Tag: hunger

  • Satisfaction

     From: The Wisdom of No Escape

    By Pema Chödrön

    It’s very helpful to realize that being here, sitting in meditation, doing simple everyday things like working, walking outside, talking with people, bathing, using the toilet, and eating, is actually all that we need to be fully awake, fully alive, fully human. It’s also helpful to realize that this body that we have, this very body that’s sitting here right now on this shrine room floor, this very body that perhaps aches because it’s only day two of the dathun, and this mind that we have at this very moment, are exactly what we need to be fully human, fully awake, and fully alive. Furthermore, the emotions that we have right now, the negativity and the positivity, are what we actually need. It is just as if we had looked around to find out what would be the greatest wealth that we could possibly possess in order to lead a decent, good, completely fulfilling, energetic, inspired life, and found it all right here.

    Being satisfied with what we already have is a magical golden key to being alive in a full, unrestricted, and inspired way. One of the major obstacles to what is traditionally called enlightenment is resentment, feeling cheated, holding a grudge about who you are, where you are, what you are. This is why we talk so much about making friends with ourselves, because, for some reason or other, we don’t feel that kind of satisfaction in a full and complete way. Meditation is a process of lightening up, of trusting the basic goodness of what we have and who we are, and of realizing that any wisdom that exists, exists in what we already have. Our wisdom is all mixed up with what we call our neurosis. Our brilliance, our juiciness, our spiciness, is all mixed up with our craziness and our confusion, and therefore it doesn’t do any good to try to get rid of our so-called negative aspects, because in that process we also get rid of our basic wonderfulness. We can lead our life so as to become more awake to who we are and what we’re doing rather than trying to improve or change or get rid of who we are or what we’re doing. The key is to wake up, to become more alert, more inquisitive and curious about ourselves.

    While we are sitting in meditation, we are simply exploring humanity and all of creation in the form of ourselves. We can become the world’s greatest experts on anger, jealousy, and self deprecation, as well as on joyfulness, clarity, and insight. Everything that human beings feel, we feel. We can become extremely wise and sensitive to all of humanity and the whole universe simply by knowing ourselves, just as we are.

    We’re talking about loving-kindness again, in a slightly different way. The ground of loving-kindness is this sense of satisfaction with who we are and what we have. The path is a sense of wonder, becoming a two- or three-year-old child again, wanting to know all the unknowable things, beginning to question everything. We know we’re never really going to find the answers, because these kinds of questions come from having a hunger and a passion for life-they have nothing to do with resolving anything or tying it all up into a neat little package. This kind of questioning is the journey itself. The fruition lies in beginning to realize our kinship with all humanity. We realize that we have a share in whatever everyone else has and is. Our journey of making friends with ourselves is not a selfish thing. We’re not trying to get all the goodies for ourselves. It’s a process of developing loving-kindness and a true understanding for other people as well.

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  • Closer To Fine

    Song Lyrics on Allspirit

    Indigo Girls
    Words and music Emily Saliers

    I’m trying to tell you something about my life
    maybe give me insight between black and white
    and the best thing you’ve ever done for me
    is to help me take my life less seriously
    it’s only life after all
    yeah

    well darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable
    and lightness has a call that’s hard to hear
    I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
    I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it
    I’m crawling on your shores

    I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
    I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
    there’s more than one answer to these questions
    pointing me in a crooked line
    and the less I seek my source for some definitive
    (the less I seek my source)
    the closer I am to fine
    the closer I am to fine

    and I went to see the doctor of philosophy
    with a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
    he never did marry or see a b-grade movie
    he graded my performance, he said he could see through me
    I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind
    got my paper and I was free

    I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
    I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
    there’s more than one answer to these questions
    pointing me in a crooked line
    the less I seek my source for some definitive
    (the less I seek my source)
    the closer I am to fine
    the closer I am to fine

    I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
    to seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
    and I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
    twice as cloudy as I’d been the night before
    and I went in seeking clarity.

    I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
    I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
    yeah we go to the doctor, we go to the mountains
    we look to the children, we drink from the fountains
    yeah we go to the bible, we go through the workout
    we read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
    there’s more than one answer to these questions
    pointing me in a crooked line
    the less I seek my source for some definitive
    (the less I seek my source)
    the closer I am to fine
    the closer I am to fine
    the closer I am to fine

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  • The Rose

    Bette Midler
    Written by Amanda McBroom

    Some say love, it is a river
    that drowns the tender reed.
    Some say love, it is a razor
    that leaves your soul to bleed.
    Some say love, it is a hunger,
    an endless aching need.
    I say love, it is a flower,
    and you its only seed.

    It’s the heart afraid of breaking
    that never learns to dance.
    It’s the dream afraid of waking
    that never takes the chance.
    It’s the one who won’t be taken,
    who cannot seem to give,
    and the soul afraid of dying
    that never learns to live.

    When the night has been too lonely
    and the road has been too long,
    and you think that love is only
    for the lucky and the strong,
    just remember in the winter
    far beneath the bitter snows
    lies the seed that with the sun’s love
    in the spring becomes the rose.

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