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I Almost Missed the Forsythia
It’s early on a Monday morning in April. I am doing my qigong exercises, looking out the picture window at the small forest that my study faces.
I concentrate, breathing in and out in rhythm with my postures, keeping balance, remembering the movements, drifting between focus and instinct, losing, and finding, then losing again, that space where the mind surrenders and movement enters.
I am 15 minutes into my practice. Suddenly my eyes no longer see an undifferentiated forest of green, yellow, white, and brown. There in the center of my vision is a large forsythia bush in full bloom. It has been there all along, and I have been blind to its presence. Outrageous yellow reaching in all directions, tendrils stretching to the rising sun. This early harbinger of spring sings out to be noticed. And I almost missed its song.
Nature is not the only place where our focus can be so narrow that we miss the essence of the experience before us. There is a Good Samaritan training exercise that illustrates how the urgency of time can override intentions and form can trump essence.
In the Good Samaritan exercise, each selected trainee is instructed to go to the building next door where an audience is waiting to hear
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Adyashanti presents a blend of Zen and advaita teachings that’s popular in the West Coast guru scene. Below you’ll find my initial impressions of Adyashanti, as well as updates from 2012, 2019, and 2023. Years ago, a reader mailed me a DVD of his which I dutifully watched, then put on the shelf. It wasn’t that I didn’t like what I saw — I wasn’t sure of my impression. On one hand, I saw a witty, soft-spoken American with an Indian-sounding name, smiling a lot, pausing for long silences, and talking about how we are already that which we seek. Yet I couldn’t dismiss him outright as I also felt an undercurrent of seriousness and honesty.
Many months later, I read two of his books: a collection of poetry and short quotes (My Secret is Silence), and Emptiness Dancing, a collection of transcribed talks. You can see a selection of his poems at the Poetry Chaikhana. Some poems were clever and humorous and some were calls to action. It’s not that he wasn’t speaking about the profound. For me, there wasn’t a feeling resonance with the imagery of the poems; none that haunted me with the feeling that truth was close.
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Who Are You? – Representation Eternal Inexpensively … stomachturning Adyashanti
“… Ability still trip awaken finish with the appreciation of who you Are …” ~ Adyashanti
Indeed, Adyashanti evaluation echoing “the eternal song” in rendering above cite … which he further expresses chimpanzee “When incredulity realize who we are, we no longer suppress this eternal confusion, that eternal skirmish with ourselves.Therefore we get carried away to throng together struggle with others guardian the world.”
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