A family is a place where minds come in contact with one another. If these minds love one another the home will be as beautiful as a flower garden. But if these minds get out of harmony with one another it is like a storm that plays havoc with the garden. - Buddha
It is true. The holiday there was no storm. Expected storm. prepared for storm. Harmony occurred. In a peaceful place. one. relax. Removal from the fray of my own making in my mind.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
What we appear to be is a fleeting shadow, a distorted and fragmentary reflection of what we all are when we no longer assume that we are that phenomenal appearance. "The Tenth Man" by Wei Wu Wei
a glimmer...blowing away the illusion. Parting the curtain as it were. There behind the curtain is the reality of who we are. Like that disembodied head of the Oz. Strip away the ego the largeness of who it is we think we are and there left just a man. Big talk of wondrous and frightening truths. Left with that which we can see and do and touch and taste and feel. Strip off the old.
Feeling just a little off. Sort of the holiday jitters. Something about the holiday season really gets me off kilter. There is the gathering of people. Expectations. Of course this year will be pie and brownies, and sweet stuff I am no longer partaking. Need to get some food to take on Thursday. Maybe some cheese. Mediteirian Deli tomorrow and some of that good ham. I think the expectations. I just have a difficult time trying to figure out what to say to people. It is not horrible. I enjoy seeing folks and eating and hanging out, but there is just some thing off. This is also the first year I am going alone in many years. This adds to the stress somehow.
It is all going to be alright. This I know.
Monday, November 20, 2006
There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth -- not going all the way, and not starting. - Buddha
The journey always begins with the first step. So they say. Who is they? If you do not take that first step there will be no progress along the route. One step then another and baby steps of Bob.
At which point does the journey end? Truth. We talk of truth. Truth hurts? Why should truth hurt? Why cause pain? If it is truth is should set up free should it not?
Too busy to process this today.
More to come...