‘An old buddha [Hongzhi] said, “Reach over to grasp what’s there, and bring its workings right here.”
When you take on sustaining this, all things, bodies, actions, and buddhas become intimate with you. These actions, things, bodies, and buddhas are simply covered [immersed] in acceptance. Because they are simply covered in acceptance, they are just dropped off.
The covered eye is the radiance of one hundred grass tips; do not be swayed [into thinking] that it does not see one thing, does not see a single matter. The covered eye reaches this thing and that thing. Throughout journeys, while taking on coming and going, or while leaving and entering by the same gate, nothing is hidden in the entire world, and so the World-Honored One’s intimate language, intimate realization, intimate practice, and intimate entrustment are present.’ (Shobogenzo Gyobutsu Iigi)
As I typed out the last word of the passage, my keyboard suggested the emoji 🎁 . And why not, after all? When we see things intimately, and immerse them in acceptance of what they are, they do not just become one, but they become the complete gift of themselves.
On the bus today I was not feeling it. I had just come out of the supermarket. Oh, that frenetic, grabby, graspy pre-thanksgivng crowd energy. A woman on the bus offered her seat. I said no so she offered again that I sit in the empty seat across from her. Her persistent insistence on my wellbeing being resonated with me and I said hi to her toddler in her stroller who promptly pulled his covers over his head. The point is you can sometimes be a blessing by accepting a blessing. It is as simple as that!
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