Sukha Patta

Yamaoka Tesshu, as a young student of Zen, visited one master after another. He called upon Dokuon of Shikoku. Desiring to show his attainment, he said: “The mind, Buddha, and sentient beings, after all, do not exist. The true nature of phenomena is emptiness. There is no realization, no delusion, no sage, no mediocrity. There is no giving and nothing to be received.” Dokuon, who was smoking quietly, said nothing. Suddenly he whacked Yamaoka with his bamboo pipe. This made the youth quite angry. “If nothing exists,” inquired Dokuon, “where did this anger come from?”

Ten Bulls or Ten Ox-Herding pictures in the tradition of Zen Buddhism, a series of short poems and accompanying pictures that are intended to illustrate the stages of  Mahayana Buddhist  practitioner's progression towards Enlightenment as well as his or her subsequent perfection of wisdom. (1) In the Wild Troubled by all kinds of thoughts and desires, people are liable to get nervous anal disturbed in daily life and with their natural character con-fused and the ability to sustain themselves lost, they are quite ill with various worries and diseases. The poem reads: Displaying its horns, the buffalo bellows aloud, Running along the mountain path into the distance. A patch of black clouds overhangs the valley, The buffalo tramples wheat seedlings wherever it goes. (2) Initial Training When you start qigong practice, place your mind under control and set strict demands on yourself, as if fastening the buffalo with a rope. After persistent practice, you wil

Herons pass from the lake.  Neither lake wishes  Nor Herons have a desire  to let shadow come on  the water of the lake.  Even though Shadow comes  automatically.

My Journey neither started with birth, Nor ends with Death. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death My presence is just like the above couplet, Passed at the moment, you’ve read it. It’s just like a wind, You Miss, If try to hold in your fist. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death This world is my Door, From which I Enter & Exit. But my existence persists, Before Entry and after the Exit. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death Path is my Destination, Nowhere else to reach. I flow as wind, Drifting to dry leaf. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death I’m an observer of, Conscious, Unconscious, World, & the  Salvation,  Shearing dualities to unity, With the sword of Meditation. & sinking in abyssal depths of the ocean.

The person who could not live life in its full extreme will surely want it afterlife or in the next life. If a flower bloomed profoundly and scattered its beauty all around, now it doesn't have the desire to demand life anymore. It lived abundantly and accomplished for what it was sent. We demand life more only when we could not make what we desired, so to fulfill those desires we ask life more or we demand those desires in Heaven. We encumbered ourselves in desires and when we can not make them true, we fill with Anxiety, Guilt, and Anger. We breed those inside and harm us. We need very little to make life happy but our desire goes on and on. It doesn't stop and rest even. Desire has no limit. Before accomplishing of one desire, another arises. So we have to understand from desiring that Why more and more we fill, it becomes empty. Once a person went to a faqir and asked about Desire. Faqir said him to pull water from well and fill bucket without having bas

हर पल जीना पल पल जीना  हर पल जीना पल पल जीना जीवन एक बहता झरना दौड़ो भागो कुंदो फाँदो इच्छा पाकर फिर से मांगो समझो इसका क्या है कहना यह तो है एक सुंदर गहना तन्द्रा में ना बह जाने देना हर पल जीना पल पल जीना

तुम आए हो जीवन में यूं चुपके से कमल खिल गए है लफ्ज़ खो गए है शुक्रिया कहूं मैं कैसे समझ में ना आए होंठ भी अब मेरे कम्पित हो रहे है !! वो धीमे से तेरा यूं मुस्कुराना फिर शाखों का बढ़ना और कलियों का गाना वो भौरों का गुंजन तितलियों का मंडराना तुम्ही से सब कुछ तुम्ही में समाना !! तुम आए हो जीवन में यूं चुपके से कमल खिल गए है लफ्ज़ खो गए है !! इस भौतिक जगत में सब कुछ है नश्वर मैं ही शाश्वत एक अनश्वर सोचकर आज मैंने यह निर्णय लिया है स्वयं को ही तुझे समर्पित किया है !! तुम आए हो जीवन में यूं चुपके से कमल खिल गए है लफ्ज़ खो गए है !! ..............