Monday, February 23, 2009
My sunshine doesn't come from the skies,
It comes from the love in my dog's eyes.
Sister Jane did it again. She sent me an email filled with beautiful pictures of pets with their human "siblings". I thank whomever took this picture. He or she is a very loving soul who captured the sweetness of the moment.
There were many such tender images of pets emanating unconditional love for their charges. The depth of their love is palpable. And, yes, I grudgingly admit, even from the cats!
After the last picture was this quote -
heart of every stray
singular desire to be loved.
Friday, February 20, 2009
It's all good.
You are the source of your happiness. That source is unlimited and always available.
So, tap into your joy, and shine brightly. This will allow others to shine brightly in your presence.
Genuine article to genuine article.
You will feel heaven on earth, and you will be home.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
"Patience is the companion of wisdom."
Saint Augustine (354 AD - 430 AD)
Writers write. Or, at least, that is what I was told. I have not written in awhile, but still consider myself a writer. I have always been in awe of prolific writers, such as Joyce Carol Oates, and Stephen King. They just seem to keep writing and writing, their creativity gushing endlessly.
Alas, in the here and now, I sit in my stillness, my tablet empty. Sadie, our sweet and all knowing lab, lounging on the couch beside me, says there is nothing wrong with stillness.
She suggested I search the web about stillness.
And, of course, I came upon the perfect dollop -
"Stillness is like a perfectly centered top, spinning so fast it appears motionless. It appears this way not because it isn't moving, but because it's spinning at full speed. Stillness is not the absence or negation of energy, life, or movement. Stillness is dynamic. It is unconflicted movement, life in harmony with itself, skill in action. It can be experienced whenever there is total, uninhibited, unconflicted participation in the moment you are in - when you are wholeheartedly present with whatever you are doing."
Erich Schiffmann, Moving Into Stillness, The Book
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Yes, I have posted this photograph of the nun doggie before, but I just can't help myself. The image always makes me smile. I like to think of her as Mother Superior of the Transcendent High Order of Labs. She combines two pure essences, those of the love from dogs, and the love from nuns. That together makes for a whole lot of love.
I know some really marvelous nuns. They are loving women who truly embody the essence of the divine mother.
One such nun I have been fortunate to have crossed paths with is Tenzin Ojung. We met in a Tibetan restaurant during our visit to Dharamsala. When our group entered the restaurant, I was drawn to a bright presence sitting at the corner table in the back. This bright light was a slender Caucasian woman with a shaved head, and dressed in the saffron and ochre robes of a Tibetan monk. She was a Tibetan nun. She looked over at me, smiled, and, arm outstretched, gestured for me to come over. She asked me to sit, and offered me a piece of her pizza, and some pistachios. Almost apologetic, she said she was from Italy, and missed pizza, but that the Tibetan restaurant's pizza came close. She also said she had the cook microwave the pistachios to kill any bacteria, making them safe for her to eat. Trusting her proclamation, I tasted both. And, of course, both were delicious.
She told me she always sat at the table under the framed photograph of lightning. She said her name was Ojung, which, in Tibetan, means lightning. Hence, she added, with a little upward sweep of her hand, she likes to sit below the lightning image. She told me that her birth name was Italian, but she was given the name, Ojung, when she became a nun. She received this name by His Holiness, the XIVth Dalai Lama. That is a pretty great blessing indeed.
Being in her presence, and experiencing the bright light of love and compassion that emanated from her, one could only concur with His Holiness' apt choice in name selection.
I also think it's kind of cool that her Italian name was Maria. Maria is Mary is Quan Yin is Tara is the Divine Mother. No matter what the name, the source is always the same - unconditional love. Nuns understand this. Dogs do, too.
It is our journey to embrace that way of being for ourselves, and for others. There is no greater lesson, nor none more rewarding.