Poetic Contemplation IX
© Kees Voorhoeve
Another direction
For the right valuation you have to be disappointed
We are imprisoned, in the love of self
We do not want to leave this prison
Have we broken out yet?
We are still making our own ideas
Our own likes and dislikes opinions and judgments
I am not free but I am working on it
Looking for Space
An empty feeling
No more delights of the prison
We are not allowed to enjoy negative emotions
Give up things
Our internal dialogue, our lying
Loud noise is generating powerful feelings inside
Making judgements is in principle mechanical
Non-evaluation is difficult
Many people have true values
But have not formed them into practice
Many people have no values, no shame, no honour
The mad machine
What is our mad machine up to?
Take Another Direction
Love the Lord
Light into our heads
The source of life
The golden heart
From the objective, I laugh
Radical acceptance
There is hope
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Reflection and Change
Sogyal Rinpoche
Sogyal Rinpoche
The Changeless
Impermanence has already revealed to us many truths, but it has a final treasure still in its keeping, one that lies largely hidden from us, unsuspected and unrecognized, yet most intimately our own.
The Western poet Rainer Maria Rilke has said that our deepest fears are like dragons guarding our deepest treasure. The fear that impermanence awakens in us, that nothing is real and nothing lasts, is, we come to discover, our greatest friend because it drives us to ask: If everything dies and changes, then what is really true? Is there something behind the appearances, something boundless and infinitely spacious, something in which the dance of change and impermanence takes place? Is there something in fact we can depend on, that does survive what we call death?
Allowing these questions to occupy us urgently, and reflecting on them, we slowly find ourselves making a profound shift in the way we view everything. With continued contemplation and practice in letting go, we come to uncover in ourselves "something" we cannot name or describe or conceptualize, 'something' that we begin to realize lies behind all the changes and deaths of the world. The narrow desires and distractions to which our obsessive grasping onto permanence has condemned us begin to dissolve and fall away.
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The Western poet Rainer Maria Rilke has said that our deepest fears are like dragons guarding our deepest treasure. The fear that impermanence awakens in us, that nothing is real and nothing lasts, is, we come to discover, our greatest friend because it drives us to ask: If everything dies and changes, then what is really true? Is there something behind the appearances, something boundless and infinitely spacious, something in which the dance of change and impermanence takes place? Is there something in fact we can depend on, that does survive what we call death?
Allowing these questions to occupy us urgently, and reflecting on them, we slowly find ourselves making a profound shift in the way we view everything. With continued contemplation and practice in letting go, we come to uncover in ourselves "something" we cannot name or describe or conceptualize, 'something' that we begin to realize lies behind all the changes and deaths of the world. The narrow desires and distractions to which our obsessive grasping onto permanence has condemned us begin to dissolve and fall away.
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