The heart beats. The blood moves. The lungs breathe.
Of that I am certain.
The beat of the heart is felt as a body-rippling pulse, not necessarily situated in a single location. One doesn’t feel it as rhythmic ‘beats’, but as a flowing movement.
The wave of the blood is felt as something energized, as if it carries electricity. It is constricted by spatial limitations, but those same limitations bring sensitivity to the organism.
The wind of the lungs is spiritus of the phenomenal. A beautiful combination of two physical elements, it inhales clarity and exhales confusion. One must dig deep to breathe fully.
Takuin is a limited creation, but its reach goes far beyond the physical. The beat of the heart is not merely confined to the chest, nor the blood to the veins, nor the breath to the lungs.
It can touch beyond the known, but only for an instant…an instant that never truly ends.
Never slowing, growing tired, or resisting the natural movement of life. It flows and flows and will continue to do so, until it doesn’t.
In the end, not a trace will remain.
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I don’t think I have mentioned this before, but these Sitting posts ( Sitting #1, Sitting #2, Sitting #3 ) all occur while ‘sitting’ (but you do not have to be sitting in order to sit).
I use the term sitting the way others might use meditation, although I do not meditate in any sort of traditional style. And it most often happens while walking, and not sitting…
…however, this particular post happened while sitting.
This is beautiful , Takuin.
To sit like this, what joy
Thank you very much, Uzma…
Very nice. I like Adyshanti’s sitting as well. Sitting is allowing.
Thank you, Kaushik.
I’m not at all familiar with Adyashanti’s way of sitting. Is that what he says, Sitting is allowing? Or is there something more to it than that? I am curious to find out.
http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Adyashantis-Meditation-Allowing-Everything-to-Be-As-It-Is
Also his book: True Meditation
Thank you, Kaushik. I’ll take a look at these when I have a chance.
Thank you very much!
Nice tip, Kaushik
There’s a batch of them on the site, including 2 by Adyashanti and 3 by Thich Hnat Hanh.
http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Audio-Meditations-for-Finding-Inner-Peace/1
If you’d like the actual MP3 file, Go to View, Page Source. Search for mp3 (the first). Select the entire URL and paste that into your browser address bar. It will then let you download it.
We could say Sitting With. Observing what is at hand.
Sometimes, people describe sitting with an idea or feeling, letting it digest or percolate. Seeing what arises. I do this. But there is another value, just sitting with what is. Simpler. Observing what is there. It’s surprising what you might find.
Funny that we can spend a life and never stop to notice what is right here. And yet, what else is there?
Davidya,
I like that. There is no real indication, in those words, that the sitter is actually doing something, or trying to make something happen. With what is at hand…it is beyond any choice we may feel we have.
Sitting with an idea is also nice. When this seems to happen to me, it is out of curiosity more than anything else. I actually have another post planned on that subject, but it may end up having more to do with memory. I won’t know until I actually do it.
Good day Takuin,
All that is Certain, Nature does itself and did not leave it up to lives.
Just like flickering of eyelids are so automatic /unconscious, just think that if we have to remember to flicker our eyelids every 3-5 seconds, lives will so busy doing natures job and would not be able to think the way we have created thoughts.
Thank you.
Thank you, Niten.
I like this. Very nice. The body does as nature does, and vice-versa…
Hi Takuin,
I would like to share one Tibetian/Tibetan story, which may send some signals to our thoughts, (which are not our & we try to control it)
There was a big Jungle and the Jungle had all kinds of animal and lives. The King of mosquito also lived there, He had a habit to change his palace/location more often.(may be because of fear to get capture/kill) His army were looking for new place to make his next Palace, one time they have chosen elephant ear. Minister knocked the door to new palace and there was no reply, did three times, assumed that permission had granted. Finally the King of Mosquito settle down to new palace. As usual time to make new palace, so the King empty the palace and knocked the door again to thanks the owner of palace, (The Elephant) saying that, I am thank full to you and I/we have made your property more worthy after my few years residency. After third trial the elephant hear something and understood that this creature had live within me for few years and now is thanks for that. So Elephant said to him ” My dear guest, I have no idea that when did you come, how much did you lived, what did you do and where will you go? it does not matter what so ever to me.”
In the Moral: The Elephant is the Universe (we have named it) and the Mosquito isMankind.
Does it really matter what we thing & how do we thing, it’s all for the mind? The way of thinking makes our thought the way we want our thought to be…!..?
I have written my thoughts best I could. Thanks for reading.
Nitin
Thank you very much, Nitin.
The nice thing about these kind of stories is, we could substitute myriad things for both the elephant and the mosquito. It could be Universe/Mankind, as you’ve said, or Liberation/Thought, Enlightenment/Seeker, and so on.
Or perhaps the elephant is life, and the mosquito is our effort to live? I like that one…
My typo mistake in previous story,,,,
it should read Elephant’s EAR instead of eye…
please read it with correction. Thanks.
Nitin
I edited it for you…
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