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Post by someNOTHING! on May 2, 2019 17:42:34 GMT -5
Yeah, another nice one. Thanks. I reckon, with his love of Kyoto and its temples, he's more aligned with the Zen take. Same same. We used to hang at a few places he liked in that city. Supposedly, he had a house up near where I lived for a while...dunno. Anyway, the comparison/contrasts between the cultures and schools of thought on the different sides of the Himalayas always interested me to some extent. Very different outcomes when it comes to the daily life of the modern peeps. Cool anecdote, possibly being Mr Jones' neighbour Yeah, definitely, the word is that his ashes were flown out to Bali from New York to be included in a Buddhist ceremony there. Interesting, I had heard that he liked Bali a lot, but I never knew there were Buddhists there. Dang, it's hard enough just to not be Muslim in those islands, much less a Buddhist amongst Hindus! Then again, maybe it was just a ceremony. It's also interesting because we'll eventually take my dad's ashes to Bali, as well. It was one of a number of places he mentioned, so it's on the list. Pretty hard to imagine my dad and Dave chillin' on the beach or up in Ubud together, but life can be just that big, I guess.
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Cool anecdote, possibly being Mr Jones' neighbour Yeah, definitely, the word is that his ashes were flown out to Bali from New York to be included in a Buddhist ceremony there. Interesting, I had heard that he liked Bali a lot, but I never knew there were Buddhists there. Dang, it's hard enough just to not be Muslim in those islands, much less a Buddhist amongst Hindus! Then again, maybe it was just a ceremony. It's also interesting because we'll eventually take my dad's ashes to Bali, as well. It was one of a number of places he mentioned, so it's on the list. Pretty hard to imagine my dad and Dave chillin' on the beach or up in Ubud together, but life can be just that big, I guess.
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Post by laughter on May 28, 2019 1:04:49 GMT -5
Sue found this and shared it with me just now. Strikes me as a sort of echo of Kipling's "If". Build Me a SonGeneral Douglas A. MacArthurBuild me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face him self when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory. Build me a son whose wishbone will not be where his backbone should be; a son who will know Thee- and that to know himself is the foundation stone of knowledge. Lead him, I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort, but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge. Here, let him learn to stand up in the storm; here, let him team compassion for those who fall. Build me a son whose heart will be clear, whose goals will be high; a son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men; one who will learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; one who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past. And after all these things are his, add, I pray, enough of a sense of humor, so that he may always be serious, yet never take himself too seriously. Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength. Then I, his father, will dare to whisper, "I have not lived in vain."
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Post by stardustpilgrim on May 28, 2019 10:19:28 GMT -5
Sue found this and shared it with me just now. Strikes me as a sort of echo of Kipling's "If". Build Me a SonGeneral Douglas A. MacArthurBuild me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face him self when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory. Build me a son whose wishbone will not be where his backbone should be; a son who will know Thee- and that to know himself is the foundation stone of knowledge. Lead him, I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort, but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge. Here, let him learn to stand up in the storm; here, let him team compassion for those who fall. Build me a son whose heart will be clear, whose goals will be high; a son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men; one who will learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; one who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past. And after all these things are his, add, I pray, enough of a sense of humor, so that he may always be serious, yet never take himself too seriously. Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength. Then I, his father, will dare to whisper, "I have not lived in vain." Reading this I was thinking, don't pray for it, the parents have to set up circumstances for these lessons to be learned, and the earlier the better. Not severe discipline, but life lessons, where the kid has to learn for themselves. My parents grew up during the depression (father born in '28, mother in '30). I think it is for this reason they made life too easy for me growing up (because they had it hard, they wanted to spare me), so I didn't learn *h*t about life, and was lazy in school. I didn't really have to study until college. Up to then all I basically did was do my homework and study the night before a test, that got me by. There is a great poem I read years ago, Children Learn What They Live. I should be able to find it... www.empowermentresources.com/info2/childrenlearn-long_version.html
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Post by zendancer on May 28, 2019 10:59:46 GMT -5
