December 6, 2011
Brilliant red feathers
flicker, fling seed and seed hulls.
Virtue resides in our everyday actions, not in our greatest feats; in what we are doing, not in what we hope to do. Virtue is how I am now with myself and with others in all the everyday things I do.
As a simple example, I will use eating. We all eat and, unless we are fasting, it is an everyday action. For myself, first I must ask: What food do I provide? Is it nourishing? Is it purposeful? If one is not virtuous towards oneself, it becomes quite difficult to be virtuous where others are involved. For other people and pets, I must ask: What food do I provide others? Will it promote their health and well-being? For other life, I must ask: Do I partake of the food I eat mindfully? To survive, I must ask other life to give of itself. Do I honor that supreme sacrifice by making the most of the energy and nutrients this sacrificed life has given? Do I waste any of these offerings? Am I aware of what I am doing when I eat?
Eating is an everyday action where virtue may reside. But virtue must be born in my heart and come to fruition in my actions.
September 23, 2011
Patiently Time fills
its empty spaces and then
empties them again.
Remember: There is a balance of energy in the world, so one can receive from something only what one puts into it. Creation is the supreme sacrifice. One can put life into what one creates only by offering to it one’s own life.
Create your day fulfillingly.
February 21, 2011
A broken branch hangs;
the tired arm could no longer
hold the winter up.
The world sacrifices itself for us all the time; if it didn’t, we could not live. Yes, we are 100% dependent on the beneficence of others to lay down their lives so we may continue ours. This cannot be avoided because life eats life, feeds on life and could not otherwise exist. That is the circle of life of which we are all a part.
The purpose of meditation or prayer before meals, I would think, must be to acknowledge this ultimate sacrifice and express our sincerest gratitude. How do words express such a thanks? How can words express such a thanks?
If we truly recognize this sacrifice, if we stare in the face of this undeniable truth, how can we live without a profound sense of guilt unless we do something vital with the life we are given, with the life we are continually given each day?
What am I doing with the opportunity that these countless sacrifices have given me?