explore and learn, deepen and care

In prison yesterday conversation about mirror neurons. Here, specifically, regarding dementia. http://drdavidhamilton.com/how-mirror-neurons-can-help-dementia-patients/

Reminded of Flip Wilson character Geraldine's, "what you see is what you get!"

Or, more currently: what you put your attention on you become.

We've got to be careful too closely observing the current president's mentality and articulation.

On the other hand, not to watch and witness might take us, without awareness, to the precipice of ugly desperation.

The men in prison with their eagerness to explore and learn, deepen and care, give me an alternative to the current administration's political circus.

Yesterday's men are hospice volunteers, meditation practitioners, college students, investigative conversation participants. Their crime is not their identity. Their current actions and intentions now shape them.

I enjoy their company.

Perhaps their mirroring neuronic diffusion will positively affect the simpering moronic confusion of our faux-DC-leadership.

(I'd best get back on my meditation cushion.)

paradise

It seems a hermit’s cell is the only safe place to be.

Or the solitude of one’s bodily environment.

The aloneness of heart and mind.

The American presidency has been frighteningly compromised.

Thank you, Bruno, for your inspiration.

until the sea can free them

The “Unacknowledged” documentary is thought-provoking.

The Disclosure Project and Dr. Steven Greer invoke questions about how private interests and wealth so often subvert common good and public innovation.

Time has come.

Things will change.

Stupid power and flaccid ignorance will no longer hold sway.

Can I hear an Amen?

after evening prayer on Hosmer dock

Yesterday, feast of Francisco de Assis, I asked friend about God.

She responded:

“When we serve all beings with care, devotion, & patience — there is God.”

Francis of Assisi, 4 October

The name Francis and the man from Assisi run through our family.

Four years of St. Francis high school in Brooklyn ny. Five years of Franciscan college novitiate seminary. A lifetime of eremetic retiro-isolamento-in-the-world attempts to mature in the calling of Francis.

Our Border Collie, Rokpa, was born on the feast day of Francis ten years ago.

The chapel/zendo was dedicated to the honor of Janet our elder and the generosity of Jim her son and Paul the builder on October 4, 2003.

The hermitage itself is named after Francis of Assisi and Dogen Eihei Zenji, those two 12th/13th century spiritual practical visionaries. We practice in their glow and example.

So, today, we step into the day with earth our guide through Francis our father and brother to serve as best we can all our brothers and sisters who also step out onto the earth to enter as instruments of peace and presences of Presence wherever eyes and feet take all of us.

Francis might well have been the guiding light of the prayer named in his honor:

Peace Prayer of Saint Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

where there is sadness, joy.

O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek

to be consoled as to console,

to be understood as to understand,

to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive,

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Amen

Oración por la paz (San Francisco de Asís)

La Oración por la paz es una oración tradicional que suele relacionarse con san Francisco de Asís. San Juan Pablo II la rezó frente a los representantes de las Iglesias cristianas y las religiones del mundo cuando se reunió con ellos para rezar por la paz en 1986.

Señor, haz de mi un instrumento de tu paz.

Que allá donde hay odio, yo ponga el amor.

Que allá donde hay ofensa, yo ponga el perdón.

Que allá donde hay discordia, yo ponga la unión.

Que allá donde hay error, yo ponga la verdad.

Que allá donde hay duda, yo ponga la Fe.

Que allá donde desesperación, yo ponga la esperanza.

Que allá donde hay tinieblas, yo ponga la luz.

Que allá donde hay tristeza, yo ponga la alegría.

Oh Señor,

     que yo no busque tanto ser consolado, cuanto consolar,

ser comprendido, cuanto comprender,

ser amado, cuanto amar.

Porque es dándose como se recibe,

es olvidándose de sí mismo como uno se encuentra a sí mismo,

es perdonando, como se es perdonado,

es muriendo como se resucita a la vida eterna.

Amén.

And so: 

Grazie, Francesco/Giovanni di Pietro di Bernadone; Siamo nel tuo debito.

read we do

From cultural philosophy to ordinary philosophy, some words about Herbert Marcuse and Hugh Hefner:

But the way that the philosopher’s “joke” strikes us - simultaneously amusing and jarring - is precisely Marcuse’s point. Sexual desire is structured by social norms. Marcuse saw this as tending to objectify and commodify participants – in the case of Playboy, its readers and the women featured within it (the “bunnies”). In Marcuse’s view, this undermined the possibility of fully connecting our sexuality to our humanity.  

While Playboy has had certain cultural effects that, within a limited historical context, can be seen as positive, Marcuse saw Hefner’s philosophy as a narrow and simplistic version of “liberation”, equating “anti-puritanism” to social freedom. 

