segunda-feira, 30 de junho de 2008
O interessante neste artista é ele trabalhar os elementos da natureza deixando de lado o artificial_e utilizando os cinco sentidos.
quem se interessa por arte tem este site: Browse over 40,000 artists: https://www.artsy.net/artists
ou a sempre eterna colecção Gulbenkian em Lisboa :https://gulbenkian.pt/museu/
sábado, 28 de junho de 2008
sexta-feira, 27 de junho de 2008
quinta-feira, 26 de junho de 2008
Hoje é o aniversário do 17th Karmapa O.Trinle Dorge e o aniversário do mahasiddha Virupa. Caminhando penso nos sábios da Índia que sem renunciarem ao mundo, o viviam plenamente. Virupa é também um yogi louco que fez parar o sol na índia e ressuscitou pássaros nada disso para seu próprio bem. Penso no rei Kankanapa a quem um mestre disse: "olha o brilho das tuas pulseiras/ elas são a felicidade do teu espírito/ as mil causas exteriores causam as cores/ mas a pulseira não muda/ a variedade das aparências é a fonte de mil pensamentos/ mas o teu espírito é como as jóias que brilham". Meditando e concentrando-se na pulseira do seu pulso direito em seis meses ele conseguiu a realização espiritual. Às vezes temos no pulso aquilo que esquecemos e precisamos urgentemente de nos lembrar, para sermos simplesmente felizes. www.padmakara.com: Mahasiddhas, La vie de 84 Sages de l´Inde.
No NYT : If you're rich, you're eccentric; if you're poor, you're crazy……they were saying "yes" to something else. They were purposefully crazy: crazy for God, truth, reality, enlightenment, salvation. For them, craziness wasn't a curse; it was a choice, an achievement. You have to work hard to walk through the looking glass; to turn every fiber of your psyche inside out; to reject what you love and embrace what you hate so that it all becomes one in the end. That's what they did. ….These revolutionaries are the subject of a show called "Holy Madness: Portraits of Tantric Siddhas……..Naturally, they are the ones artists like best, and none was more popular than Mahasiddha Virupa. He has his own little show within this show, and most of the images in it refer to a single event. One day he plunked himself down in a tavern and ordered jug after jug of wine. When the nervous owner approached with a bill, the penniless Virupa drew a line on the floor and said he would pay when shadows cast by the sun reached that mark. With that, he ordered another jug, and reached up and stopped the sun in its tracks…..Soon the earth began to broil, and someone ran to fetch the local ruler, who hustled in and settled the tab. The sun began to move again; Virupa drained his cup and hit the road, leaving everyone thinking, "What an unusual guy." He certainly looks like one in several marvelous paintings and in a fine metal sculpture here. Most such images are not historical likenesses. (We don't know whether many of the mahasiddhas ever existed, never mind what they looked like.) They are personality portraits, generators of a charisma that sweeps through the Rubin galleries like klieg-light beams, revealing a formal and conceptual variety that may not be visible at first glance…….
Machig Labdron (1055-1153), a semidivine teacher — "Machig" means Great Mother — who, with her powder-pale face and angular stance, has the air of a Chinese opera star. Directly below is her alter ego, the tiny, snarling, hopping-mad "Wrathful Black Lady." [Foto] Her job is to short-circuit delusions, like the ones about permanence and the superiority of beauty that we project on the rubbish we called art. "Who's really the crazy one here?" she seems to ask. The answer is: we are. Though as every knowing smile and laser like stare in this show points out, we're nowhere near crazy enough.
terça-feira, 24 de junho de 2008
by Kyabje Trulchik Rinpoche
Meditate upon love and compassion toward those who are suffering.
Rejoice for those who have peace and happiness.
Pray to the Lama _ don´t get distracted by other things.
Maintain clear awareness, the intrinsic nature of mind_ observe your present mind.
