange yet.  it's twelve poems,  i call

it ORANGES.  and one day in a gallery

i see mike's painting,  called SARDINES.



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what i mean

Posted on Mar 21st, 2006 by Karuna : friend Karuna

 













 


In spring, when woods are getting green,
I'll try and tell you what I mean...


-Lewis Carroll










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on spring

Posted on Mar 21st, 2006 by Karuna : friend Karuna

“Behold, my friends, the spring is come;
the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun,
and we shall soon see the results of their love!”

– Sitting Bull



“Beauty is a form of genius -
is higher, indeed, than genius,
as it needs no explanation.
It is of the great facts in the world
like sunlight, or springtime,
or the reflection in dark water
of that silver shell
we call the moon.”

– Oscar Wilde



“If we had no winter,
the spring would not be so pleasant:
if we did not sometimes taste of adversity,
prosperity would not be so welcome.”

– Anne Bradstreet



“An optimist
is the human personification
of spring.”

– Susan J. Bissonette

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“A little Madness
in the Spring
Is wholesome even
for the King.”

– Emily Dickinson









illustration by lou beach


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guest house

Posted on Mar 28th, 2006 by Karuna : friend Karuna
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this human being is a guest house.
every morning a new arrival.

a joy, a depression, a meanness.
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

welcome and entertain them all
even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of all its furniture.

still treat each guest honorably,
each may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

the dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.


-rumi



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