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Another year. Time gently flows from the decay of all things. I’ve been attently observing the decay of all form, when distractions suddenly reveal themselves empty, which happens more and more now. You don’t observe the gentle flow of time like a person standing on the firm margins, away from the raging sea, but yourself as the very waves breaking at rocks and becoming foam; if you put attention to the tip of your fingers, you’ll see the flow of time as your skin turns to dust, a light breeze carrying your hand away like sand from a pavement.
What now, friends? Since my last post ( >>27124 ), I’ve continued on the path towards enlightenment, almost like there’s nothing left to be done about it. I don’t go around thinking “I need to take this step”, but “This is the only step that exists to be taken.” It’s not yet a completely stable progression, there are times I let myself be eaten by distractions, then suddenly I’m able to take a good look at our situation, like a flash of lightning making a night bright for an instant and I’m back on track. But enough of these silly allegories.
Six months ago, while I was looking at the trees being violently basted by the wind, a stray cat showed up asking for help. So I went inside and fetched a bowl with some cold cuts. Two days later it came again. A week went by and now two cats showed up, so I had two bowls. Would you believe it, now there are 3 cats showing up. They talk to each other. “Aren’t you fat? Where are you getting all this food?” “In such and such place, I’ll show you.” At one point I tried to convince them to be vegetarians “Here friends, try some boiled rice as well.” They had the meat and left all the rice, so now I’m purchasing cat food.
A middle aged housewife came to me one day as I was looking at the trees again. I could sense from afar she was rehearsing her posture to lecture me with chastising words. She told me “Your cats are making a mess of my azaleas, they’re pooping in my yard!” so I apologized profusely, and told the cats when I met them the next day “Friends, for your own benefit as well as mine, refrain from pooping at the azaleas.” The woman didn’t show up to complain anymore and I’m not sure how the solution came about, but it worked. It’s important to keep the noble eightfold path in your every view, every speech, every action, every livelihood, every effort, every mindfulness,every concentration, so at every passing moment you’ll grow closer to enlightenment. When dealing with humans, have a tight grasp on your thoughts, remember right thought, and what is right thought? Thoughts of renunciation, non-ill-will, and harmlessness.
Months later, as I was outside looking at clouds and enjoying the breeze, one of the neighbors came by while walking his dog “Hello there bud, I see you’re feeding those stray cats. I have some cat food I have no use for, you can have it if you want.” How I rejoiced at those words! I thanked him profusely. Isn't it nice when you’re given a point of fleeting brightness in a regularly dark world?
The third cat, he’s completely black and very suspicious. He never accepted to be petted under any circumstance. One day he stood by watching as I petted the first cat and the second cat as well. Then he allowed to be petted, but only after watching my behavior for a long time. I said to him “It’s very good, friend, to be suspicious around other sentient beings, for most are blind and some are worse than that.” I have three little bowls in front of the house and one large water bowl with water. I change the water everyday.
Sometimes one of the cats, I’m not sure which, shows up at 3 AM and starts meowing close to my window and I wake up annoyed. With my first thought I quickly grasp the annoyance, thinking “Why are you annoyed? Towards what end but your own detriment?” It’s important to keep the noble eightfold path in your every view, every speech, every action, every livelihood, every effort, every mindfulness, every concentration, so at every passing moment you’ll grow closer to enlightenment. In times like this, it’s important to remember right effort, and what is is right effort? Strive so unwholesome mental states don’t arise, strive so wholesome mental states arise.
Striving so wholesome mental states arise is not an easy task, but everything offers you help, if you know where to look. This cat has been showing up to warn me, at this late hour, saying “Time is short, it gently flows from the decay of all things, so hear, friend, how long have you left to strive towards liberation? Should you be sleeping so close to the end? Don’t you remember the words of the Enlightened One, on the day of his death? ‘All conditioned things are of a nature to decay. Strive on untiringly.’” And I realize he’s right. So now I wake up at 2:55AM and meditate until 5AM. When the cat shows up, I check the time. “Look at the clock, friend, it’s 3:08, you’re the one who’s late. Thank you.”
My dad had a rake I would regularly use to rescue insects from drowning at the pond nearby. He hired a bumbling gardener to help with a tree that may have ended up falling on the roof. After the job was done, this gardener used the rake completely heavy-handed and broke its braces. I didn’t see this happening, I just noticed the rake gone and asked my dad about it “The idiot so and so broke it, so I tossed it, I’ll get a new one”. What a tragedy, I thought. That rake had the kamma of a holy monk, having constantly saved sentient beings from certain death for the past 6 or 7 years, and above all, that rake was completely absent of self, unmoved even by scripture, like Bodhidharma would say. Now it was lying in a pile of rubbish somewhere, all broken and useless. One doesn’t need a charnel-ground nearby, filled with corpses, one, two days old, swollen, blue and festering, corpses eaten by crows, hawks, vultures, corpses reduced to a skeleton with some flesh and blood attached to it, corpses blood-besmeared and without flesh, corpses reduced to disconnected bones, scattered in all directions, corpses reduced to dust, to be reminded of the fate of all things subject to existence. A rake, a cat, a shat on azalea will do.
I keep coming back to this thread and I’m not sure why and if I should. But this time I have a good excuse (funny I would need something to excuse myself), this time I have something to offer. I edited a nice and clean version of one of the most important suttas out there, the Mahasatipatthana or The Great Discourse on the Establishing of Mindfulness. This sutta is like a hammer, it’s a tool to be put to practice. It’s short enough for you to memorize it. I also added in there a nice diagram of the 4 noble truths. I hope it’s useful. Hopefully you can appreciate it at any level, even if it’s just as a curious piece of literature. There are many beautiful passages in there. If nothing else, read The Nine Charnel-Ground Contemplations located on the Contemplation of the Body session. It takes like 4 minutes to go through it.
I've made 3 files. A PDF, here:
https://anonfiles.com/v0f7r4T6yf/Mah_satipa_h_na_Sutta_pdf
An epub you can download at:
https://anonfiles.com/x6u8hfTcy4/Mahasatipatthana_Sutta_-_The_Great_Discourse_on_the_Establishing_of_Mindfulness_-_Anonymous_epub
Finally, I've made an html file of it, it's hosted at: https://mahasatipatthana.neocities.org/
I’ll probably post these files and link in another ib or two, we’ll see.
And that’s that, friends. I guess I’ll see you next year, if we live. Or not. Be as it may, I hope you’re well and when/if you’re not, to put in the effort in the right places to be able to bear it.
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