@Translation_ Padmakara 2007
segunda-feira, 23 de junho de 2008
Heart disciple—a person receiving and knowing and acting upon all of his or her teacher's teachings and the teachings and actions of the teacher's lineage. A teacher can have more than one "common" heart disciple, but only one "uncommon" heart disciple. Not all teachers will have a heart disciple. ex: The supreme heart disciple of Jamyang Khyentse Wangpo was he´s nephew Kathok Situ choki Gyatso.
Greetings—place your palms together in front of your heart and bow slightly as a proper gesture of either greeting or farewell to a teacher or a monk.
domingo, 22 de junho de 2008
sexta-feira, 20 de junho de 2008
actualização em 2014:
As novas tecnologias permitiram agora aos arqueólogos fazer o mapa dos tesouros que estão escondidos debaixo de Stonehenge.
A alta tecnologia detetou dois enormes poços que podem estar relacionados com o solstício de verão: um com o amanhecer desse solstício e outro com o anoitecer.
Fica agora também registado que o chamado muro de Durrington estava rodeado por 60 enormes colunas dentro de uma circunferência com um quilometro e meio.
As imagens divulgadas mostram estruturas circulares, pontos e linhas onde antes existiam construções de madeira, colunas de pedra e valas. Os tesouros agora a descoberto tem uma idade entre 2 mil e 500 a 3 mil anos a.C. link da tsf:
quinta-feira, 19 de junho de 2008
"Last night I went to a screening of Words Of My Perfect Teacher, a new documentary about Dzongsar Khyentse Rinpoche, the Tibetan lama-cum-filmmaker who wrote and directed The Cup and the forthcoming Travellers and Magicians. ....
quarta-feira, 18 de junho de 2008
I was lucky to arrive just about one hour before the actual flagpole ceremony began. Hours before the actual rising of the flagpole, people circumbate the flagpole that is down on the ground now. They pray and throw 'windhorses' (little pieces of coloured paper with buddhist scriptures on them) into the air. They help to remove last years prayer flags and attach new ones. As a visitor you are almost forced to follow them as they go around and around, time after time. Along the sides, on the slope of the nearby hills, a lot of people are sitting to watch the 'spectacle' and there are musicians which play all the time on their horns and symbals.
The flagpole is first erected half-way, using A-structures and ropes. The Lama continually gives instructions on how to do it, when to stop and when to go on. Everyone can help pulling the ropes, that's the 'non-organised' part of it, but there are always plenty of people doing this spontaneously. When they cannot go further using the A-structures, they pause for about half an hour. The Lama sits on the side, and all the time people come to sit in front of them, to talk to him, to give him some gift (mostly some drink !), to ask him for good fortune. They do not 'queue' however, as soon as someone is gone, someone else comes out of the walking crowds - it all seems not organised, but in fact it's a very special way of organisation !
Then comes the final part, the last step that has to result in the perfect upright position of the flagpole. A steel cable is attached to two trucks, engines are warmed up, and then, on the sign of the Lama, they go backward, pulling the flagpole. To be able to control the movement, on both sides of the flagpole people pull ropes too, to prevent it doesn't incline to one or the other direction. Once the trucks start moving, it all goes very fast, the flagpole is moving, the A-structures that were supporting it, fall down, and only seconds later it is all over. And then big magic occurs, the flagpole stands upright, and at that very moment, thousands of windhorses fly into the sky... like an explosion of prayers going to the heavens. You can really feel a sudden great sense of happiness surounding you.
The next moment, people start circumbating the flagpole again, this time to assure themselves the job is well done, and that all is well. I joined them in doing this, in some kind of almost euphoria. Some hours later the place is empty again, except for the tents further away belonging to the people that will spend the night here, maybe to return the next day, or to do the Kailash kora. I asked our Tibetan driver if the flagpole was in a good position and he answered me 'everything is OK, this is good for Tibet'.
