Desire isn't the problem, attachment is.
If you do not uncover the inner sources of joy, the outer sources of joy will become the cause of your misery.
The affairs of the world will go on forever.
Do not delay the practice of meditation.
Do not delay the practice of meditation.
“Once upon a time, a long time ago, and very far from here, a great Tibetan poet named Milarepa studied and meditated for decades. He traveled the countryside, teaching the practice of compassion and mercy to villagers he met. He faced many hardships, difficulties, and sorrows, and transformed them into the path of his awakening. Finally, it was time to return to the small hut he called home. He had carried its memory in his heart through all the years of his journey. Much to his surprise, upon entering he found it filled with enemies of every kind. Terrifying, horrifying, monstrous demons that would make most people run. But Milarepa was not most people. Inhaling and exhaling slowly three times, he turned towards the demons, fully present and aware. He looked deeply into the eyes of each, bowing in respect, and said, “You are here in my home now. I honor you, and open myself to what you have to teach me.” As soon as he uttered these words, all of the enemies save five disappeared. The ones that remained were grisly, raw, huge monsters. Milarepa bowed once more and began to sing a song to them, a sweet melody resonant with caring for the ways these beasts had suffered, and curiosity about what they needed and how he could help them. As the last notes left his lips, four of the demons disappeared into thin air. Now only one nasty creature was left, fangs dripping evil, nostrils flaming, opened jaws revealing a dark, foul, black throat. Milarepa stepped closer to this huge demon, breathed deeply into his own belly, and said with quiet compassion, “I must understand your pain and what it is you need in order to be healed.” Then he put his head in the mouth of this enemy. In that instant, the demon disappeared and Milarepa was home at last.”
“To heal is to touch with love that which we previously touched with fear!”
“To heal is to touch with love that which we previously touched with fear!”
Veiled by ignorance, the minds of man and Buddha appear to be different; yet in the realm of mind essence they are both of one taste. Sometimes they will meet each other in the great Dharmadhatu.
Comprehending beyond good and evil opens the way to perfect skill. Experiencing the dissolution of duality, you embrace the highest view.
There’s no point of view or theory in reality itself.
In the monastery of your heart and body, you have a temple where all buddhas unite.
When you run after your thoughts, you are like a dog chasing a stick: every time a stick is thrown, you run after it. Instead, be like a lion who, rather than chasing after the stick, turns to face the thrower. One only throws a stick at a lion once.
I have no desire for wealth or possessions, and so I have nothing. I do not experience the initial suffering of having to accumulate possessions, the intermediate suffering of having to guard and keep up possessions, nor the final suffering of losing the possessions.
When you run after your thoughts, you are like a dog chasing a stick; every time a stick is thrown, you run after it. Instead be like a lion who, rather than chasing after the stick, turns to face the thrower. One only throws a stick at a lion once
The affairs of the world will go on forever. Do not delay the practice of meditation.
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