Let's get started, Metta Sutta, and Jimi Hendrix
Here are a few simple offerings for reflection in the coming days, weeks, and months ahead:
All ideas, thoughts, beliefs, or any other concept born of human imagining have the same weight: none. Nothing human beings can do has the power to create or destroy existence; no matter how much effort, we could never turn a cooked stew into raw ingredients. What we regard, through our mind, body, and senses as separate can nor ever will be. The whole of existence is bound up together in a way we cannot perceive because we are not separate from it; much the same way we cannot look at our own eyes - will only ever see their reflection. There is nothing to transcend, transform, or become because we are already alive. We are temporarily housed in these metabolic vessels of a wide variety, but life is expressing itself. Although we do love to revere ourselves and cling to our righteousness, we could use the same effort and energy towards humility, cooperation, and collaboration. We have plenty of mysteries to investigate together. Let's get started, shall we?
Perhaps the Buddha said it more clearly in the 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 and 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.
In celebration and remembrance of Native American Heritage Day on Nov. 27th, I'd like to recognize Jimi Hendrix (who claimed Cherokee ancestry) who would have been 78 years old on Nov 27th. Thus, I remind you of his incredible track, "Voodoo Child (Slight Return)."