The Saga Dawa festival has been held here for the last thousand years... Having been part just once is such a powerfull experience, I'll never forget these moments of magic,and in Sri Lanka comemora-se a introdução do budismo no 3º século. Os primeiros europeus a visitarem o Sri Lanka foram os portugueses: Dom Lourenço de Almeida chegou à ilha em 1505. Ainda hoje em ceilão dizem que é facil reconhecer um português: ele quando vê um amigo grita e bate-lhe nas costas_ ainda hoje é assim que se comemora a vitória da selecção.pt lá em ceilão.Eles orgulham -se de ter um dente do Buda. Mito urbano?O meu calendário também me diz que DKR faz 47 anos_ um gémeo de muito vento. Porque selecção torcerá ele? Por Portugal, claro... como JKR.
domingo, 15 de junho de 2008
sábado, 14 de junho de 2008
reconheces-te verdadeiramente as 3 raízes _ o refúgio interior
ai estão os 3 kayas_ refúgio absoluto.
meu mestre_ a minha fé é firme e irreversivel_"
Ele diz e eu assino_num dia quente de verão em belém 2008
sexta-feira, 13 de junho de 2008
a teaching: "The colors and patterns are vivid. The instruments are unfamiliar and interesting--to say nothing of the ritualistic and formal practice of Vajrayana Buddhism. And there are . . . thrones. Our initial attraction to Buddhism may be superficial. "It's a little bit like falling in love," points out Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo, KPC Spiritual Director. "In the beginning, we think it's enough to see these things, be struck with the exotic nature of these things, and maybe only make some small changes . . . because now these things have made me a Buddhist."
Now we've done it--we've said the "B" word, and some people never go beyond that point. But for the student who really commits, she says, "As you sink into your practice, you develop the capacity to see the depth of it, the multi-layered intricacy of the philosophy, the thought associated with Buddhism." The student learns more, and "Gradually you move from a superficial perspective to a deeper perspective." The stakes are high, Jetsunma says. Eventually, we realize that the goal of practice is not personal fulfillment: it is enlightenment. We realize that because we are not separate from all others, we must achieve enlightenment for the sake of all sentient beings. And we accept the responsibility to liberate all beings from suffering.
For ourselves it starts with looking at suffering and saying, "Enough is enough!" After that, Jetsunma says, "Slowly, slowly, we begin to understand that Buddhism is a step-by-step, life-building method of functioning . . . and that there is a method and a path that will lead to this state of liberation." Nevertheless, as we adopt the method, and adapt our lives to it, we may find ourselves at odds with our culture's values. Jetsunma acknowledges, "You have to sit down every day and you have to meditate, and you have to learn to pronounce these strange Tibetan words. Suddenly you find you've got an altar in your house. Is that weird?" We may be afraid we're becoming . . . too religious. Jetsunma insists, "So you have to ask yourself, is it worth it? What's your goal? Do you want everybody to approve of you? Or do you want to end suffering?" That point is the turning point. Jetsunma says, "At that point perhaps we can decide to practice the Buddhadharma, to practice it sincerely, to learn it completely, and to practice it day and night, to transform our lives into a vehicle by which all sentient beings can be benefited."
We learn to change--for the benefit of all sentient beings. And that is the point at which we learn to accept and live by the real "B" word: benefit."
quinta-feira, 12 de junho de 2008
quarta-feira, 11 de junho de 2008
terça-feira, 10 de junho de 2008
segunda-feira, 9 de junho de 2008
domingo, 8 de junho de 2008
Buddhadharma without Credentials.
sexta-feira, 6 de junho de 2008
In the times now long forgotten
in the night of other ages,
when things were not as they now are
the sky looked down and saw her.
gedum chopel, 1941
in the book entitled "Le mendiant de l'Amdo", soon to appear in a newly revised English edition.
quinta-feira, 5 de junho de 2008
Uma alma que é só alma
De Portugal por haver
Conceição levava a palma
Do oiro do seu saber.