If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him.
Find the one whose eyes are like blazing suns,
that make you look away the first time,
that pierce right through you,
blinding you to everything but the moment,
melting you into a puddle of soft pastel light,
even though you cringe at the color, pink.
The one who stops your thinking,
who sends your lashes fluttering
and all the blood rushing to your cheeks.
The slow-to-speak-one,
whose smile is like a flute,
who summons honey bee songs,
blossom songs and morning bird songs
with his listening.
The fallen-sky-one with the mark on his back,
where he lost his feathers from flying too close to a star.
The broken one in search of his wings,
who tells you the story of how to make fire.
If you want to change the world, love a man
beyond your fear of being burned.
Beyond unforgiveness and the walls you’ve built
to protect your sovereignity and anonymity.
Love him beyond old wounds and lies
you believed to be truth,
the hole in your heart from an absent father,
the scar on your sacred flower left by thieves.
Beyond past lives and the memory
you keep like a shrine to betrayal
when you fell to your knees in the ashes of your village,
and love became a field of bones.
Lift your darkened face to him who stands before you.
Take his hand and let him raise you to your feet.
Trust him to hold you as you tremble and weep in his arms for all that has been lost and found in this holy instant.
If you want to change the world, love a man
Beyond your faithlessness
and your secret hatred of humanity
Beyond all your judgment and self righteous projection.
The stone on your heart is as ancient
as the thought that you had to deny His existence
to know your power.
You are no less God than you ever were.
Man is no more guilty than Woman is innocent.
Love him for bearing the burden of desire in his sex
so your temple could remain whole unto itself-
for taking on the split aspect of mind
that seemed to abandon the oneness of heaven
so that you might know the joy of Its extension.
Love the ecstatic, primal root
castrated by religion as the root of all evil-
the channel of divine creative impulse-
that sparks the seeds of life, death and birth
from the womb of space and time.
Love the humble guardian and warrior
Man has been to Woman
even as he hunts her,
even in his drive towards self gratification,
which ultimately is the portal to soul union.
Love the violator who holds the mirror
to everything you have disowned within yourself-
so that all your desire, your creative impulse
may be freed
from the chains of separation, lack and guilt
and you can finally trust your Self.
If you want to change the world, love a man
in all his instinctual animal nature,
in all his hunger and devotion to beauty.
Love him beyond your vanity and pridefulness,
your gilded possessiveness and need to special-
beyond your well thought out conditions for safety
and all your concepts of how a man
should be in relationship.
Love him beyond your anger at not getting your way,
beyond your terror of not knowing or being in control.
Love him in his relentless pursuit
to penetrate the deepest sanctuaries within you,
that hold the chaos of your strongest emotions,
your carefully guarded secrets of separation
between light and dark, virgin and whore,
man and woman, spirit and form.
Love him for opening the door to sensuality,
to your primordial self that is beyond duality,
for binding you to pleasure
even as the air closes in around you,
even as you writhe with madness,
cursing your incarnation as the enemy-
even as you contract and claw,
crying out in despair, such joy it brings.
Love him for not yielding
to your resistance to surrender-
for standing in his masculine power
even as you threaten to destroy him.
If you want to change the world, love your man
for leaving you to live his purpose,
whether it’s for a day, a week, months or years.
Love him for breaking his own heart over and over-
for holding the tension and balance
of polarity and intimacy,
of distance and closeness.
Love his need for silence and solace-
for keeping some of his mystery to himself-
not that he has anything to hide,
but so you will always have surprises!
Love his evolutionary nature
that seeks new experiences,
that can never be satisfied-
for his boundless curiosity,
that if allowed to be free
might be your own liberation
from complacency.
Love him for shining independently
from the seat of his own majesty-
for not needing, yet choosing you
from a place of knowing his magnificence.
Love him for being your patient direction and destiny-
for returning to you
your own brightness through the dark night-
for helping you to remember
the one and only relationship you’ve ever had
and tried to forget-
for bringing you to that vulnerable, powerless
abiding place of surrender
you’ve been afraid of and waiting for all your life-
where you can finally be consumed by Love-
where you can finally be claimed by God.
http://lisacitore.com/if-you-want-to-change-the-world-love-a-man/
Haciendo la diferencia. Making the difference.
Monday, February 10, 2014
No te enamores
No te enamores de una mujer que lee, de una mujer que siente demasiado, de una mujer que escribe...
No te enamores de una mujer culta, maga, delirante, loca.
