“embodiment and social justice” – with Rev. angel Kyodo williams and Dr. Scott Lyons

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Rev. angel Kyodo williams and Dr. Scott Lyons talk about the Embodied Social Justice Certificate Program, the genesis of the idea and some implications for social justice and movements.

http://embodimentmatters.libsyn.com/embodiment-and-social-justice-a-conversation-with-reverend-angel-kyodo-williams-and-dr-scott-lyons

“Stewarding the Earth” – Rhamis Kent: Midday Meditations 1

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“This Too Shall Pass” – Terence McKenna

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Dharmakaya Endures – Shambhala Mountain Center

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September 27 2020, Colorado USA

Please Call Me By My True Names – Thich Nhat Hanh

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Please Call Me By My True Names

Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow— even today I am still arriving.

Look deeply: every second I am arriving to be a bud on a Spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry, to fear and to hope. The rhythm of my heart is the birth and death of all that is alive.

I am a mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river. And I am the bird that swoops down to swallow the mayfly.

I am a frog swimming happily in the clear water of a pond. And I am the grass-snake that silently feeds itself on the frog.

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones, my legs as thin as bamboo sticks. And I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to Uganda.

I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat, who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea pirate.

And I am also the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving.

I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my hands. And I am the man who has to pay his “debt of blood” to my people dying slowly in a forced-labor camp.

My joy is like Spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom all over the Earth. My pain is like a river of tears, so vast it fills the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names, so I can hear all my cries and laughter at once, so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names, so I can wake up and the door of my heart could be left open, the door of compassion.

The Heart Sutra – Choral Arrangement and Words

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Saga Dawa Heart Sutra Recitation, 4 – 5 June 2020, Global
At the request of Dzongsar Khyentse Rinpoche, this is a new choral arrangement of the Heart Sutra presented as a “virtual choir.”

THE SŪTRA OF THE HEART OF TRANSCENDENT KNOWLEDGE

Thus have I heard. Once the Blessed One was dwelling in Råjagriha at Vulture Peak mountain, together with a great gathering of the sangha of monks and a great gathering of the saðgha of bodhisattvas. At that time the Blessed One entered the samådhi that expresses the dharma called “profound illumination,” and at the same time noble Avalokiteshvara, the bodhisattva mahåsattva, while practicing the profound prajñåpåramitå, saw in this way: he saw the five skandhas to be empty of nature.

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“Life is like stepping into a boat that is about to sail out to the sea and sink.” – Zen proverb

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hum - sunk boat No Worries

But will there be any parts leftover?

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“The Keys to the Door” – Anake Goodall

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“The ultimate definition of bravery is not being afraid of who you are.” – Chögyam Trungpa

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