03-22-2012, 12:00 AM
Wu wei...nice! It's the way of it...action which has its own impetus from within the moment at hand. Alignment is the only effort here..finding the center of the stream and then integrating with it. All the power is contained within that current and it is more than enough.
I was sitting at a restaurant yesterday with my extended family celebrating my youngest's birthday....right on the cusp of spring equinox. Spring is pretty much bursting at the seams here in the South, right now....absolutely flagrant...exquisite. And that of the moment just rose up within...bloomed. I saw this image of a chinese puzzle box in which triggers align and the whole thing unfolds simultaneously from the inside out revealing the ephemeral treasure within...luminous and abstract...absolutely insubstantial in terms of something which can be captured and kept...but then again, absolutely priceless and powerful in terms of what it represents in the fleeting moment that it exists. Knowledge came with the vision...about the profound secrets suspended within the moment that perennially blooms around us...buried within deep silence and reachable only by that..only by dispersing the layers of formed and crusted ideas. Cut through that and find that silent center and !VOICI! !EMAHO! the secret is revealed and it is awe itself...can only be witnessed with direct experience. Silence...the death of ideas...the road to awe...to power.
Tapahritsa talked about this...the grandfather of Dzogchen....in essence saying what Turin so poignantly said. Vision is the master....what we see...the secret's inside of what we are surrounded by...the silent experience of it.
I was sitting at a restaurant yesterday with my extended family celebrating my youngest's birthday....right on the cusp of spring equinox. Spring is pretty much bursting at the seams here in the South, right now....absolutely flagrant...exquisite. And that of the moment just rose up within...bloomed. I saw this image of a chinese puzzle box in which triggers align and the whole thing unfolds simultaneously from the inside out revealing the ephemeral treasure within...luminous and abstract...absolutely insubstantial in terms of something which can be captured and kept...but then again, absolutely priceless and powerful in terms of what it represents in the fleeting moment that it exists. Knowledge came with the vision...about the profound secrets suspended within the moment that perennially blooms around us...buried within deep silence and reachable only by that..only by dispersing the layers of formed and crusted ideas. Cut through that and find that silent center and !VOICI! !EMAHO! the secret is revealed and it is awe itself...can only be witnessed with direct experience. Silence...the death of ideas...the road to awe...to power.
Tapahritsa talked about this...the grandfather of Dzogchen....in essence saying what Turin so poignantly said. Vision is the master....what we see...the secret's inside of what we are surrounded by...the silent experience of it.