No te enamores de una mujer que piensa, que sabe lo que sabe y además sabe volar; una mujer segura de sí misma.
No te enamores de una mujer que se ríe o llora haciendo el amor, que sabe convertir en espíritu su carne; y mucho menos de una que ame la poesía (esas son las más peligrosas), o que se quede media hora contemplando una pintura y no sepa vivir sin la música.
No te enamores de una mujer a la que le interese la política y que sea rebelde y sienta un inmenso horror por las injusticias.
Una que no le guste para nada ver televisión.
Ni de una mujer que es bella sin importar las características de su cara y de su cuerpo.
No te enamores de una mujer intensa, lúdica, lúcida e irreverente.
No quieras enamorarte de una mujer así.
Porque cuando te enamoras de una mujer como esa, se quede ella contigo o no, te ame ella o no, de ella, de una mujer así, JAMAS se regresa.
(Martha Rivera Garrido, poeta dominicana)
No te enamores de una mujer culta, maga, delirante, loca.
No te enamores de una mujer que piensa, que sabe lo que sabe y además sabe volar; una mujer segura de sí misma.
No te enamores de una mujer que se ríe o llora haciendo el amor, que sabe convertir en espíritu su carne; y mucho menos de una que ame la poesía (esas son las más peligrosas), o que se quede media hora contemplando una pintura y no sepa vivir sin la música.
No te enamores de una mujer a la que le interese la política y que sea rebelde y sienta un inmenso horror por las injusticias.
Una que no le guste para nada ver televisión.
Ni de una mujer que es bella sin importar las características de su cara y de su cuerpo.
No te enamores de una mujer intensa, lúdica, lúcida e irreverente.
No quieras enamorarte de una mujer así.
Porque cuando te enamoras de una mujer como esa, se quede ella contigo o no, te ame ella o no, de ella, de una mujer así, JAMAS se regresa.
(Martha Rivera Garrido, poeta dominicana)
Friday, July 26, 2013
Bendita eres Mujer - Mónica Glusman
Bendita eres Mujer,
porque tú eres la puerta
del verdadero Templo:
la Tierra misma;
cáliz rojizo que contiene la danza del océano;
espejo mágico que refleja el titilar de las estrellas;
cálido nido para los nuevos seres;
caldero y fuego para curar heridas.
Doncella
Madre
Anciana
Bruja
Eres redonda y cambiante
como los ciclos
de la Luna.
Eres sagrada, mujer.
Eres la memoria antigua,
guardiana de la Paz,
cuidadora ancestral
de la Vida y sus ciclos.
Extractos del Libro El Oráculo de la Mujer Sagrada, de Mónica Glusman © 2006-2009
porque tú eres la puerta
del verdadero Templo:
la Tierra misma;
cáliz rojizo que contiene la danza del océano;
espejo mágico que refleja el titilar de las estrellas;
cálido nido para los nuevos seres;
caldero y fuego para curar heridas.
Doncella
Madre
Anciana
Bruja
Eres redonda y cambiante
como los ciclos
de la Luna.
Eres sagrada, mujer.
Eres la memoria antigua,
guardiana de la Paz,
cuidadora ancestral
de la Vida y sus ciclos.
Extractos del Libro El Oráculo de la Mujer Sagrada, de Mónica Glusman © 2006-2009
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Carta de un padre a su hija
Querida Cutie-Pie,
Recientemente, tu madre y yo estábamos buscando algo en Google. A la mitad de escribir la pregunta, Google nos mostró una lista con las búsquedas más populares en el mundo. La búsqueda más popular en la lista era “Cómo mantenerlo interesado”.
Me sorprendió. Revisé varios artículos de la incontable cantidad que aparecieron acerca de cómo ser sexy y sexual, cuándo llevarle una cerveza en vez de un sándwich y las formas de hacerlo sentir más inteligente y superior.
Me enfurecí.
Pequeña, esto no es, nunca ha sido y nunca será tu trabajo -“mantenerlo interesado”.
Pequeña, tu única tarea es saber muy dentro de tu alma –en ese lugar inquebrantable que no se transforma por el rechazo, la pérdida o el ego- que tú eres digna de interés. (Si puedes recordar que todos también son dignos de interés, estarás por ganar la batalla de tu vida. Pero esa es otra carta para otro día.)
Si puedes estar segura de que vales en este sentido, serás atractiva en la manera más importante del mundo: atraerás a un chico que sea digno de tu interés y que también querrá pasar su vida invirtiendo todo su interés en ti.
