Saturday, March 30, 2013

Spring is in the Air, or Something...

Tashi Delek kindred spirits,it's high time I got back to the old blog and indulged my ego by writing things I think other people want to read.  Anyways, I have writer's block and can't seem to make any progress on my thesis, so I figured I'd ramble here instead. I don't feel like, or even have anything particularly cogent to say, I'm just going to spit out some flowery Buddhist platitudes that have been kicking around my head since I woke up this morning to witness an unobstructed blue sky of sublime brilliance. Enjoy, or don't, it is finally spring, the season of rebirth, and I am in a good mood!

Just as the sun rests in the center of the pure blue sky, so too is the infinite light of Buddha-nature to be found in the heart of emptiness.

Just as the sun continues to shine, even when it is obscured by clouds, so too does the light of Buddha-nature shine with unending brilliance, even when obscured by the three poisons of anger, ignorance, and desire.

The essence of all living beings is the resplendent seed of the Sugatas, those gone to bliss. Nothing can add to it. Nothing can subtract from it. It pervades all existence, yet has no form. It is absolutely complete, yet it is completely empty. It cannot be filled, as it is beyond full. It cannot be exhausted, as it has no limit. Primordially pure. Infinitely luminous. Timelessly encompassing. Without origin or end, nor nadir or zenith. To find it is to stop looking. To realize it is to go beyond realization. It is the true heart of all beings, the essence of enlightenment, the matrix of wisdom perfected. To those who have merged with it, I submit in obeisance. To those who have touched it, I bow down completely. To those who have glimpsed it, I offer prostrations. To those who have heard of it, I listen attentively. To those who look for it, I join in searching. Though I myself am still trapped in this world of illusion, I pray for all beings likewise caught
in the ocean of karmic consequence. A crystal of pure light, may the blazing wisdom of the victorious ones shine upon all beings, spontaneously delivering them to the abode of pure bliss utterly beyond sorrow. May I too, though of little capacity and blinded by the three unwholesome roots of ignorance, anger, and desire, develop the unsurpassable wisdom mind of the tathāgatas, the ones who have thus gone. Through the power of this supplication, may I work only for the benefit of all beings and never bring harm to another. May the mindstream that inhabits this corporeal form attain the highest state of unconditioned awareness, the nature of pure light. Finally, may I, through the union of indestructible wisdom and immeasurable compassion attain the infinite dharmakāya, so that I may set living beings in nirvāṇa. This is my sincere wish. Emaho!
This is the view going up the Khardung-La pass in Ladakh, not to be confused with Connecticut, where I am now. I included it because I thought it fit the mood.