Before our body existed,
One energy was already there.
Like jade, more lustrous as it's polished
Like gold, brighter as it's refined,
Sweep clear the ocean of birth and death,
Stay firm by the door of total mastery,
A particle at the point of open awareness,
The gentle firing is warm.
Source: Early Women Masters/sun bu'er. |
Cut Brambles Long Enough
Cut brambles long enough,
Sprout after sprout,
And the lotus will bloom
Of its own accord:
Already waiting in the clearing,
The single image of light.
The day you see this,
That day you will become it.
Source: Women in Praise of the Sacred: 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women. Edited by Jane Hirshfield (at Poetry-Chaikhana.com). |
The Spirit is the same as the Universe.
Souce: Other Women's Voices/sun bu'er.
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- There is a body outside the body,
- Which has nothing to do with anything produced by magical arts
- Making this aware energy completely pervasive Is the living,
active, unified, original spirit
- The bright moon congeals the gold liquid
- Blue lotus regines jade reality
- When you've cooked the marrow of the sun and moon
- The pearl is so bright you don't worry about poverty.
Cahill, Susan. 1996. Wise Women: Over Two Thousand Years of
Spiritual Writings by Women.
W.W Norton & Company. (At Wikipedia/sun-bu'er.) |
Abstention from Grain
Once you can feed on the living energy,
Your lungs will be in an extroardinary state of clear coolness.
Forget the spirit, and there are no appearances to cling to;
Merge with the ultimate, and the existent emptiness is gone.
For breakfast look for wild taro roots;
When hungry at night, pick wetland mushrooms.
If you mix in smoke and fire,
Your body will not walk on the jewel pond.
Source: Healing Tao Usa/what bigu means to me/sun bu'er.
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The secret of the receptive
Must be sought in stillness;
Within stillness there remains
The potential for action.
If you force empty sitting,
Holding dead images in mind,
The tiger runs, the dragon flees —
How can the elixir be given?
Source: Garden Digest/Zen Poems/sun bu'er. Compiled by Michael P. Garofalo. |
The great forge produces mountains and waters,
Containing therein the potential of creation.
In the morning, greet the energy of the sun;
At night, inhale the vitality of the moon.
In time the elixir can be culled;
With the years, the body naturally lightens.
Where the original spirit comes and goes,
Myriad apertures emit radiant light.
Source: Other Women's Vioces/sun bu'er. |
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