Pequeña, quiero decirte algo acerca del hombre que no necesita que lo mantengan interesado, porque él sabe que tú eres interesante:
No me importa que ponga los codos en la mesa –siempre y cuando él ponga sus ojos en la manera en que tu nariz se frunce cuando sonríes. Y que luego no puede dejar de ver.
No me importa si no puede jugar golf conmigo –siempre y cuando él pueda jugar con los hijos que le des y disfrute todas las formas gloriosas y frustrantes en las que se parecen tanto a ti.
No me importa que no persiga el dinero –siempre y cuando él persiga su corazón y siempre lo lleve de vuelta a ti.
No me importa si es fuerte –siempre y cuando él te de espacio para ejercitar la fuerza que hay en tu corazón.
No me podría importar menos si vota –siempre y cuando se levante cada mañana y te elija un lugar de honor en tu casa y un lugar para venerarte en su corazón.
No me importa el color de su piel –siempre y cuando el pinte el lienzo de sus vidas con pinceladas de paciencia, sacrificio, vulnerabilidad y ternura.
No me importa si fue educado en esta religión o en otra o en ninguna –siempre y cuando haya sido educado para valorar lo sagrado y para saber que cada momento de la vida y cada momento que pase contigo es algo profundamente sagrado.
Al final pequeña, si te topas con un hombre como ese y parece que él y yo no tenemos nada en común, en realidad tendremos en común lo más importante:
Tú.
Porque al final, pequeña, la única cosa que debes hacer para “mantenerlo interesado” es ser tú misma.
Tu hombre eternamente interesado
Papá.
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No sé la fuente. Tomado de: http://www.actitudfem.com/hogar/articulo/papa-e-hijas-lo-que-esperan-de-tu-esposo
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Mujeres imperfectas por Ada Luz Márquez
ODA A LA MUJER IMPERFECTA
Las mujeres imperfectas aman sus cuerpos, sus ciclos y lunas, con todas sus peculiaridades, tesoros y misterios.
Las mujeres imperfectas muestran con orgullo y honor las arrugas y las cicatrices, porque son las marcas que las recuerdan que fueron, son y serán más grandes que el dolor.
Las mujeres imperfectas se atreven a soñar en voz alta, avanzan al mismo paso desde distintas esferas, crean un lienzo nuevo donde todos los colores son necesarios y aceptan sus errores como forma valiosa de aprendizaje.
Las mujeres imperfectas respetan toda forma de vida y exigen de la misma manera respeto y justicia por la suya.
Las mujeres imperfectas llevan raíces en sus pies, ancladas a la Madre Tierra. Llevan en sus pasos a sus ancestras, hermanas, hijas y nietas. Bailan alrededor de las hogueras para mantener viva la llama de todas las mujeres que fueron quemadas en ellas por ser más imperfectas “de la cuenta”.
Las mujeres imperfectas celebran el inmenso regalo que les ha dado la vida al ser mujeres, gozan de su sexualidad y defienden el derecho vital de ser dueñas de sus cuerpos y sus vidas.
Las mujeres imperfectas se honran unas a otras, se dan la mano y el hombro, celebran los éxitos de las demás como si fueran suyos y lloran la lágrima de las demás como si las hirieran a ellas mismas.
Las mujeres imperfectas se rodean de hombres imperfectos, hombres sensibles, amorosos y despiertos que caminan al mismo paso, en el mismo sendero.
Las mujeres imperfectas aprenden a sentir la menstruación como un don que las convierte en dadoras de vida, como una poderosa apertura a otros mundos. Comprenden el dolor menstrual como un dolor muy antiguo de las mujeres que las precedieron por muchas generaciones y que supone la reconciliación con su útero y el útero de la madre tierra. Las mujeres imperfectas comienzan a recordar que su sangre no es basura, su sangre es sagrada y trae consigo la alquimia de la vida.
Las mujeres imperfectas levantan la voz por la femineidad muda en justicia y en derechos, por los sueños mutilados, las manos atadas por la Historia y la boca sellada por la tiranía; porque el silencio sometido contiene el grito de todas las mujeres y el grito de una sola mujer contiene el eco de todos los cantos, el cielo de todos los vuelos, la simiente de todas las flores.
En sus vientres traen un canto antiguo y una esperanza gestante. Vienen pariendo estrellas a este tiempo tan hambriento de luz.