Heffner, via Playboy, did bring sexuality a little more into the open, in a context where that was sorely needed. And his contribution to various liberal causes, including civil rights, has rightly been praised in recent days. His simplistic sexual philosophy, however, is already something of a museum piece - historically significant in its way, but ultimately adolescent male fantasy. 

It was a different story for Marcuse. Former student, Angela Davis, recalls that for his work in support of radical gender equality, one of the early organisations in the women’s movement took the extraordinary step of declaring Marcuse an “honorary woman”.  

(—from, The philosopher who was too hot for playboy, by Christopher Pollard, in The Conversation)

Note: for a no-nonsense blistering ‘obituary’ on Mr. Hefner, see https://ordinaryphilosophy.com/2017/10/01/o-p-recommends-speaking-ill-of-hugh-hefner-by-ross-douthat/comment-page-1/1. 

 So much to read, so much philosophy. Perhaps, rather, how little we’ve thought, how scant is wisdom!

Still, read we do!

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do we know what is needed

What is needed is kindness --

who has the courage for this?

kindness -- ​​the quality of being generous, helpful, and caring about other people, or an act showing this quality       US /ˈkɑɪnd·nəs/ (--cambridge dictionary)  noun [ C/U ]

kindness (n.)c. 1300, "courtesy, noble deeds," from kind (adj.) + -ness. Meanings "kind deeds; kind feelings; quality or habit of being kind" are from late 14c. Old English kyndnes meant "nation," also "produce, an increase."(--online etymological dictionary )

after bullets and stark realization of cowardice

Don’t ask why

Cry

Then change

light and guard, rule and guide,

Angels

they say

better our

nature

october

comes cool

at night

weeds from last

season wilt

earth receives

leaves

hospice sitting

1.
in room

sound of tired motor

flywheel grab for turnover



2.
not knowing

which goodbye is goodbye

attending each one



3.
each leaned into

one in bed

whispering

Kol Nidre

Yom Kippur, Day of Atonement.

This from the Jewish Encyclopedia:

Form of Prayer.

Before sunset on the eve of the Day of Atonement, when the congregation has gathered in the synagogue, the Ark is opened and two rabbis, or two leading men in the community, take from it two Torah-scrolls. Then they take their places, one on each side of the ḥazzan, and the three recite in concert a formula beginning with the words  , which runs as follows:

"In the tribunal of heaven and the tribunal of earth, by the permission of God—blessed be He—and by the permission of this holy congregation, we hold it lawful to pray with the transgressors."

Thereupon the cantor chants the Aramaic prayer beginning with the words "Kol Nidre," with its marvelously plaintive and touching melody, and, gradually increasing in volume from pianissimo to fortissimo, repeats three times the following words:

"All vows [], obligations, oaths, and anathemas, whether called 'ḳonam,' 'ḳonas,' or by any other name, which we may vow, or swear, or pledge, or whereby we may be bound, from this Day of Atonement until the next (whose happy coming we await), we do repent. May they be deemed absolved, forgiven, annulled, and void, and made of no effect; they shall not bind us nor have power over us. The vows shall not be reckoned vows; the obligations shall not be obligatory; nor the oaths be oaths."

The leader and the congregation then say together:

(Num. xv. 26). 

"And it shall be forgiven all the congregation of the children of Israel, and the stranger that sojourneth among them, seeing all the people were in ignorance"

This also is repeated three times. The ḥazzan then closes with the benediction, : "Blessed art thou, O Lord our God, King of the Universe, who hast preserved us and hast brought us to enjoy this season." In many congregations Num. xiv. 19-20 is recited before this benediction. After it the Torah-scrolls are replaced, and the customary evening service begins.
http://www.jewishencyclopedia.com/articles/9443-kol-nidre/

when the temptation is to make heaven and divine the desired reality, remember

Human

Is what we are

All of it

michaelmas

Festival of strong will.

Defend us in battle!

Michael is a ... name that comes from מִיכָאֵל / מיכאל, derived from the question מי כאל mī kāʼēl, meaning "Who is like God?". (Wikipedia)

Good question.

Who is like God? 

Om Mani Padme Hum (see what-is here now within all)

Today I arrive at my translation:

see what-is here

now within all

Excerpt:

The six syllables purify the six realms of existence in suffering.

For example, the syllable Om purifies the neurotic attachment to bliss and pride, which afflict the beings in the realm of the gods.

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	Purifies	Samsaric Realm
Om	bliss / pride	gods
Ma	jealousy / lust for entertainment	jealous gods
Ni	passion / desire	human
Pe	stupidity / prejudice	animal
Me	poverty /  possessiveness	hungry ghost
Hung	aggression / hatred	hell

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"Behold! The jewel in the lotus!"

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This phrase is often seen as a translation of the mantra. However, although some mantras are translatable, more or less, the Mani is not one of them; but while the phrase is incorrect as a translation, it does suggest an interesting way to think about the mantra, by considering the meanings of the individual words.

