A Pali word, from the Buddhist Theravada tradition of Thailand, “sati”.  It is the quality of being present with everything.  This sense of reception is not a passive one, nor is it our hum drum sense of awareness, but a simple, clear seeing what is.  The immediacy of being.  Rather than distancing yourself from reality, it s more a way of reclaiming one’s aliveness and essence without all the drama and chaos that most of us live in.  Sati also has the quality of remembering.  It comes from the verb “sarati” – to remember, and implies a breadth of mind that can be with what is, with ease, and in that way find it natural to remember those moments we experience with ease.  Sati also implies that we move into our experiences of dis-ease, of discomfort, a radical acceptance to whatever arises (and what shall pass away).  In Theravada, sati is compared to climbing a tower, this image of detached observation from a great height; I like the image from the Dvedhavitaka Sutta of the cowherd who watches over his cows closley to prevent them from straying from the fields where the crops were ripe.  Once the crop was harvested, he could simply relax sit under a tree, and watch over them from a distance.  This feeling of quiet watching, ready to take action if needed, but in the pause is sati.  Bringing this quality into the practice on the mat might mean an acknowledgment of tight groins, or low back pain, a mind that struggles to stay present.  In this, a seeing clearly what is, and rather than be carried on the current of self-criticism, our story line around groins, backs, our mind, our pain, we pause and breathe, we watch carefully.  We can also be present to the artful movement of body, the sense of being connected with ourselves and all that is, the remembering of ease, and our willingness to participate fully. ~ (excerpts from Mary Paffard and Kim Wagaman)

Consider the quality of sati and our considerations of death.  A practice in savasana last week and this week.

From the Tao Te Ching

Knowing others is intelligence;

knowing yourself is true wisdom.

Mastering others is strength;

mastering yourself is true power.

If you realize that you have enough,

you are truly rich.

If you stay at the center

and embrace death with your whole heart,

you will endure forever.

~ Lau Tsu

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On Being a Lover

Rumi, On Being a Lover (by Coleman Barks)
Being a lover is close to being a worker. When the ruby becomes the sunrise, its transparency changes to a daily discipline. There’s a story about a sufi who rips his robe and gives it the name faraji, which means “ripped open” or “happiness” or “one who brings the joy of being opened.” Peace and compassion come as coverings, are thrown open, and the streaming beauty of emotion flows through the lover-worker.

In the early morning hour,
just before dawn, lover and beloved wake
and take a drink of water.

She asks, “Do you love me or yourself more?
Really, tell me the absolute truth.”

He says, “There’s nothing left of me.
I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it still a stone, or a world
made of redness? It has no resistance
to sunlight.”

This is how Hallaj said, I am God,
and told the truth!

The ruby and the sunrise are one.
Be courageous and discipline yourself.

Completely become hearing and ear,
and wear this sun-ruby as an earring.

Work. Keep digging your well.
Don’t think about getting off from work.
Water is there somewhere.

Submit to a daily practice.
Your loyalty to that
is a ring on the door.

Keep knocking, and the joy inside
will eventually open a window
and look out to see who’s there.