Las mujeres imperfectas dicen bien alto que no tienen miedo, caminan sin temor y sin amnesia por un mundo lleno de miedo a las mujeres sin miedo.
Las mujeres imperfectas no son propiedad de nadie más que de sí mismas, no forman parte del masculino genérico, ni son costilla de nadie, ni objeto de deseo, ni son invisibles. Son mujeres y quieren ser nombradas como tal.
Las mujeres imperfectas son increíblemente perfectas cuando se atreven a ser imperfectas, cuando se atreven a ser quien las dé la gana ser, cuando se atreven a ser, sin más ni menos, a ser.
Las mujeres imperfectas comienzan a sentir la llamada, a reencontrarse con otras mujeres imperfectas donde se recuerdan todo aquello que el alma no debe olvidar.
Se recuerdan que no están solas, que nunca lo estuvieron; que nunca lo estarán.
Porque ser imperfectas las hace únicas, ser imperfectas las hace, al mundo, a ellos y a ellas, LIBRES.
Fuente: Ada Luz Márquez
Las mujeres imperfectas aman sus cuerpos, sus ciclos y lunas, con todas sus peculiaridades, tesoros y misterios.
Las mujeres imperfectas muestran con orgullo y honor las arrugas y las cicatrices, porque son las marcas que las recuerdan que fueron, son y serán más grandes que el dolor.
Las mujeres imperfectas se atreven a soñar en voz alta, avanzan al mismo paso desde distintas esferas, crean un lienzo nuevo donde todos los colores son necesarios y aceptan sus errores como forma valiosa de aprendizaje.
Las mujeres imperfectas respetan toda forma de vida y exigen de la misma manera respeto y justicia por la suya.
Las mujeres imperfectas llevan raíces en sus pies, ancladas a la Madre Tierra. Llevan en sus pasos a sus ancestras, hermanas, hijas y nietas. Bailan alrededor de las hogueras para mantener viva la llama de todas las mujeres que fueron quemadas en ellas por ser más imperfectas “de la cuenta”.
Las mujeres imperfectas celebran el inmenso regalo que les ha dado la vida al ser mujeres, gozan de su sexualidad y defienden el derecho vital de ser dueñas de sus cuerpos y sus vidas.
Las mujeres imperfectas se honran unas a otras, se dan la mano y el hombro, celebran los éxitos de las demás como si fueran suyos y lloran la lágrima de las demás como si las hirieran a ellas mismas.
Las mujeres imperfectas se rodean de hombres imperfectos, hombres sensibles, amorosos y despiertos que caminan al mismo paso, en el mismo sendero.
Las mujeres imperfectas aprenden a sentir la menstruación como un don que las convierte en dadoras de vida, como una poderosa apertura a otros mundos. Comprenden el dolor menstrual como un dolor muy antiguo de las mujeres que las precedieron por muchas generaciones y que supone la reconciliación con su útero y el útero de la madre tierra. Las mujeres imperfectas comienzan a recordar que su sangre no es basura, su sangre es sagrada y trae consigo la alquimia de la vida.
Las mujeres imperfectas levantan la voz por la femineidad muda en justicia y en derechos, por los sueños mutilados, las manos atadas por la Historia y la boca sellada por la tiranía; porque el silencio sometido contiene el grito de todas las mujeres y el grito de una sola mujer contiene el eco de todos los cantos, el cielo de todos los vuelos, la simiente de todas las flores.
En sus vientres traen un canto antiguo y una esperanza gestante. Vienen pariendo estrellas a este tiempo tan hambriento de luz.
Las mujeres imperfectas dicen bien alto que no tienen miedo, caminan sin temor y sin amnesia por un mundo lleno de miedo a las mujeres sin miedo.
Las mujeres imperfectas no son propiedad de nadie más que de sí mismas, no forman parte del masculino genérico, ni son costilla de nadie, ni objeto de deseo, ni son invisibles. Son mujeres y quieren ser nombradas como tal.
Las mujeres imperfectas son increíblemente perfectas cuando se atreven a ser imperfectas, cuando se atreven a ser quien las dé la gana ser, cuando se atreven a ser, sin más ni menos, a ser.
Las mujeres imperfectas comienzan a sentir la llamada, a reencontrarse con otras mujeres imperfectas donde se recuerdan todo aquello que el alma no debe olvidar.
Se recuerdan que no están solas, que nunca lo estuvieron; que nunca lo estarán.
Porque ser imperfectas las hace únicas, ser imperfectas las hace, al mundo, a ellos y a ellas, LIBRES.
