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One Gone Beyond

4/6/2019

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Photo credit: Tharpa Publications, 'The Wheel of Life'
Today is NKT Day. It is a day to celebrate the founding of the New Kadampa Tradition, a remarkable Buddhist not-for-profit organization of which I am a part. ​I know it is this day because I was just sitting in the early morning light, on this first Saturday in April, sipping tea while the sun rose over the forest floor. I had flicked to Facebook, to see the wonderful Buddhist blogger Luna Kadampa share this news in my feed (the blog she wrote does a wonderful job of capturing the essence of this day.)  In honor of this, I wanted to share this poem below, something I scrawled in my notebook one early fall day. 
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One Gone Beyond

​I.

 
Sitting by the stream on Labor Day weekend. The water has stilled to a mossy green mirror. The crows caw in the forest to the right — that large segment of woods with its swath of trees cut away.
 
You came here this morning with your cup of milky tea because it had finally become silent, from the sawing and mowing and cutting. Perhaps because now it was becoming hot. That would explain the early morning rush; he was getting all the work in before the heat.
 
Of course, you couldn’t see that at the time. Your mind was so agitated by the sounds you named "noise". You were lodged in that painful timeline of self-cherishing; the one where you are the central point in the galaxy, and all directions and actions are known by their proximity to you.
 

II.
 
The kind and right thing was to patiently wait.

To wait for the sawing to cease. Even though it went against the impetus of your gut, that deep habit within, an ever-present, gravitational pull—to make your needs and wishes come first. 

Yet the forest has no concept of Clare. 


III.
 
It occurs to you that this habit of self-exaggeration is like a generator of hurricanes. And the forests of our lives are perpetually under its siege. It emits this toxic movement, making everything uncomfortable.

But Buddha’s kindness, and your teacher's kindness, was to reach into your life with penetrating wisdom. With the medicinal instructions to reveal the entire, illusive architecture.
 
He stepped into your life with these designs. The ones transplanted from Himalayan mountaintops to the vertical skyscrapers of Hong Kong. Designs and roadmaps that appear in any language and upon any surface—from books to iPhones to MP4s. 
 
And within it all, every instruction, this one overriding intention: to describe to us the object we’ve spent endless time not seeing. The one truth that has eclipsed us all. The object we’ve been paradoxically spending every moment of our lives thinking about and protecting.

​Yet was never there to begin with.
 
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IV.
 
The sounds finally came to a stop.

​You picked up your notebook and your tea. You slipped your feet into your weathered flip flops and down the basement stairs, through the dim and dusty air, and out the door to radiant light. 

How would it feel to come into complete alignment with reality?  To feel that whole whirlpool, those hurricane-force winds finally come to an end? To identify and inhabit your actuality?

​​Spaciousness.

Pure peace.
​
Tathagata.

​One gone beyond.

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2 Comments
Lesly Weiner
4/6/2019 10:44:43 am

This was the most precious gift on the morning of NKT day. Stunningly moving - expressing the inexpressible. Thank you for this!!

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Clare
4/9/2019 05:32:38 am

I am so happy to hear! Thank you so much for reading. xx

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