Look at the real nature of the harm that is done to you.
It is as elusive as a drawing on water.
Let your resentment subside by itself.
When the stormy waves of thoughts have vanished, the mind becomes like the
cloudless sky that has nothing to win or lose.
~ Shechen Gyaltsap
theg pa chen po'i blo sbyong gi man ngag zab don sbrang rtsi'i bum bzang, pp. 441-444.
SHECHEN GYALTSAP (1871-1926)
Monday, November 24, 2014
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Silence is the universal refuge, the sequel to all dull discourses and all foolish acts, balm to our every chagrin, as welcome after satiety as after disappointment.
Silence is the communing of a conscious soul with itself. If the soul attends for a moment to its own infinity, then and there is silence. She is audible to all men, at all times, in all places, and if we will we may always hearken to her admonitions.
- Henry David Thoreau
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