Mind activities of a Stone boy

Leonard Cohen - Suzanne Lyrics Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. And Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And

It was such a delight to have them around at my place. John demonstrated how to say love to others in an open/spacious way rather than in a vulnerable way. He said to Kevin, "you are a wonderful guy," and to Brent, "I admire you", to Nick, "I always love you". Then there was a silence. The moment of silence is a great opportunity to observe what is the intention behind John's words. Here is the great quote from the Tibetan book of living and dying. "Compassion is far greater and nobler thing than pity. Pity has its roots in fear, and a sense of arrogance and condescension, sometimes even a smug feeling of "I'm glad it's not me." As Stephen Levine says: "When your fear touches someone's pain it becomes pity; when your love touches someone's pain, it becomes compassion." To train in compassion, then, is to know all beings are the same and suffer in similar ways, to honor all those who suffer, and to know you are n

I went to the French embassy last night and heard the talk given by this monk. He is talking about what happiness is.. * Pleasure is different from happiness. * Happiness can't depend on the conditions. * Pleasure is a condition. It is so ephemeral. The normal sense of happiness is so linked with pleasure. When the conditions for pleasure don't exist, one ususally feel bad and negative. * The true happiness comes from within. * The basic level/state of happiness that a person can achieve can be improved through meditation. * The experiement on mice with agitated genes mingling with nurturing/peaceful mice produces the evidents that the agitated genes were blocked in the environment. * The meditation is an internal way of cultivating mind and stimulate the growth of mind. * The chart shows the curve of happiness experienced by marriage. It spikes on the first year and it goes down hill after 5 years. * The chart shows the curve of happiness experienced by windowhood. It sinks on

We are formed and molded by our thoughts. Those whose minds are shaped by selfless thoughts give joy when they speak or act. Joy follows them like a shadow that never leaves them. - Buddha A man who is seeking for realization is not only going round searching for his spectacles without realizing that they are on his nose all the time, but also were he not actually looking through them he would not be able to see what he is looking for! - Ask the Awakened by Wei Wu Wei

Este fue a la plaza Esta compro un huevito Este lo puso a asar Este le echo la sal Y Este gordito gordito, se lo comio todito todito

Saint Francis And The Sow The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don't flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell it in words and in touch it is lovely until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing; as Saint Francis put his hand on the creased forehead of the sow, and told her in words and in touch blessings of earth on the sow, and the sow began remembering all down her thick length, from the earthen snout all the way through the fodder and slops to the spiritual curl of the tail, from the hard spininess spiked out from the spine down through the great broken heart to the blue milken dreaminess spurting and shuddering from the fourteen teats into the fourteen mouths sucking and blowing beneath them: the long, perfect loveliness of sow. © 1980 by Galway Kinnell My note: sow (n) 1. 1. An adult female hog.