And then a scholar said, ‘Speak of Talking.’
And he answered, saying:
And he answered, saying:
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude
of your heart you live in your lips, and sound
is a diversion and a pastime.
Is that not interesting, to be at peace with your thoughts?
So often practice is misunderstood as getting rid of thoughts, to replace ‘bad’ thoughts with ‘good’ ones. Or indeed to get rid of them all together. The basic delusion is that ‘I am my thoughts’. Then follows, if my thoughts are bad, I’m bad. There is a world of difference however between dwelling in thoughts and dwell in the solitude of your heart. Thoughts are not excluded, you are at peace with your thoughts.
Take a look at the whole poem why not.
Rev Mugo
This is interesting indeed.
Where can the whole poem be found?
In gassho
Ian
Ian, I have made a link to a copy of the poem. Just click on that and you should be there in no time. Glad you like it.
Many thanks. I should have recognised it but it’s a long time since I’ve read Gibral’s The Prophet. Maybe I’ll go back to it now – thirty odd years on.
In gassho
Ian