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March 16, 2007
Good morning, dear sangha friends. This morning, I awoke, had a cup of
water, and then headed directly to my meditation corner in my bedroom
and practiced mindful breathing and sitting. I had intended to
meditate for 20 minutes or so, but ended up sitting for about 60
minutes. It was very refreshing. I guess I really needed it. I
hadn't been feeling well yesterday, and I skipped dinner and the
meditation gathering last night. I felt that I needed to "begin anew"
I also decided to practice mindful writing after this morning's
sitting meditation. Below is what the
"Buddha in me" wrote through me just a few hours ago. Some of you
know that I began this mindful writing practice two years ago.
However, what you probably don't know is that I haven't done it in a
while, due to various reasons, such as a broken heart, family crisis,
etc. I have sometimes felt blocked. So, this morning, I decided to
"just do it," even if I believed I was blocked. Our beliefs are "not
always so." The Truth is always there, blocked or not.
Also, after meditation and breakfast, I decided to practice
mindfulness with a couple of my family members. When my baby niece
awoke, and after my brother bathed her, I brushed her hair and walked
her around. She didn't want to play or eat or say anything. She just
wanted to be held silently, just gently opening up to another new day.
Then, I thought of Shaun and Kara, who recently had our first sangha
baby, "Sam." And I decided to breathe and walk with my baby niece in
my arms in mindfulness, in solidarity with Shaun and Kara as they
struggle with the new joys and challenges of mindful parenting. Wow,
I realized in that moment that one could even meditate with a baby in
one's arms! I suppose I knew that intellectually, but it's another
thing altogether to realize it experientially. :-)
Afterwards, while I was typing the words from my journal onto the
computer, my mother walked into the computer room. She was telling me
about how she wished she had more help at work. At first, I wasn't
sure why she was telling me about this, especially since she knows how
inept I am at real estate business. As I walked away, I checked in
with my heart, and I realized that what my mother was really doing was
not asking for help in business but making a call for help in her
spirit. So, I dropped what I was doing immediately and told my mother
to put on her jacket and shoes. I took her hand and walked her
outside. At first she fussed a little because she needed to get to
work, but that didn't last long because I knew that what she really
needed and wanted was some quality time with someone who loves her out
in God's beautiful creation, all available through the back door, in
the here and now. "Silver and gold have I none, but such as I have I
give unto you."
I gently instructed my mother to try to just enjoy the walk, to
breathe in "Dear God" and to breathe out "Thank You." To feel the
breeze, hear the birds, see the sky and trees and ducks and pond.
Every few seconds, of course, she would chime in about this needs to
be fixed, that needs to be replaced, these weeds need to be pulled,
that tree needs to be trimmed, etc. Chuckling to myself, I knew that
it was all okay, for I knew that the healing power of mindfulness was
doing its work quietly underneath the chatter of the mind. I just
continued to breathe, walk slowly, holding my mom's hand, letting my
mindfulness be enough for the both of us. At one point, I felt
inspired to give my mom a simple practice she could use anytime she
needs. I told her that, whenever she felt stressed, she could take a
slow deep breath and breathe in all of the healing energy of the
Earth, and then breathe out, letting go of the stress, entrusting it
into the care of the Universe. So she did that right then and there,
three times. It wasn't much, but it was a start. Toward the end of
our walk, another inspired thought came to me, and that was to invite
my mother to sing one of her favorite church hymns. I figured, well,
if she can't practice walking meditation very well yet, perhaps
walking and doing a spiritual practice she was familiar with might be
helpful. I know she loves to sing at church, so we did singing and
walking practice in place of breathing and walking practice. We sang
"His Eye Is on the Sparrow and I Know He Watches Me." :-)
Then we fed the ducks. . . .
Please enjoy your day today.
It is a gift, a love letter, waiting to be opened.
Mindfulness is the key.
I need your support.
Let's start fresh together.
Enjoy the Buddha's "love letter" to you below.
In light, love and life,
~ inspired by the Buddha in you,
as written through Br. ChiSing
(March 16, 2007)
Begin anew. . . .
It has been a long time since last we spoke.
It does not need to be so long.
In every moment,
the here and now --
the eternal and timeless --
is always present.
It does not take a special feat
to touch the here and now.
You only need to awaken to
this very breath, this very step.
In just one moment of mindfulness,
everything is made new,
moment to moment.
Enlightenment, peace, wisdom, joy --
these are only one breath away,
one step away.
But the question is:
Are you really there, my dear?
Are you really there in your breath, in your step?
Or are you only daydreaming, sleepwalking?
Whatever you think you've done wrong,
whatever penance you believe you must perform
before you can awaken,
I invite you now to let that go.
Take a slow, deep breath.
And remember the Greater Reality
which holds you,
which supports you,
which nurtures you.
Let there be a moment of awakening,
let there be several moments of awakening,
every time you rest into this Greater Reality,
the Buddha Nature, your True Self.
And as you begin to rest in your true vastness,
a healing takes place
organically and naturally --
forgiveness takes place,
understanding takes place,
reconciliation takes place --
In the eternal and timeless
here and now,
you can always begin anew.
You can always find refreshment and rejuvenation
for your earthly body and human mind
as you awaken to
your Universal body and Divine mind.
you can do it.
It is your birthless birthright.
It is your deathless inheritance.
So, my beloved,
can you drop the story,
drop the delusions?
Can you let go of
self-hate, shame and unworthiness?
Are you willing to relax your hold
on control and manipulation?
Are you willing to loosen your grasp
on false securities from false fears?
It only takes one breath,
In just one moment of enlightenment,
you can awaken from the illusions of time,
pressure, guilt, failure and regret.
You can awaken to
the eternal and timeless
here and now --
to peace and love and wisdom,
to true strength and true joy and true beauty,
to the Buddha that I am in you and in all beings,
to the Ultimate dimension of all things --
the Divine All in all:
Dew drops on an autumn leaf . . .
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