Fuente: Ada Luz Márquez
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Re-connect: Manifesting your dreams
Today, someone asked about the differences between and fantasy and manifesting our dreams. I for me a fantasy is not guided, is something that happens naturally, an expression of our desires.
Manifesting has very concrete steps, they are deliberated:
Your prayer is not to ask for what you want, the Spirit knows that, you prayer is needed to change your attitude towards acceptation and receptivity.
Manifesting has very concrete steps, they are deliberated:
- you dream/vision what you want - create a mental picture
- you use spoken words to define your ideal situation - taking care of not putting limits to the Spirit and or describe how things will happen
- you trust the Spirit - what you asked for will be granted, and this also means that you behave as if you have it already
- you understand that you are an expression of the Divine and interconnected with everything and everyone. Also, taht you deserve what you want and that this is a world of abundance
- you repeat the affirmations for some time (in my case for a month) until it resonates within you
- finally, you keep this process private (do not share it with other, as this will "dilute" your energy) and you let go the process
Your prayer is not to ask for what you want, the Spirit knows that, you prayer is needed to change your attitude towards acceptation and receptivity.
We need to thank first for
something we haven't seen manifested yet in the reality. Everything
we need has been given already.
It is important to remember that the divine law doesn't
accept failures or defects. There is only perfection in the spiritual
world. We're spiritual beings,
children of spiritual beings: we're not separated from them. Abundance is part of our divine legacy.
As Louise Hay says, the more you connect to
the Power within you, the more you can be free in all areas of your
life.
Shamans say that co-creating has two parts: the intention and the attention.
The intention is the vision, the signals of what you want to manifest. The definition of the
objective as clear as possible, but without adding the how. The Spirit has its own ways of working.
Then, the attention component involves being attuned with the Spirit, a daily request during
meditation (or at a special moment), the repetition of the same
prayer, and finally, faith and trust that what you asked exists already in the spiritual world.
A metaphysical law says that you
will receive what you're certain you want. It will be given as much
as you want it.
But I have asked, and I'm not getting what I want!
Some times, there is an important lesson we need to learn first. Everything has its right time. Perhaps our vibration pattern is not the right, we're not ready to receive. Or, what we asked doesn't fit the vibration of our desires. Another reason for this delay, is that we may be changing our picture, we're not sure of what we want. Finally, we may be trying to limit or condition the Spirit, saying how exactly things should be happening.
It's important to remember that we're
part of the Energy Source and cannot be separated. We cannot be completely separated from the source, however, we can
resist your connection with the Source.
We need to be
aware of our thoughts. We need to learn to wait for the things that are flowing to us with
confidence, optimism, faith, without irritation, distrust, or
disappointment that hinders what is flowing.
To do this, we need to remember that our emotions are the interpretation of our vibration. Our attention to certain things generate a vibration, and this vibration is what will attract certain events. If we're always thinking that we don't have money, for example, we will never get it. Our attention is going to the absence of money, not to the abundance. This is very simple, we cannot watch a movie if we're watching the Sports channel.
Metaphysics teachers say that after 17 seconds of being focused on a thought, you activate a vibration to that thought. The more intense and clearer your thoughts are, the more similar thoughts you will receive that will increase your focus. After 68 seconds, of focusing, the vibration will be enough to start manifesting it. When you focus frequently in a thought at least for 68 seconds, you will soon make it a dominant thought.
Finally, allowing things to happen is an art. We should learn to give ourselves permission to receive what we want.
So, just to summarize:
- What you think or say, it will come back to you as an experience. Our mind has no sense of humor, you cannot say: I don't have money, I don't deserve this new car, etc.
- Do affirmations. Say what you want and act accordingly.
- Check your emotions and deal with the negative ones in positive ways.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
How to Stop Making a Big Deal About Your Problems - by Pema Chodron
How to Stop Making a Big Deal About Your Problems - by Pema Chodron
"Meditation teaches us how to let go. It’s actually a very important aspect of friendliness, which is that you train again and again in not making things such a big deal.
When you have pain in your body, when all sorts of thoughts are going through your mind, you train again and again in acknowledging them openheartedly and open-mindedly, but not making them such a big deal.
Generally speaking, the human species does make things a very big deal. Our problems are a big deal for us. So we need to make space for an attitude of honoring things completely and at the same time not making them a big deal.