H.H. The Dalai Lama has provided just such an analysis, in a Web page The Meaning of Om Mani Padme Hum.

He concludes his discussion with this synopsis: "Thus the six syllables, Om Mani Padme Hum, mean that in dependence on the practice which is in indivisible union of method and wisdom, you can transform your impure body, speech and mind into the pure body, speech, and mind of a Buddha."

http://www.dharma-haven.org/tibetan/meaning-of-om-mani-padme-hung.htm

translating

This
http://www.dharma-haven.org/tibetan/prayer-wheel.htm
and this
http://www.dharma-haven.org/tibetan/meaning-of-om-mani-padme-hung.htm

An excerpt:
The Mantra Om Mani Padme Hum

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The Mani mantra is the most widely used of all Buddhist mantras, and open to anyone who feels inspired to practice it -- it does not require prior initiation by a lama (meditation master).

The six syllables of the mantra, as it is often pronounced by Tibetans -- Om Mani Padme Hum -- are here written in the Tibetan alphabet: 

Reading from left to right the syllables are:

Om (ohm)

Ma (mah)

Ni (nee)

Pad (pahd)

Me (may)

Hum (hum)

The vowel in the sylable Hu (is pronounced as in the English word 'book'. The final consonant in that syllable is often pronounced 'ng' as in 'song' -- Om Mani Padme Hung. There is one further complication: The syllable Pad is pronounced Pe (peh) by many Tibetans: Om Mani Peme Hung.
 

Here's the sound of the mantra, chanted by a Tibetan refugee:

Play Mantra Windows .wav

Play Mantra Real Audio download player

The mantra originated in India; as it moved from India into Tibet, the pronunciation changed because some of the sounds in the Indian Sanskrit language were hard for Tibetans to pronounce.
 

Sanskrit form	Om Mani Padma Hum mantra of Avalokiteshvara
Tibetan form	Om Mani Peme Hung mantra of Chenrezig

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The True Sound of Truth

An old story speaks about a similar problem. A devoted meditator, after years concentrating on a particular mantra, had attained enough insight to begin teaching. The student's humility was far from perfect, but the teachers at the monastery were not worried. 

A few years of successful teaching left the meditator with no thoughts about learning from anyone; but upon hearing about a famous hermit living nearby, the opportunity was too exciting to be passed up. 

The hermit lived alone on an island at the middle of a lake, so the meditator hired a man with a boat to row across to the island. The meditator was very respectful of the old hermit. As they shared some tea made with herbs the meditator asked him about his spiritual practice. The old man said he had no spiritual practice, except for a mantra which he repeated all the time to himself. The meditator was pleased: the hermit was using the same mantra he used himself -- but when the hermit spoke the mantra aloud, the meditator was horrified! 

"What's wrong?" asked the hermit. 

"I don't know what to say. I'm afraid you've wasted your whole life! You are pronouncing the mantra incorrectly!" 

"Oh, Dear! That is terrible. How should I say it?" 

The meditator gave the correct pronunciation, and the old hermit was very grateful, asking to be left alone so he could get started right away. On the way back across the lake the meditator, now confirmed as an accomplished teacher, was pondering the sad fate of the hermit. 

"It's so fortunate that I came along. At least he will have a little time to practice correctly before he dies." Just then, the meditator noticed that the boatman was looking quite shocked, and turned to see the hermit standing respectfully on the water, next to the boat. 

"Excuse me, please. I hate to bother you, but I've forgotten the correct pronunciation again. Would you please repeat it for me?" 

"You obviously don't need it," stammered the meditator; but the old man persisted in his polite request until the meditator relented and told him again the way he thought the mantra should be pronounced. 

The old hermit was saying the mantra very carefully, slowly, over and over, as he walked across the surface of the water back to the island. 

it’s possible

everything’s failing

I think I’ll eat some worms

starting now

this from beth cioffoletti‘s blog, louie, louie

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Poem: (from beth cioffoletti’s blog “louie, louie”)

When in the soul of the serene disciple Posted: 26 Sep 2017 12:35 PM PDT Photo by Thomas Merton When in the soul of the serene disciple With no more Fathers to imitate Poverty is a success, It is a small thing to say the roof is gone: He has not even a house. Stars, as well as friends, Are angry with the noble ruin. Saints depart in several directions. Be still: There is no longer any need of comment. It was a lucky wind That blew away his halo with his cares, A lucky sea that drowned his reputation. Here you will find Neither a proverb nor a memorandum. There are no ways, No methods to admire Where poverty is no achievement. His God lives in his emptiness like an affliction. What choice remains? Well, to be ordinary is not a choice: It is the usual freedom Of men without visions. ~ Thomas Merton

beyond spelling

Do not write

About love

It does not

Fit

In words