Kwanyen the woman budha of compassion

8:15 PM (19 minutes ago)  Dear cousin, tonight we dedicated the wise women shrine at budha night And I dedicated my practice to you and Doris. I feel so much love from both of you each and every day. xxxxxx Liz

Godspeed Percy

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Thanks Juju

When you start addressing crows with “good morning, friend”

you’re in a bunch of trouble,

but I’ve had enough of the fickleness of people

& long for the chance of magic

to travel in lands where story is as real as this street,

where words have legs & wings & speak themselves

whatever the risk.

From Poems Before Breakfast

Dr Aron's 36 Intimacy Generating Questions

Set I

1. Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?

2. Would you like to be famous? In what way?

3. Before making a telephone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say? Why?

4. What would constitute a “perfect” day for you?

5. When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

6. If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?

7. Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?

8. Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.

9. For what in your life do you feel most grateful?

10. If you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be?

11. Take four minutes and tell your partner your life story in as much detail as possible.

12. If you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be?

Set II

13. If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?

14. Is there something that you’ve dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven’t you done it?

15. What is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

16. What do you value most in a friendship?

17. What is your most treasured memory?

18. What is your most terrible memory?

19. If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living? Why?

20. What does friendship mean to you?

21. What roles do love and affection play in your life?

22. Alternate sharing something you consider a positive characteristic of your partner. Share a total of five items.

23. How close and warm is your family? Do you feel your childhood was happier than most other people’s?

24. How do you feel about your relationship with your mother?

Set III

25. Make three true “we” statements each. For instance, “We are both in this room feeling ... “

26. Complete this sentence: “I wish I had someone with whom I could share ... “

27. If you were going to become a close friend with your partner, please share what would be important for him or her to know.

28. Tell your partner what you like about them; be very honest this time, saying things that you might not say to someone you’ve just met.

29. Share with your partner an embarrassing moment in your life.

30. When did you last cry in front of another person? By yourself?

31. Tell your partner something that you like about them already.

32. What, if anything, is too serious to be joked about?

33. If you were to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven’t you told them yet?

34. Your house, containing everything you own, catches fire. After saving your loved ones and pets, you have time to safely make a final dash to save any one item. What would it be? Why?

35. Of all the people in your family, whose death would you find most disturbing? Why?

36. Share a personal problem and ask your partner’s advice on how he or she might handle it. Also, ask your partner to reflect back to you how you seem to be feeling about the problem you have chosen.

I Am Enough

 

One

You are a prayer in the most holy mouth, the space between clasped hands, a landscape so picturesque, any angle. You are a reminder that magic exists.

Two

Oh they will stop and stare, you most divine creature with unapologetic skin and fearless features. Learn to take a compliment. Settle into being the center of things.

Three

When you fall in love, let it be with a person who asks nothing of you. Your existence should be enough. If they do not kiss you urgently and often, find someone who understands that lips in the presence of love should ignite passion.

Four

Keep a few great friends. When they tell you harsh truths, learn to listen for the love. Growth is necessary and annoying at times, but look and you will always find the silver lining.

Five

Buy the perfect shade of red lipstick. It, like the perfect black dress, are weapons. Use them at will.

(Speaking of red...)

Six

Stop hiding your tampons. You are a woman. You bleed. Grown people know this. If he is afraid of menstruation, he is not prepared to be inside of you.

Seven

Do not apologize for existing, for being yourself. Apologize when you are not.

Eight

If you work hard, ask for a raise. Find your backbone and attach it to your standards. You deserve the money that correlates to how hard you work.

Nine

Feed yourself kind words, chocolate, quality people, random first date, solitude, orgasms, and books. You will need really, really good books. Live in the story of them.

Ten

If all else fails, repeat after me: I am enough.

Ali's Bright Light

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Travelling the inner world – a progress report.

