tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post3207794195139105239..comments2023-10-08T08:48:18.513-04:00Comments on The Dalai Grandma: A Word of CautionJeanne Desyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07800258273705288582noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-9970840670624261942012-04-12T20:12:44.717-04:002012-04-12T20:12:44.717-04:00With my medically-fogged memory, and without looki...With my medically-fogged memory, and without looking up things, my thought is that we can have a great spiritual experience in which we are or understand the unborn; but. But we are born. We are completely these individual bodies. Then we are not. Some organ fails, a unifying force dissolves, and I hope we know again what it is to be unborn. But I don't know. Let me know what you come up with.Jeanne Desyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800258273705288582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-88811240676013794002012-04-12T08:17:48.097-04:002012-04-12T08:17:48.097-04:00That feels like a completely different topic! Tath...That feels like a completely different topic! Tathagata Garba is sometimes womb, somtimes seed- I wonder how either of those terms are compatible with the idea of sudden, complete enlightenment. In Dogen's Busso, he says know small Buddha, know big Buddha. He also says that if you think that all you have is a seed, you're missing the fully blooming branch...<br /><br />However, in the Lanka (And in Bankei's work), there is that concept of "the unborn" which is neither to be born or not having been born, but this idea of being complete in being unborn. <br /><br />I'd love to hear what you think about the unborn. I'm scheduling some dokusan with Jiryu (No Zen In The West) so we can talk some more about this.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-92148859070323453872012-04-11T21:29:06.911-04:002012-04-11T21:29:06.911-04:00Then is before kensho the unfertilized egg?Then is before kensho the unfertilized egg?Jeanne Desyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800258273705288582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-6854979472763966612012-04-11T19:33:54.699-04:002012-04-11T19:33:54.699-04:00I think the difference between potential and actua...I think the difference between potential and actual is like having kensho and living an enlightened life. You have kensho but what do you do with that? Chop wood and carry water, I think. <br /><br />Striving helps when it's all you have. The muddy water is still water, it's all mixed together.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-41900865540436936692012-04-10T18:53:47.844-04:002012-04-10T18:53:47.844-04:00Maybe the unluckiest people I know are the oblivio...Maybe the unluckiest people I know are the oblivious ones. Karen, you have the wonderful Jack; a constant opportunity, I gather.Jeanne Desyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800258273705288582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-5684740732121705892012-04-10T13:35:04.756-04:002012-04-10T13:35:04.756-04:00Actually, I happen to LIKE the second sentence, an...Actually, I happen to LIKE the second sentence, and find it inspiring in a slightly Hallmarkish way. I like the way you make me think about things, really think and see things in a different perspective than my own. Is that all for nought? Think of who you've touched in life and see if it really all sounds like just an accident. <br /><br />Listen, you have more on your shoulders than pretty much anyone I know. My mother used to be nearly debilitated by her rheumatoid arthritis. She had many surgeries on her hands and her feet were such a mess, that she had to tape some of her toes together, just to be able to walk around as comfortably as possible. She could never wear pretty shoes, she couldn't go for long, effortless walks anywhere, but she was so vital to all of us. Maybe if we were here strictly for ourselves, life would be so much less bullshitty. <br /><br />And no, that's not an anecdote with the intent of saying "don't complain, someone's always got it harder, SQUEEK, SQUEEK, SQUACK, SQUACK..." What am I saying then? Some people get the burdens, and the nitwits sail on through.karensomethingorotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14476544335741075497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-59191964519547946232012-04-10T09:57:08.153-04:002012-04-10T09:57:08.153-04:00I am smiling (or LOL, we say on Facebook). I think...I am smiling (or LOL, we say on Facebook). I think, however, that meaning and greatness don't come from striving for them, but from trying to do your work fully, in the case of the arts, your own way. So that's where uniqueness comes in - real-izing it, not striving for it. <br /><br />The fire in the wood - what is the difference between potential and actual? The issues around abortion depend on how people see that question.Jeanne Desyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800258273705288582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123326368423499292.post-14817782897907758732012-04-10T09:45:49.438-04:002012-04-10T09:45:49.438-04:00But blades of grass do great things.
You know, w...But blades of grass do great things. <br /><br />You know, when the Buddha met with 7 cosmic Buddhas before him, they said hey, you need some Bodhisattvas? We can give you some cosmic Bodhisattvas. <br /><br />Buddha said, nope, we have them popping out of the dirt here, thank you. <br /><br />Two sticks rub together; fire bursts forth; where was this fire in that wood?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com