As I fly over the clouds from a land, where the mountains talk to you and the fog cloak you only to whisk you away to yet another dimension; to a land that has been lyricized as Christmas by the Bay and that which I call home, my heart fills with immense gratitude and joy. I feel elated that I live in an age where I get to immerse myself in the endless span of the blue sky which the masters say is our true nature. Realization of this nature of mind is our innermost essence, the truth that we all search for through out our lives. Looking out the window as I contemplate on the clouds below, it becomes clear to me why metaphorically it is always the sky that describes the mind. It has been said that our minds our embodiment of perfection. It is so perfect that not even the Buddhas can improve upon it, "nor can sentient beings spoil it in their seemingly infinite confusion." The sky is our essential nature and the confusion of the ordinary mind are the hanging clouds. When we are down below, looking up, it is unbelievable that there could be anything beyond the clouds. Yet, as I fly above I experience a limitless expanse of clear blue sky.
It is often asked where is this buddha nature? And it is said: "It is in the sky-like nature of our mind. Utterly open, free, and limitless, it is fundamentally so simple and so natural that it can never be complicated, corrupted, or stained, so pure that it is beyond even the concept of purity and impurity. To talk of this nature of mind as sky-like, of course, is only a metaphor that helps us to begin to imagine its all-embracing boundlessness; for the buddha nature has a quality the sky cannot have, that of the radiant clarity of awareness." It is simply your flawless, present awareness, cognizant and empty, naked and awake.....(The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying)
Profound and tranquil, free from complexity,
Uncompounded luminous clarity,
Beyond the mind of conceptual ideas;
This is the depth of the mind of the Victorious Ones.
In this there is not a thing to be removed,
Nor anything that needs to be added.
It is merely the immaculate
Looking naturally at itself ............ Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche
On this enlightened note, I start the official season of sharing and singing, dancing and dodging, giving and receiving. Thank you and thank you a thousand times for being part of my odyssey!
For it's Christmas by the bay
A time to celebrate
In the San Francisco way
It's Christmas by the bay
I'm with you in my favorite place
On my favorite holiday.
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