Colors are very intense in the afternoonlight. Everything seems to be clearer, sharper.
The flags of paper and wimples the villagers put on the pile of sand they've built are still very colorful, looks nice from afar. but they are getting wretched.
I worked much on equanimity yesterday and today.
Everything is so beautiful, wonderful, i could laugh of joy
All this beauty is so useless, miserable, i could cry
neither happens.
Obsevre rising of the abdomen, there is no abdomen! There is just some air getting caught in a elastic but limited space and this moves some other elastic but limited space. ( Later these spaces were re-recognised as what english speaking humans call lungs and bowels)
Sitting ... ?. No ground to sit on no body that sits, rising, falling, rising, falling, ...
If there were someone, he/she would rather, cry of joy and laugh of misery.
Rising, falling.
there is no body, no surrounding, air is moved somehow.
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path to truth - diary of a Buddhist nun
The Buddha said:
So hard to see, so very, very subtle, alighting wherever it likes: the mind. The wise should guard it. The mind protected brings ease.
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- Phalañānī
- former actrice and comedian for a long time quit stage and audience some years ago to live a peaceful and quiet life in a small village in spain. Actually i'm ordained as a theravada buddhist nun.
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Karania Metta Sutta
This is what should be done By one who is skilled in goodness, And who knows the path of peace: Let them be able and upright, Straightforward and gentle in speech, Humble and not conceited, Contented and easily satisfied, Unburdened with duties and frugal in their ways. Peaceful and calm and wise and skillful, Not proud or demanding in nature. Let them not do the slightest thing That the wise would later reprove. Wishing: In gladness and in safety, May all beings be at ease. Whatever living beings there may be; Whether they are weak or strong, omitting none, The great or the mighty, medium, short or small, The seen and the unseen, Those living near and far away, Those born and to-be-born — May all beings be at ease! Let none deceive another, Or despise any being in any state. Let none through anger or ill-will Wish harm upon another. Even as a mother protects with her life Her child, her only child, So with a boundless heart Should one cherish all living beings; Radiating kindness over the entire world: Spreading upwards to the skies, And downwards to the depths; Outwards and unbounded, Freed from hatred and ill-will. Whether standing or walking, seated or lying down Free from drowsiness, One should sustain this recollection. This is said to be the sublime abiding. By not holding to fixed views, The pure-hearted one, having clarity of vision, Being freed from all sense desires, Is not born again into this world.
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