This that I am arises from nothing. One can say it arises from the coupling of the parents, then the joining of the sperm with the egg, and then the growth of the fetus culminating in the birth of ‘me’. But still it all arose, and continues to arise, from nothing. Before the coupling of the parents there was nothing, not even a hint of a ‘me’. From nothing arises something. Each of us is something that arises from nothing.

Long ago, at a retreat, I heard our favourite spiritual teacher, Adyashanti, say that if you could accept yourself exactly as you are, to the depths of your being, you would be free. He said many things but this one stuck with me and became one of the main foci of my quest for inner peace. Accept myself, just as I am, arising in this very specific and unique way, from nothing. I’ve written previously about self-acceptance. Several times I think. As I said it is one of the main themes of the inner journey for me. Just when I get to think I’ve ‘arrived’, another layer is revealed.

It became a kind of meditation, dropping right into the feeling of being this ‘Alison thing’, this whole body-mind package that is called Alison. And every time I dropped deep into the feeling of being me I would sense a bottomless well of grief and heartache and resistance: everything was wrong about me. Unacceptable.

It was easy to see the things that were wrong with the body. The teaching is so insidious, so pervasive in western societies, and more increasingly in other societies, that tall and thin is it, and anything else is less than, is not good enough. Throughout my life, with relentless inner conflict regarding food and exercise, I have achieved reasonable success at the being thin part, but the tall part I could do nothing about. I had swallowed the teaching whole. At just over five feet tall I was not good enough. Unacceptable.

As for the personality I can barely find words to describe my feelings about it. In one way or another I have been given the message that the way I am is not good enough. I shouldn’t be so . . . . . sensitive, defensive, angry, fierce, fake, self-absorbed, selfish, dishonest, weird, different, flakey, judgmental, emotional, critical, unsuccessful, unstable, unlovable. There is no blame for the people who gave me these messages. They were frequently right. And I was incapable of receiving a different message. Because I believed it all to be true. To be me was unacceptable, so why would I not believe it? Why would I not resist it? To be me was nothing but pain and grief and heartache.

Over the years as I swam in the dark waters of the psyche, deeper and deeper, as deep as I could go, and released all the painful feelings lurking there, things slowly began to clear. I developed a complete lack of fear of the so-called negative emotions. Anger, shame, guilt, pain, all were there only to be felt. All were seen as visitors in the house of me, each one needing only to be acknowledged, heard, and experienced. I could become both the person in such deep pain that it felt impossible to cry hard enough, and at the same time the simple witness to the emotional storm. It was just pain after all, and all storms pass.

It has seemed over the years that there was to be no let-up, no end. No matter how much I cleared, every time I dropped deep into the feeling of being me, being this ‘Alison thing’, this something arising from nothing, there was only sobbing out the pain and the heartache and the grief of being me. What I found in those depths was as far from acceptance as one could possibly get.

I began to wonder if it would ever end. I couldn’t understand why I continued to be in such tenacious resistance to being me. It was so painful. Then last week came a day of feeling the feelings. A day of tears, letting them flow, tears for me, tears for the world, tears for the human condition, tears for all the ways in which we cause suffering for ourselves, tears for the something that arises from nothing.

From this arose the clarity that the core belief is that I am not worthy of love. It doesn’t matter that Don loves me. It doesn’t matter that my family loves me. It doesn’t matter that my friends love me. It doesn’t matter that apparently even people I have never met love me. It was patently clear that if I could not love this me that arises here, in all its imperfections, then I could not really receive the love of others, but more importantly, I could not fully and authentically love anyone or anything. If there is not love in the heart there is not love in the heart.

It is not true to say I have never felt and received love from others. It is even less true to say I have not felt love in my heart for others. I frequently look at Don and my heart melts like soft butter. What is true is that the love is not abiding and that unlove can be triggered at the slightest hint from someone that I’m somehow unacceptable. Not good enough. Wrong. And of course it is nothing but a mirror of my own inner beliefs about myself – somehow unacceptable and therefore unworthy of love.

