Sunday 3:12 p.m.
I realised once again while sitting in the hut this morning that there is a wonderful beneficence at the heart of the matter. It's as if this universe is working perfectly, that it will be alright in the end no matter how it sometimes looks. The problem is in the internal monologue, the stupid lying thoughts, and the moods and emotions which attach to these thoughts. If you can dispense with all that, and be between the arising, abiding and declining of thought, there is great bliss. Sometime there will be great ecstasy. It's wonderful that it's there.
We embrace our ignorance
We don't believe in any things
Especially thoughts.
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Whilst stumblebumming towards enlightenment ...I am a novelist, one time playwright, and trying to practice the great vajrayana
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3 comments:
I had one of those insights during my own blissheid period last week. It lasted for several days, even when I tried to whip up the old insecurities. It's hard to believe that came from just a few freelance blissings. Imagine if one pursued bliss on a regular basis!
Albert? Is that you? Just imagine. You must be a natural! Hotboy
Sadly no. I decided to do some breaths for Peter B. but couldn't manage a single one. Pathetic.
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