Tag: inner peace

JOY to rest in natural great peace . . .

JOY to rest in natural great peace . . .

Joy
May our spirits rest in "Natural Great Peace" and may that peace perfume the greater world around us. "Tibetan Buddhist prayer flags are a common sight in Sikkim. The concept is truly beautiful. Prayers are written on flags and put up. The wind plays its part in letting the flags flutter and the symbolic reciting of the prayers. "I made this painting of prayer flags across a frozen Tsomgo (Changu) Lake on 22 June 2005."  Painting and text belong to: Naresh Kumar Agarwal, a gentleman talented in both arts and technology and committed to using his skills and wisdom in the service of humanity.  This is one of the most popular posts to be published in The BeZine. I hope you will enjoy it today . . . ♥ ♥ ♥ MEDITATION Rest in natural great peace this exhausted mind, Beaten

Waging the Peace, An Interfaith Exploration

Hope, inner peace, peace, peace and justice, serenity, Spirituality
In December 2015 world events led to a spontaneous eleventh hour special section - Waging the Peace -  in The BeZine, which I edit. This seems a propitious moment to bring to the fore once again those ideas, ideals and experiences shared with us by Rabbi Gershon Steinberg-Caudill, Rev. Ben Meyers, Father Daniel Sormani, C.S. Sp., Sophia Ali-Khan, Israeli-American poet Michael Dickel, and the Venerable Bhikkhu Bodhi. Thanks to all of them and to Carla Prater, the assistant director of Buddhist Global Relief for their contributions to this collection and their assistance. I've included links to each of the features in table of contents for Waging the Peace that is below the following introductory remarks. Rabbi SteinBerg-Caudill (the Interfaith Rabbi) is a teacher who espouses a J

Fifty Shades of Joy

Joy, peace, poem, Poetry
. . . . . . . Resting. . . where blue meets green, where the endless sky meets the ocean wave, where the plump blue berry meets the thin green leaf, where illumination gifts fifty shades of joy. . . . . . .  . Breathing and breathing and never minding the house begging for repair, the lawn wanting a trim. Never minding the floors awaiting the broom, the accounts begging for their balance . . . . . .. . . . . . Only joy ... from the quiet mind, and the still hand, Joy! beaming from the tranquil heart Resting on the limb of a moonlighted tree . . . . . . . .pondering light ... . . . . . . . . . Light! . . . . . . . . . .  . More Light “We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when [wo/]men are afraid of the light.”  P