TEN THOUSAND ROBES
I have worn ten thousand faces, many more limbs than that; known the tender care of ten thousand mothers and the agony of giving birth.… Read More »TEN THOUSAND ROBES
I have worn ten thousand faces, many more limbs than that; known the tender care of ten thousand mothers and the agony of giving birth.… Read More »TEN THOUSAND ROBES
There’s a great show going on here; a grand movie. There are all sorts of wild dramas, deaths and births, hopes and fears. There are exotic creatures, strange technologies, the rise and fall of entire civilizations. The show never ceases.
Pure view means understanding all forms as the body of deity, clearly appearing yet empty of inherent solidity, all sounds as the tune of mantra, naturally free in the expanse of open awareness, resounding like echoes, and all mental events as inseparable from their essence, substanceless knowing.