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Tilt your head back and laugh.

“WHEN YOU REALIZE HOW PERFECT EVERYTHING IS YOU WILL TILT YOUR HEAD BACK AND LAUGH AT THE SKY.”

-Buddha-

Workshop in Old Shasta, California

Workshop in Old Shasta, California

 

 

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A Spoon of Salt:

” LET YOURSELF BE OPEN AND LIFE WILL BE EASIER.  A SPOON OF SALT IN A GLASS OF WATER MAKES THE WATER UNDRINKABLE. A SPOON OF SALT IN A LAKE IS ALMOST UNNOTICED. “

-Buddha-

Pleasant Lake, Arizona 2012


My Monk wears New Balance:

MY BUDDHIST MONK WEARS NEW BALANCE RUNNING SHOES

I can’t really claim him as my monk guessing I have to share him.

Chuang Yen Monastery, Carmel NY

While visiting the Chuang Yen Monastery yesterday, as we were leaving the Great Buddha Hall, we visited with a wonderful monk, Ven. Ji Xing, who greeted us with a smile that would have filled each square inch of that hall.

Great Buddha Hall, Vairocana Buddha is called the supreme Buddha and represents the wisdom of shunyata, “emptiness. He is white, representing all colors and his symbol is the Dharma wheel. He is associated with the first skandha, form. Meditation on Vairocana vanquishes ignorance

He spoke of the importance of the earth and our place grounded, close to the earth, “All things come from the earth!  Does the earth get mad when you toss down trash? No” he said.  “The earth is forgiving.”

Buddha has a sense of humor…..I hope.

He pointed a sharp finger to my chest. “Do you get mad when I point at you?”

“No, I said.”

“That is good.” he smiled and laughed.

“When someone is pointing one finger at you in a menacing way. They point three fingers back at themselves.”

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, you get one finger they get three. Ha, ha, ha, ha. There is no reason to get

mad.”

The teachings continued until he had to leave for other pressing monk-like duties.  I’m gong to miss my monk in the running shoes.


A Shadow Never Leaves:

“All that we are is the result of what we have thought. If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him. If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him, like a shadow that never leaves him.”
-Buddha- 

Shadows found in pool or mountain pass.

Palm Shandow


Roads Out West:

The view from the window, Billings, Montana

The snowy union of nature and man. Billings, Montana

Winter farm land near Idaho Falls.

“IN THE SKY, THERE IS NO DISTINCTION OF EAST AND WEST; PEOPLE CREATE DISTINCTIONS OUT OF THEIR OWN MINDS AND THEN BELIEVE THEM TO BE TRUE.”

-Buddha-


Meditation or Medication?

Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful. 

_Buddha_

Just thirty minutes had passed while sitting in the waiting room but with every push of the front door the heavy steps moved to the glass window of the receptionist.

The stories were strung by the same thread…the need for quality medical care and a way to pay for it.

The Chinese couple who brought in grandma with son and daughter glued to their legs with their own needs. Speaking both Mandarin and fluent English her son interpreted both for the nurse and his mother.

“No insurance?” asked the health care provider.

“It will cost about $140 to $160.00 for the visit with additional cost of tests as needed.” Without hesitation he opened his billfold.  No translation needed, this was his mom and he would do what it would take for the medical service.

The tall thin woman in jeans and black t-shirt, her skin was a pale white.  It was the type of pale that made you worry, and suggested pain.  You could only hear the muffled request of cost from the window and with her head lowered she shuffled out to the parking lot.

She was standing a flat five feet if you counted the carpet; thin and scrappy.  You could only guess that the middle-aged daughter hanging on to her arm had her hands full.

 “Fifty dollars co-pay! Hell, I’m not paying it! I’m on Medicare young lady.

I’ll just wait until next week and see my own doctor!”

“But mom you really should see_”

No!

Little more than wrinkled skin and fluttering blue cotton material was all that you could see as she hit the door.

The Meditaton Garden at St James Episcopal Church in Hyde Park, NY.

The Meditaton Garden at St James Episcopal Church in Hyde Park, NY.

“Not good, not good.” he noted with each shake of his head.

“Have people been scaring you with stories of Lime Disease?” doctor Yee asked.

“No sir, you’ll be the first.” I responded.

He smiled a warm smile and stared at what now had become a very impressive bread plate sized; rock-hard; red-to-blue; blue-to-black infection high on my leg.

He covered the mass with the palm of his hand to feel the heat and that head started to shake once again.

“Well it’s not Lime Disease, definitely not Lime Disease. But, we may have to lance it (place heart dropping pause here) but it won’t be today.” Damn that smile!

“Are you allergic to anything?” the nurse asked.

“I’ve had problems with penicillin in the past.” I answered.

“Well I guess we better not give you any in the future.” she said with a hint of glee.

“That will be $50.00!” said the women at the window.

 As I limped into the parking lot I was again struck by the need of quality medical care and blessed that I’ve been able to make those monthly cobra payments.