Heart of the Buddha

No need to chase back and forth like the waves.
The same water which ebbs is the same water that flows.
No point turning back to get water
When it’s flowing around you in all directions
The heart of the Buddha and the people of the world…
Where is there any difference?

Hsu Yun

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The mind is like a reflection in a mirror

The mind is like a reflection in a mirror:
Though it is insubstantial, it is not nonexistent.
What is, we have no control over;
And what isn’t, is ephemeral
Aren’t the esteemed sages
Just regular people who’ve resolved the matter?

There are changes upon changes.
Once the five components are clearly seen,
The diverse things in the world are joined into one.
How can there be two formless dharma bodies?
Once compulsive desires are eliminated and insight comes,
There are no thoughts about where the promised land may lie.

The will to survive must be killed off.
Once it is killed off, there will be peace of mind.
When the mind integrates this,
An iron ship has been made to float.

P’ang Yun

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Mind at Peace

When the mind is at peace,
the world too is at peace.
Nothing real, nothing absent.
Not holding on to reality,
not getting stuck in the void,
you are neither holy or wise, just
an ordinary fellow who has completed his work.

P’ang Yün

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Running and the practice of silence and solitude

Dismiss that which insults your very soul.
Walt Whitman

For me, running is a solo practice, I run preferably on my own; in my own tempo, on my own track. I dont like to run with a group or in a group. Occasionally I run with a friend, and then I enjoy the companion; but its different than running alone. whenever I go out for a run I know that I will be spending a few hours alone, in silence and in solitude. Its me, being on my own, free and with my own thoughts and feelings. No disturbances and none to ventilate and reflect my thoughts with. Just me and my mind.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
— Henry Rollins

Especially on longer runs, which can take several hours, the feeling of being with myself is like a solitary retreat. Solitude or withdrawal is the state of being secluded or separate from others. Time spent in Solitude and Loneliness is something we find in most religious traditions. The Buddha taught that we must cease to yearn for happiness outside ourselves and begin to trust the potential that lies within us. This potential can be found, when we quietly remove ourselves for a few hours from the daily noise and disturbances that surrounds us. The disturbances which make it difficult to focus on our own mind, on our own thoughts and feelings. and by being with ourselves, in our aloneness, we notice how essentially connected to others we truly are and all the disturbances we are confronted with.

When a man knows the solitude of silence, and feels the joy of quietness, he is then free from fear and he feels the joy of the Dharma.

By removing these worldly disturbances,even for a few hours daily, we are able to come at ease and we are able to reach a calm and relaxed state of mind. A mind where idea’s and pictures come and go. The mind wanders, the soul gets quit. The value of solitude is priceless. For whoever finds it, finds life, and the peace and joy in live. As the Imitation of Christ notes: the greatest saints avoided the company of worldly men as much as possible. For they preferred to be alone with God. Of course there is no need to remove ourselves completely from society, but we all benefit from a break, a break from nagging people, commercials, social networks, tv and whatever you are confronted with on your daily path.

Whenever possible I run in silence; or with an mp3 player so at least I am in charge of the noise that gets into my mind. Silence completes and intensifies solitude, silence is solitude practiced in action. When there is silence, we create the space for solitude. Silence. Interior and exterior silence, the silence of the senses helps us to recover psychological. It helps to reorder our minds, reduces stress and helps us to deal with our feelings and emotions.

“The stillness in stillness is not true stillness; only when there is stillness in movement does the universal rhythm manifest” – Taoist Text

By practicing solitude on a regularly base we are able to reach our inner powers of mind and we are able to get deeper in touch with our feelings. It will make your self to a more stable and stronger person, and so able to deal better with your daily live. And it is so simple, just go out and run, alone with yourself, relax and listen to your inner voice. Just one step at a time.

Enjoy your live !

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Zen is not some kind of excitement, but concentration on our usual everyday routine. – Shunryu Suzuki

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On finding one self

Niezsche grafitty by thierry ehrmann

“No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life,” “There may be countless trails and bridges and demigods who would gladly carry you across; but only at the price of pawning and forgoing yourself.” – Nietzsche

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The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.

Patience is the master key to every situation. One must have sympathy for everything, surrender to everything, but at the same time remain patient and forbearing… There is no such thing as bending or breaking. It’s a question only of overcoming, which begins with overcoming oneself. That cannot be avoided. To abandon that path is always to break in pieces. One must patiently accept everything and let it grow within oneself. The barriers of the fear-ridden I can only be broken by love. One must, in the dead leaves that rustle around one, already see the young fresh green of spring, compose oneself in patience, and wait. Patience is the only true foundation on which to make one’s dreams come true.
– Kafka

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The universe is humbling. Nature hides many of its most interesting mysteries.

The word [Sublime] precisely captures what makes the universe so wonderful and so frustrating at the same time. A great deal seems beyond our reach and our comprehension, while still appearing to be close enough to tantalize us — to dare us to enter and understand. The challenge for all approaches to knowledge is to make those less accessible aspects of the universe more immediate, more understandable, and ultimately less foreign. People want to learn to read and understand the book of nature and accommodate those lessons into the comprehensible world.
The sublime offers scales and poses questions that just might lie beyond our intellectual reach. It is for these reasons both terrifying and compelling. The range of the sublime changes over time as the scales we are comfortable with cover an increasingly large domain. But at any given moment, we still want to gain insights about behavior or events at scales far too small or far too large for us to readily comprehend.

Physicist Lisa Randall

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The past only comes back


The past only comes back when the present runs so smoothly that it is like the sliding surface of a deep river. Then one sees through the surface to the depths. In those moments I find one of my greatest satisfactions, not that I am thinking of the past; but that it is then that I am living most fully in the present. For the present when backed by the past is a thousand times deeper than the present when it presses so close that you can feel nothing else, when the film on the camera reaches only the eye. But to feel the present sliding over the depths of the past, peace is necessary. The present must be smooth, habitual. For this reason — that it destroys the fullness of life — any break causes me extreme distress; it breaks; it shallows; it turns the depth into hard thin splinters… I write this partly in order to recover my sense of the present by getting the past to shadow this broken surface. Let me then, like a child advancing with bare feet into a cold river, descend again into the stream. ~ Virginia Woolf

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