Sue found this and shared it with me just now. Strikes me as a sort of echo of Kipling's "If". Build Me a SonGeneral Douglas A. MacArthurBuild me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face him self when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory. Build me a son whose wishbone will not be where his backbone should be; a son who will know Thee- and that to know himself is the foundation stone of knowledge. Lead him, I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort, but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge. Here, let him learn to stand up in the storm; here, let him team compassion for those who fall. Build me a son whose heart will be clear, whose goals will be high; a son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men; one who will learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; one who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past. And after all these things are his, add, I pray, enough of a sense of humor, so that he may always be serious, yet never take himself too seriously. Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength. Then I, his father, will dare to whisper, "I have not lived in vain." Reading this I was thinking, don't pray for it, the parents have to set up circumstances for these lessons to be learned, and the earlier the better. Not severe discipline, but life lessons, where the kid has to learn for themselves. My parents grew up during the depression (father born in '28, mother in '30). I think it is for this reason they made life too easy for me growing up (because they had it hard, they wanted to spare me), so I didn't learn *h*t about life, and was lazy in school. I didn't really have to study until college. Up to then all I basically did was do my homework and study the night before a test, that got me by. There is a great poem I read years ago, Children Learn What They Live. I should be able to find it... www.empowermentresources.com/info2/childrenlearn-long_version.html There's lots of unpredictability and mysteriousness involved with how children respond to parental influences. Some children adore their parents, bond with them, respect them, follow their instructions, and adopt their lifestyles and beliefs; other children rebel, dislike, fight with, and do the exact opposite of whatever their parents would wish, regardless of their parent's love, patience, etc. There's a spiritual autobiography written by a Japanese woman who got into Zen at the age of about 50 and had some major realizations that changed her life. She said that she never appreciated how wonderful her parents were until after they had died. In the book she describes their kindness, love, patience, etc, but says that from the earliest age she felt angry, rebellious, mean, etc. for no reason that she can imagine. She worded it differently than this, but in essence she said, "That was simply my strange role in the script of life."
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Post by stardustpilgrim on May 28, 2019 16:36:11 GMT -5
Reading this I was thinking, don't pray for it, the parents have to set up circumstances for these lessons to be learned, and the earlier the better. Not severe discipline, but life lessons, where the kid has to learn for themselves. My parents grew up during the depression (father born in '28, mother in '30). I think it is for this reason they made life too easy for me growing up (because they had it hard, they wanted to spare me), so I didn't learn *h*t about life, and was lazy in school. I didn't really have to study until college. Up to then all I basically did was do my homework and study the night before a test, that got me by. There is a great poem I read years ago, Children Learn What They Live. I should be able to find it... www.empowermentresources.com/info2/childrenlearn-long_version.html There's lots of unpredictability and mysteriousness involved with how children respond to parental influences. Some children adore their parents, bond with them, respect them, follow their instructions, and adopt their lifestyles and beliefs; other children rebel, dislike, fight with, and do the exact opposite of whatever their parents would wish, regardless of their parent's love, patience, etc. There's a spiritual autobiography written by a Japanese woman who got into Zen at the age of about 50 and had some major realizations that changed her life. She said that she never appreciated how wonderful her parents were until after they had died. In the book she describes their kindness, love, patience, etc, but says that from the earliest age she felt angry, rebellious, mean, etc. for no reason that she can imagine. She worded it differently than this, but in essence she said, "That was simply my strange role in the script of life." Thanks...this sounds like it... www.amazon.com/Journey-Search-Way-Spiritual-Autobiography/dp/079141972X/ref=sr_1_3?crid=1TVZZ83EAOL7I&keywords=journey+in+search+of+the+way&qid=1559079287&s=books&sprefix=journey+in+search+of+the+way%2Caps%2C142&sr=1-3Yasutani seals the deal...
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Post by zendancer on Jun 17, 2019 20:41:42 GMT -5
There's lots of unpredictability and mysteriousness involved with how children respond to parental influences. Some children adore their parents, bond with them, respect them, follow their instructions, and adopt their lifestyles and beliefs; other children rebel, dislike, fight with, and do the exact opposite of whatever their parents would wish, regardless of their parent's love, patience, etc. There's a spiritual autobiography written by a Japanese woman who got into Zen at the age of about 50 and had some major realizations that changed her life. She said that she never appreciated how wonderful her parents were until after they had died. In the book she describes their kindness, love, patience, etc, but says that from the earliest age she felt angry, rebellious, mean, etc. for no reason that she can imagine. She worded it differently than this, but in essence she said, "That was simply my strange role in the script of life." Thanks...this sounds like it... www.amazon.com/Journey-Search-Way-Spiritual-Autobiography/dp/079141972X/ref=sr_1_3?crid=1TVZZ83EAOL7I&keywords=journey+in+search+of+the+way&qid=1559079287&s=books&sprefix=journey+in+search+of+the+way%2Caps%2C142&sr=1-3Yasutani seals the deal... I think that's the book. I haven't read it in 20 years, but I ordered it today just to see if it's the one I remember. Thanks.
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Post by maxdprophet on Jun 19, 2019 10:03:13 GMT -5
this has probably been posted before. music is a great example of humans getting something right
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