
I'd forgotten all about this. And then something told me it was a good time to remember.
To study the Way is to study the self. To study the self is to forget the self. –Dogen
Forget the story you tell yourself about your parents, the story you tell yourself about your childhood, the story you tell of your first love, the story of your first marriage, the story of pain and partings. Forget the birth story, the death story, the whole story, the story you keep repeating, the story you'll never forget. Forget that story, and do not replace it with another.
Forget what might have been and what could still be. The past is gone and the future will arrive on schedule.
Forget the time you ran away, the time you cheated, the time you got caught, the time you found out, the time you broke down, the time you picked yourself up, the time you were left high and dry, the time the milk spilled and the glass broke, the time you'll never forget. Forget time.
Forget your second thoughts, your second guesses, your second glances and second chances. Forget the count. No one knows the count and there is no way to count it.
Forget your worst fears and highest hopes. Forget all fears and hopes. Forget all worst and highest. Forget altogether the habit of make believe when reality is magic already.
Forget your leaps of logic and foregone conclusions. Nothing is ever foregone or concluded. Cover the ground where you stand. It's enough.
Forget what you thought.
Forget what you felt.
Forget what she said, what he said, and especially what she said. Do not mistake the word for the thing.
Now, open your eyes and do what needs to be done. Having forgotten all obstacles and limitations, all distractions and negations, there is nothing you do not know how to do. Surprise yourself.
You are a buddha.
Any questions?
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23 comments:
I forget if I had any questions.
And this is brilliant.
This could be my whole practice! Thank you.
No questions.......just a big thank you.
Okay - got it. Now to do it - that is the tougher of the two.
Don't forget the forgiving, though....
It's the ones who forgive us that are ever precious...
So what you're saying is that I don't have to heal it, I don't have to make peace with it, I don't have to spend a gazillion hours and dollars in therapy processing through it? I love it!
No questions. This is brilliant.
Els.
Wow.
This is my first time to your blog. I am captivated.
Yes, I have a question. How do you manage to capture it all so well, so succinctly, and so gently?
I want re-read and re-read this so I can take it all in. So much said in so few lines. You have a gift.
I understand what you're saying and it all sound very calming and comforting. But, I think that it's a dis-service to those who helped me to become the person I am today if I forget all that they taught me, did for me, didn't do for me. I think it's important to also remember and think back on those times when things were difficult and when I thought I couldn't go another step. I did get through and I use those memories to help me through.
Yes. What is "porn dye?" (see list).
Karen, I am grateful for you.
Did you write this? Love it. love it...
Stella,
I think I might have written it; but on second thought, I forget.
(a little Zen humor)
Thank you.
I turned to blogs today to find some inspiration and a release from this free form anxiety, and I found this.
It turns out, I was forgetting to forget.
I cannot POSSIBLY forget this piece of writing. But I will forgot everything you aid in it and how it made me feel.
Such service.
MB
I really like how you back link your post's to connect to the here and the now...
Wow. Thank you for a wonderful reminder to forget...
This is lovely. Thank you.
I think this is wonderful. Sometimes I kid that I can't remember a thing but the truth is I can't let go of all I remember. This is something I will read over and over again. Thank you so much.
in gassho for more than you know.
You just let the air out of my balloon. Thank you. I needed that!
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