today; i left an extraordinary snowshoe workout (more on that tomorrow only for WF.com Members!) up a local Sacred Peak only to return to civilization with an abunDance of…
see my Teaching Blog of September 30 for the previous Chapter of this original story which i used to tell my pet Wolf beneath a canopy of San Juan stars on chilly, if not freezing, October nights like this one…
Cha’tima slowed her speak, “the dharma is not the easy Path, it is the warrior path which is far more difficult, more steep, more unforgiving than all paths possible…why are you so interested in knowing of this impossibly difficult Path, my treasured young one?”
“Because,” replied Aditisan, “i know this Path is mine!”
“Very well,” said Cha’tima, “I will do my best to impart to you now the Warrior Path which your Father transmitted to me many moons ago…”
“My father?” shrieked Aditisan, “please tell me more!”
Aditisan’s first words were, “Why does everything sound soooo beautiful?” Aditisan, of course, was referring to the natural sounds of the varied birdsongs tap dancing across the tapestry of Brother Wind and of the song of the Sacred Headwaters rushing south through granite canyons as if intent upon meeting a much, much Higher appointment.
pic: Harvest Moon outside my Temple H(om)e Office…a story i used to tell to my pet wolf as we lay beside Junction Creek beneath a canopy of scintillating stars beneath the Sacred Peak of Dibé Nitsaa….it goes something like this:
many many moons ago, in the high peaks of the Mountain Utes, there lived two mountains, indescribably beautiful. one was yang…he rested in full sunshine most of the year and all eyes of all animals were transported to his sharp yet gracefully intimidating summit spire. the other mountain was yin…she seemed to shy away from Grandfather Sky’s warm reach preferring to remain in moist shade. they fell in love and through their lovemaking which all other beings, including the Mountain Utes, felt as a series of earthquakes. a magnificent child mountain was soon born, whom they called, Aditisan (Navajo for Listener)
In my line of Service,
hec, in my personal life…
double hec; in the karmic/samskaric lives of all Beings;
there is tremendous suffering.
you don’t need to look far to find suffering. it’s already within. just try softening the tightness in our own hips, for instance…
“Be kind to everyone,” taught Buddha, “for everyone is having a difficult time.”
Here is a Practice from my own Teacher i engage to help elevate my efforts compassion for self and others who are suffering;
My delight in death is far, far greater than
The delight of traders at making vast fortunes at sea,
Or the lords of the gods who vaunt their victory in battle;
Or of those sages who have entered the rapture of perfect absorption…
There are no shortcuts around the realization that we are all children of Father Sky and Mother Earth. When rain falls, it falls on everyone without condition or opinion.