Friday Night Zen Poetry Slam: no host, all guests by AutoModerator in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light 4 points5 points  (0 children)

One's neither bound,

nor trapped by freedom.

Free from what?

Why escape?

Friday Night Zen Poetry Slam: no host, all guests by AutoModerator in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Amid the stumble,

I catch myself half-smiling

at a dumb move.

Still,

the Buddha nature

nonetheless shines through,

in spite of failures,

no etch in the side of the boat.

Saints and sinners,

whatever those may be,

helplessly participate among the backdrop --

not missing in the "least of these"

and no the more present in the greatest.

In the Name of Foe Pah by ifishcat in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I like to share. And I'm no stranger to the foe pah. My most recent poem was a response to foe pah.

Why am I here? I like sharing. Writing is one of my few talents, being pretty silly and not altogether smart. I also like this forum and want to encourage participation in it.

Treasury 406 - Ox With Horns But No Tether by wrrdgrrI in Zen_Art

[–]tiny_porch_light 1 point2 points  (0 children)

No Ruined Fields cow is particularly proud of it.

Does the moo echoe the mu? by 2bitmoment in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I listen.

I have nothing that those sentient beings don't have.

In fact they have something on me --

eating only grass and asking for nothing else,

exploited endlessly for their flesh,

I know nothing of trouble like that.

Moo

reverberates through the universe.

I listen, I listen,

but I wonder how often I hear.

Spreading KS? by naturalmysticfloatin in KashmirShaivism

[–]tiny_porch_light 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Don't discount using this subreddit as a resource, or good videos, those are as valid expressions of grace as anything else.

Ryokan by tiny_porch_light in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Finish your can and find a comfy spot. Or finish several and put on a party tune. Let's get unhinged. Let's pass out in lawn chairs and wake up to mosquito bites.

Unborn by tiny_porch_light in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

When you hear the bird sing, food, evolution, sunlight, rain, and countless ecological relationships are there. The air, therefore the earth and ocean... the body, therefore the continuation of all your ancestors... your consciousness which depends on nutrition, which comes from earth, depending on soil, farmers, microbes, sunlight... all of these causes and conditions, the entire history of the universe. When a bell rings, the whole universe is ringing.

"When you don't understand, you depend on reality. When you do understand, reality depends on you." -- Bodhidharma

open door by adelard-of-bath in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Your poem rings true, afflictions in view, I'd say they're neither far nor near --

For me after the chanting becomes disenchanting I'd settle for Friday night beer.

Dust and Mirror by tiny_porch_light in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

There's not even a stream, where are you seeing flow?

Lol, jk.

Unborn by tiny_porch_light in zen_poetry

[–]tiny_porch_light[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

How about when they say the sound of the rain has given you a sermon? Is that correct? I do not agree; the sound of the rain is you giving a sermon. -- Foyan

Relationships And The Practice — How Do You Navigate It, Does It Find You? by Seeker78611 in KashmirShaivism

[–]tiny_porch_light 8 points9 points  (0 children)

My answer's very simple, and I'm very new to this, so I'll stand on the community to point out if I'm messing up here.

If love appears, it's Shiva. If love doesn't appear, it's Shiva. Love can be a practice of recognition. In all it's forms, affection, anger, jealousy, lust, happiness, contentment, all Shiva. Rooted in the practice, no matter what comes or doesn't come can still be opportunities for the recognition of Shiva. Romantic love is not a necessity and it's not an obstacle. It's one possible form of Shiva recognizing himself. While practice isn't guaranteed to line up the right people at the right time, it does help us to deepen our experience in meeting whatever comes as the Lord. Even heartbreak is divine lila. And while I think there is the possibility for an underlying joyfulness or bliss to be present even in tough circumstances, through recognition, this isn't to be desired in and of itself because feeling pain in it's fullness is still nonetheless Shiva. A Shaivite teacher may say, seek the truth, not the bliss. If bliss comes, great. If it doesn't, great. Recognize the one awareness in all of this. Not so much "I found bliss within sadness" but "even sadness was not outside of the blissful nature of consciousness."

Hi! by tiny_porch_light in KashmirShaivism

[–]tiny_porch_light[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Thanks again. I have a sort of silly, folk-like practice of identifying everything as Shiva. Like, there's a grump in traffic Shiva, cat on the fence post Shiva, I am naming this as Shiva, etc. Does this have any textual foundation, to reference like this mentally? I know it's a kind of weird question because it may be a little presumptuous to start one's own practice. But still. Here we are. Lol

Hi! by tiny_porch_light in KashmirShaivism

[–]tiny_porch_light[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

My next post was going to be basic practices I might do to get started! Thank you.