Kris, I laugh a lot. Can't remember the last time i cried tho. I've experienced the odd tear now and again, but a full blown cry...? Honestly can't remember.
Mike ________________________________ From: Kristopher Grey <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Monday, 3 September 2012, 1:21 Subject: Re: [Zen] Re: " dancing with the daffodils" Perhaps. Perhaps not. Think what you will. You have no other choice, nor do I. Any understaning of this, "tacit" or otherwise, a delusion. No problem, as long as you and I can still laugh and cry. KG On 9/2/2012 5:35 PM, mike brown wrote: >Kris, > > >Don't we come here with the tacit understanding that any words used here >cannot capture the ineffable? I think you know exactly what I mean, you >rascal. > > > >Mike > > > > > > > > >________________________________ > From: Kristopher Grey <[email protected]> >To: [email protected] >Sent: Sunday, 2 September 2012, 20:11 >Subject: Re: [Zen] Re: " dancing with the daffodils" > > > >Self appears/is born. No-self doesn't appear/is unborn. Realize these are but >aspects of mind, no difference. > >KG > > >On 9/2/2012 12:05 PM, mike brown wrote: > > >>Kris, >> >> >>Very good! You must have given that a lot of thought ; ) >> >> >>>Self can be found nowhere else >> >> >>Of course. Self/Buddha Nature/Awareness is unborn (and therefore never dies) >>and so is ever present regardless of what we are thinking/doing. But >>suffering arises when we think there is an independent 'I' having those >>thoughts. That we have this Realisation is the difference. How this >>Realisation manifests is unimportant. For some it will be sudden for others >>gradual. But you're correct that Self alwaysis. >> >> >>Mke >> >> >> >> >>________________________________ >> From: Kristopher Grey <[email protected]> >>To: [email protected] >>Sent: Sunday, 2 September 2012, 15:42 >>Subject: Re: [Zen] Re: " dancing with the daffodils" >> >> >> >>On 9/2/2012 7:05 AM, mike brown wrote: >>> But if you do find yourself thinking, just come back gently to the breath. >> >>A tri-ku for you: >> >>With each rise and fall >>The breath is grasped and released >>Each, a birth and death >> >>Immersed in thinking >>Self can be found nowhere else >>Always lost in thought >> >>Mind, a stream of thought >>Following, or flowing by >>The way, like water >> >> >> > > >