It’s a paradoxical idea, but holding these two attitudes simultaneously is the source of enormous joy: we hold a sense of respect toward all things, along with the ability to let go. So it’s about not belittling things, but on the other hand not fanning the fire until you have your own private World War III.
Keeping these ideas in balance allows us to feel less crowded and claustrophobic. In Buddhist terms, the space that opens here is referred to as shunyata, or “emptiness.”
But there’s nothing nihilistic about this emptiness. It’s basically just a feeling of lightness. There is movie entitled The Unbearable Lightness of Being, but I prefer to see life from the view of the Bearable Lightness of Being.
When you begin to see life from the point of view that everything is spontaneously arising and that things aren’t “coming at you” or “trying to attack you,” in any given moment, you will likely experience more space and more room to relax into.
Your stomach, which is in a knot, can just relax. The back of your neck, which is all tensed up, can just relax. Your mind, which is spinning and spinning like one of those little bears that you wind up so it walks across the floor, can just relax. So shunyata refers to the fact that we actually have a seed of spaciousness, of freshness, openness, relaxation, in us.
Sometimes the word shunyata has been translated as the “open dimension of our being.” The most popular definition is “emptiness,” which sounds like a big hole that somebody pushes you into, kicking and screaming: “No, no! Not emptiness!”
Sometimes people experience this openness as boredom. Sometimes it’s experienced as stillness. Sometimes it’s experienced as a gap in your thinking and your worrying and your all-caught-up-ness.
I experiment with shunyata a lot. When I’m by myself and no one’s talking to me, when I’m simply going for a walk or looking out the window or meditating, I experiment with letting the thoughts go and just seeing what’s there when they go.
This is actually the essence of mindfulness practice. You keep coming back to the immediacy of your experience, and then when the thoughts start coming up, thoughts like, bad, good, should, shouldn’t, me, jerk, you, jerk, you let those thoughts go, and you come back again to the immediacy of your experience.
This is how we can experiment with shunyata, how we can experiment with the open, boundless dimension of being."
(From Pema's book-How To Meditate)
"Meditation teaches us how to let go. It’s actually a very important aspect of friendliness, which is that you train again and again in not making things such a big deal.
When you have pain in your body, when all sorts of thoughts are going through your mind, you train again and again in acknowledging them openheartedly and open-mindedly, but not making them such a big deal.
Generally speaking, the human species does make things a very big deal. Our problems are a big deal for us. So we need to make space for an attitude of honoring things completely and at the same time not making them a big deal.
It’s a paradoxical idea, but holding these two attitudes simultaneously is the source of enormous joy: we hold a sense of respect toward all things, along with the ability to let go. So it’s about not belittling things, but on the other hand not fanning the fire until you have your own private World War III.
Keeping these ideas in balance allows us to feel less crowded and claustrophobic. In Buddhist terms, the space that opens here is referred to as shunyata, or “emptiness.”
But there’s nothing nihilistic about this emptiness. It’s basically just a feeling of lightness. There is movie entitled The Unbearable Lightness of Being, but I prefer to see life from the view of the Bearable Lightness of Being.
When you begin to see life from the point of view that everything is spontaneously arising and that things aren’t “coming at you” or “trying to attack you,” in any given moment, you will likely experience more space and more room to relax into.
Your stomach, which is in a knot, can just relax. The back of your neck, which is all tensed up, can just relax. Your mind, which is spinning and spinning like one of those little bears that you wind up so it walks across the floor, can just relax. So shunyata refers to the fact that we actually have a seed of spaciousness, of freshness, openness, relaxation, in us.
Sometimes the word shunyata has been translated as the “open dimension of our being.” The most popular definition is “emptiness,” which sounds like a big hole that somebody pushes you into, kicking and screaming: “No, no! Not emptiness!”
Sometimes people experience this openness as boredom. Sometimes it’s experienced as stillness. Sometimes it’s experienced as a gap in your thinking and your worrying and your all-caught-up-ness.
I experiment with shunyata a lot. When I’m by myself and no one’s talking to me, when I’m simply going for a walk or looking out the window or meditating, I experiment with letting the thoughts go and just seeing what’s there when they go.
This is actually the essence of mindfulness practice. You keep coming back to the immediacy of your experience, and then when the thoughts start coming up, thoughts like, bad, good, should, shouldn’t, me, jerk, you, jerk, you let those thoughts go, and you come back again to the immediacy of your experience.
This is how we can experiment with shunyata, how we can experiment with the open, boundless dimension of being."
(From Pema's book-How To Meditate)
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