The moon appears when the water is still
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| Formato: | Libro electrónico |
| Idioma: | Inglés |
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Seattle, WA :
Pariyatti Press
2003.
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- Cover; Copyright; Preface; Dedication; List of first lines; Sitting does not create truth, ; We sit through the storms; I am the cause of my own suffering.; We need not fear the arising of thoughts; Follow the leader who seeks not followers.; "My hut is leaking," said the novice, ; Before the rain ends, ; We sit for what else is there to do?; On a rainy evening a young monk came seeking shelter.; To think that you are mad; The monk came home from the forest one day.; The crazed one entered the town shouting, ; We think we need to get somewhere, ; "The war lord is coming! Run for your lives!"
- Buddha and M±raNo one liked the new chief monk.; The young man was a spiritual seeker; When one drop of rain into the ocean falls; The problem of our human condition; "Go fi nd the Dhamma!"; I approached her as much to enliven her day; The monks entered the meditation hall; "Meditation," said the master, "Is to quiet the mind.; Only with love can one know silence.; We take inspiration from the Buddha; The master was very ill, ; In the jungle hunters place a banana in a bamboo cage.; Meditation is a constant letting go.; The Buddha has not gone anywhere.; Upon his release from prison.
- See the mountain as a river would; Perhaps it is time to sit less ... ; At sunset the monk went to the jungle.; Alone in the desert and; They argued long into the night.; The master advised a raft to get to the other shore; The essence of the Dhamma is meditation.; Friendship is not friendship; Kindness is both the means to liberation and the end.; Two monks came to a mountain stream.; Silence is not quiet.; In India I came upon a beggar woman; The young novice returned; Our biggest problem; The Dhamma is not a religion; The mind is like an ice pond.; The Dhamma teaches us to be unattached.
- Craving is at the root of my problems. Life is like bailing a boat with a hole in it.; A few monks were leading a meditation session; Enlightenment is naught else but being awake.; You are a Christian.; By meditating we are like the candle; Happiness is what we seek, ; As a teacher of patience and tolerance; We crave for peace of mind.; My hang dog expression; The path begins with kindness.; The student approached his master.; "I feel you have not given me enough guidance."; The Dhamma is not a way out of our problems; A wise saint once said, ; The Dhamma teaches you to be selfi sh.
- We must fi rst realizeLong ago in a small clearing in a forest; No suffering is as unjust as my own.; Buddha.
