...the activity of Buddhist enlightenment, the rendering of gratitude to life for life, takes place in the context of life at large, in the company of all beings.
--Kensho: The Heart Of Zen, Shambhala 1997
Looking back at myself I blush.
I have vied for dominance. To win in arguments, logics, and wits. All for naught.
I have suffered. Isolation, depravity, and hatred. All for naught.
I have fed self-pity with the moments of my life over and over again.
I have burned.
I had forgotten the face of my father.
I can see him now. Eye-ballling me with a twinkle and a smirk.
I had forgotten about gratitude. I had forgotten what a present the present was.
So much me, me, me. Trying to block out the sun with my finger. Is it silly to feel gratitude for all those mistakes and this moment now looking back?
I've always done the opposite of right. The booda came down the mountain and I climbed it.
One continuous mistake, someone said Dogen said that. Who cares. Gratitude for life to make mistakes is all the zen I need right now. Filled to the brim with this zen, knowing I'll empty it out and find a reason to b*tch once again.
How can I improve upon eternity?
I love all you sumb*tches.
Submitted November 12, 2018 at 04:53AM by -johnjones- https://ift.tt/2PlP6qR
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