I can hardly believe that no one has posted to this blog for two months. But life is busy. Chong Go Sunim handles so much at the Seonwon. Joe and Joseph have families to look after. I’ve no idea what Jabu is doing, Carl works hard. As do I. Things change. Isn’t that pretty fundamental?
Plus, I wonder, what is left to say? I’ve just looked over the archives and liked what I saw! But how many times can one say it? How many ways can one say it in?
A colleague at work shared something of just that with me today. He told me about the Red Pine he was reading and asked me “aren’t you surprised at me, a Taoist, reading these Buddhist books?” “Ah, but it’s all the same” I said. “Exactly” he replied. “And the more I practice, the more I see it. The difficulty is putting it into words”.
Wake up, wake up!
You have slept millions and millions of years.
Why not wake up this morning?
That’s from Kabir, using his words. Quoted by Brother David Steindl-Rast in the introdution to “Gratefulness: the Heart of Prayer”, in which he writes “… everything is gratuitous, everything is a gift. The degree to which we are awake to this truth is the measure of our gratefulness. And gratefulness is the measure of our aliveness.”
There are so many ways to say this. Stephen Mitchell, in his version of Psalm 17, writes “let me, when I awaken,/see nothing but the light of your face.” Awakening is to see the world as it truly is, as the face of God (if you stumble on this word, pick another, call it the face of Love or Juingong or Interconnectedness). But already I’m lost, trying to write about that which is impossible to describe.
All I know is that the flowers on my little balcony are bursting with life and energy. I know that regardless of all the pain in this poor suffering world, I feel such gratitude for their purity and beauty. Barry at Ox Herding knows me well and, like all good teachers, he teaches for the student’s needs: “I suggest getting down on our hands and knees in the dirt, bowing to whatever benevolent deity provides such extraordinary beauty!”
And talking of waking up to aliveness, here’s Kosho Uchiyama putting it into his words: “Aslong as we wake up and live life as universal self, we work in the direction where all things are alive. And since everything we encounter is our life, with the attitude or spirit that our whole self is taking care of its own life we aim at giving life to all things, all situations, all people, all worlds.”
So many ways to say it. So many ways to express our gratitude for this glorious world and this glorious life. “Inherently life is one. Inherently, life is Buddha.” (Seon Master Daehaeng Sunim).
5 thoughts on “waking up to gratitude”
Thanks, Marcus. I need to be reminded of this! So easy to get caught in the horns of confusion.
I enjoy reading what you all write, when you have the time and inclination to write. Please continue.
You can say the same things myriad times in myriad ways and each time is important as we as individuals resonate to different phrasings. Hell, the Dharma has been passed down for centuries. Isn’t that saying the same thing?
These thoughts, ideas, realizations are always of value. You never know who will awaken, or begin to realize their illusion/delusion because of the what they read here.
Please continue because what you all write does matter, and has value – even if you cannot se the proof of it.
PS. Gratitude, yes. Everyday this side of the grass is a wonderful thing.
Thanks, Marcus! I does sometimes seem like I’ve said everything that needs to be said, (and “am I just bugging people if I repeat it?”), but as Roy says, it’s still good to hear it again.
Doesn’t buddhism teach us that each action we repeat -step by step- becomes a habit which in turn influences our character and thus our fate in the end.? So, please, don’t stop to say all these wonderful things as often you can in so many ways you
~Thank you, Marcus ~
Thank you everyone!
Thank you so much.