One thing that has become clear is a lifetime of complaint, beginning of course with the endless complaints about myself. Unacceptable. Not good enough. These complaints, when not directed at myself, were often projected onto others or the world at large. How easy it is for us to complain, about the behavior of others, about the weather, about the state of the world, about anything and everything. I can finally see with clarity how this most essential definition of myself as unacceptable has lead to a lifetime of unconscious low-grade complaint.

It’s not as if I have never felt gratitude and appreciation. On the contrary one of the things that I’m most grateful for is that I have, later in life, finally learned to authentically feel gratitude, and to recognize and appreciate how blessed I am. And now I see there is still room for improvement. I have nothing to complain about. And every reason to be grateful for all that I am, for all that arises here as this body-mind package known as Alison, for this extraordinary gift of Life that arises as me.

Something has shifted. I started playing around with the idea of being worthy of love. Love from me for me. Love for this something that arises from nothing, this body-mind package, this ‘Alison thing’, this thing that arises from the great Mystery that is Life. Why not? What if I am worthy of love? It’s a rhetorical question to trick the mind into opening to new directions, new ways of being. And if not love, or even acceptance, then at least a letting go of relentless resistance. How grand it would be if love could arise here from me for me and from that spread out to include everyone and everything, which I believe would be the inevitable result.

Now when I drop deep into the feeling of being me there is no more grief, no more tears, no more resistance or inevitable judgment. Now it’s a kind of soft bewilderment. What is this? It is not love yet, but it is certainly finally no longer unremitting outright heartbreaking resistance. Progress."

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Anger From The Perspective of Buddhist Psychology

 

Notes From Judy Lief's Work On Anger And Buddhist Psychology

 
According to Buddhist psychology anger is one of the six root kleshas, the conflicting emotions that cause our suffering. It's companions are greed, ignorance, passion, envy and pride.Anger is fueled by the impulse to reject, push away, or destroy.

Anger is fueled by the impulse to reject, to push away, to destroy. It's associated with the hell realm, a state of intense pain and claustrophobia. The quality of claustrophobia or being squeezed into a small corner is also reflected in the origins of the English word anger whose root means “narrow” or “constricted.”

Anger can be extremely energetic. You feel threatened and claustrophobic, and that painful feeling intensifies until you lash out like a cornered rat. Or it can manifest as a subtle simmering of resentment that you carry along with you always, like a chip on your shoulder.

Because our experience of it is so potent we usually try to get rid of it somehow. One way we try to get rid of it is to stuff it or suppress it because we are embarrassed to acknowledge or accept that we could be feeling it. Another way we try to get rid of it is to impulsively act it out through violent words or actions but that only fuels more anger.

Anger is a natural part of us so no matter how hard we try, we can't get rid of it. We can however change how we relate to it. When we do we may glimpse a sane and valuable quality hidden within this destructive force and in this way save the baby while throwing out the bath water.

The formal practice of mindfulness is the foundation for exploring the powerful energy of anger. Meditation is a helpful preventive tool here because it's so hard to deal with anger once it's exploded. In meditation we slow down and refine our observational powers so we can more readily catch the arising of anger before it overtakes us.

Because anger and other emotional outbursts thrive on being unseen, and have the ability to lurk below the surface of our awareness, the practice of sitting still, breathing naturally, and looking attentively at one's moment-by-moment experience is in and of itself and antidote to aggression.

Through meditation we learn to tune into what we;'re feeling and observe that experience with the dispassion and sympathy so the more we do our mindfulness practice, the less under anger's iron grip we will be. In turn the more we'll be able to transform our relationship to anger in the midst of daily life. As anger arises in the mind, by quieting (taming) the mind we can establish a strong base for understanding how how anger arises in us and how we habitually respond to it. We can see how it spreads and settles in our bodies and how it triggers formulaic dramas about blame and hurt. We can expose our conceptual constructs about anger and our justifications, defensivenss and cover ups.