1. 09:09 2nd Jun 2012

    Notes: 12

    Reblogged from nathanielstuart

    Tags: movementmovelife

    Nothing happens until something moves.
    — Albert Einstein (via nathanielstuart)
     
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“You might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physically or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”
 - Bruce Lee

    “You might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physically or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”

     - Bruce Lee

     
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  4. 07:14 27th May 2012

    Notes: 34

    Reblogged from worldlust

    Tags: deathlifezenmartial arts

    sorrowfulkain:

“To practice Zen or the Martial Arts, you must live intensely, wholeheartedly, without reserve - as if you might die in the next instant.” - Taisen Deshimaru

    sorrowfulkain:

    “To practice Zen or the Martial Arts, you must live intensely, wholeheartedly, without reserve - as if you might die in the next instant.” - Taisen Deshimaru

     
  5. Wandering beings, thus, resemble dreams
    And also the banana tree, if you examine well.
    No difference is there, in their own true nature,
    Between the states of suffering and beyond all sorrow.

    Thus, with things devoid of true existence,
    What is there to gain, and what to lose?
    Who is there to pay me court and honors,
    And who is there to scorn and revile me?

    Pain and pleasure, whence do these arise?
    And what is there to give joy and sorrow?
    In this quest and search for perfect truth,
    Who is craving, what is there to crave?

    Examine now this world of living beings:
    Who is therein to pass away?
    What is there to come, and what has been?
    And who, indeed, are relatives and friends?

    May beings like myself discern and grasp
    That all things have the character of space!
    But those who long for happiness and ease,
    Through disputes or the cause of pleasures,

    Are deeply troubled, or else thrilled with joy.
    They suffer, strive, contend among themselves,
    Slashing, stabbing, injuring each other:
    They live their lives engulfed in many evils.

    From time to time they surface in the states of bliss,
    Abandoning themselves to many pleasures.
    But dying, down they fall to suffer torment,
    Long, unbearable, in realms of sorrow.

    Many are the chasms and abysses of existence,
    Where the truth of emptiness is not found.
    All is contradiction, all denial,
    Suchness, or its like, can find no place.

    There, exceeding all description,
    Is the shoreless sea of pain unbearable,
    Here it is that strength is low,
    And lives are flickering and brief.

    All activities for sake of life and health,
    Relief of hunger and of weariness,
    Time consumed in sleep, all accident and injury,
    And sterile friendships with the childish —

    Thus life passes quickly, meaningless.
    True discernment — hard it is to have!
    How then shall we ever find the means
    To curb the futile wanderings of the mind?

    Further, evil forces work and strain
    To cast us headlong into states of woe;
    Manifold are false, deceptive trails,
    And hard it is to dissipate our doubts.

    Hard it is to find again this state of freedom,
    Harder yet to come upon enlightened teachers,
    Hard, indeed, to turn aside the torrent of defilement!
    Alas, our sorrows fall in endless streams.

    Sad it is indeed that living beings,
    Carried on the flood of bitter pain,
    However terrible their plight may be,
    Do not perceive they suffer so!

    Some there that bathe themselves repeatedly,
    And afterwards they scorch themselves with fire,
    Suffering intensely all the while,
    Yet there they stay, proclaiming loud their bliss.

    Likewise there are some who live and act,
    As though old age and death will never come to them,
    But then life’s over, and there comes
    The dreadful fall into the states of loss.

    When shall I be able to allay and quench,
    The dreadful heat of suffering’s blazing fires,
    With plenteous rains of my own bliss,
    That pour torrential from my clouds of merit.

    My wealth of merit gathered in,
    With reverence, but without conceptual aim,
    When shall I reveal this truth of emptiness
    To those who go to ruin through belief in substance?
    — 

    Shantideva - The Way of The Boddhisattva

    From the ninth chapter on wisdom.

     
  6. All is illusory. The great game is that we are born into this life so that we can come to this realisation and be liberated from endless cycles of rebirth and death.

    So from this perspective, I see no difference between life and death.They are both part of the same continuum, there is no birth without death, and no death without birth.

    So how does that inform what I do everyday? Knowing that someday I will die, I practice heroically. There is no other choice.

     
  7. realityisrippingattheseams:

    I need this in my life

    The story of my life is the story of my relationship with death.

    Today I celebrate one year further from birth, and one year closer to death.

     
  8. Once you know what life is then you will know what death is because death is also part of the same process. Ordinarily we think death comes at the end, ordinarily we think death is against life, ordinarily we think death is the enemy. Death is not the enemy. And if you think of death as the enemy it simply shows that you have not been able to know what life is.
    — Osho - The Art of Dying
     
  9. 17:28 26th Jan 2012

    Notes: 4

    Tags: yogalife

    Tumblr replies/messages aren’t long enough! This goes out to sufigeek who requests an insight into weight loss and focus [although focus may have to wait, this post is already too long!].

    I’ve lived a very active life, although I have had periods where I let myself go a little overeating and drinking too much. It is hard for me to understand what it’s like for people that struggle with their weight, although I do empathise.

    For me, it’s less about weight and more about wellness. I’ve never owned scales, although I was mildly obsessed with them as a competitive cyclist (racing weight 69kg, over-weight 94kg, now a happy medium - idk).

    Whatever you enjoy doing, that also has a positive effect on your wellness, simply do more of it. I use this strategy when coming back from injury, or inactivity. Walking? Increase the distance, volume, tempo. Use it as a stepping stone to the next thing.

    read on for an example: The commute to work.

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  10. 16:38 11th Dec 2011

    Notes: 286

    Reblogged from nirvikalpa

    Tags: osholifedeathzen

    I am utterly devoted to the present moment. Don’t move into the past because that is memory; there is no relevant existence to your memory anymore. Don’t move into the future because that is only imagination. Just remain here, and you will be surprised. If you are just now here, all thoughts disappear, because all thoughts are either of the past or of the future. No thought is of the present. The present is so pure, so clean, so clear, just an opening into the cosmos. This is Zen, and this is the key to enter into life eternal. The very feel of life eternal takes all tensions, anxieties of old age, of sickness, of death, and birth away from you.
    — Osho (via nirvikalpa)