The Waystead is a Hermitage of the Lindisfarne Community, established with the intent to foster the love of God in the world. Our resolve is to follow the Way of the One in Whom we live and move and have our Being.
We trust that by thoughtfully founding, and steadfastly keeping, a dwelling place and setting it apart as a place of prayer, reflection, and contemplation, we will be able to hold onto that resolve.
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A recipe for delicious Zen Pastiche:
Nobody will tell you it isn’t Not-Hard, but Anybody can do it, it’s Not-Easy. Take one part Whole World, one part Authentic Self, one part Loving-Kindness, and one part Letting Go (you may use Letting Be as a substitute if needed.) Buy a big, brand-new Mu Mixing Bowl from the Annihilated Ego Store, grease it with some Original Face Oil; and add powdered Interbeing, a generous dollop of Spiritual Transformation, some ground Sensitivity, and don’t forget the special spice blend of Receptive Focus. Mix everything together with the Holistic Wooden Spoon. Turn out the Zen Dough onto your Hand Crafted Koan Cutting Board and knead it with your One Clapping Hand. Rinse out your Mu Bowl and warm it with the Hot Water of Attainment, dry it with a clean Mirror-Polishing Cloth, and grease it once more with the Original Face Oil. Place your Zen Dough ball back into the Mu Bowl and put it in a warm place to rise for No Time. When No Time has passed, punch the Dough down with your Fist of Detachment, turn it over and let it rise again, this time for Half of No Time. Form your Zen Dough into Dharma Loaves and bake in your Samsara Oven until it forms a nicely browned Dukkha Crust. Test it with the blade of your Satori Knife, and when the blade comes out clean, it’s Not-Done. Take it out of the Samsara Oven, let it cool for Eternity, and slice it with your Satori Knife into slices thinner than the thickness of a hair. Arrange it neatly on your Plate of Impermanence, take it outside into the Void, and feed it to the Birds of Appetite, while the Solid Iron Flute Band (whom you did not invite, but who just showed up) stands on their heads and plays a wistful Wabi-Sabi Tune.
Cool! I started to write this as a scoffing sort of commentary on what I call "Self-Help Zen" but it turned around on itself as I wrote it, and it became quite apt. Apter? Inept? Aptless? Hah! I like it!
(I originally wrote this in November 2015, after reading a book on understanding Jesus's teachings in the light of first century Jewish Temple mysticism. I had been struggling with the cannibalistic implications in the Eucharist of "eating Jesus's body and drinking his blood." It was such a relief to discover this interpretation which connects neatly with the way his disciples would likely have understood the language Jesus was using.) Eucharist A little bit of research on the internet produced a
description of Jewish ritual sacrifice in the time of Jesus. A person, say a
woman named Sarah, offers a goat. She buys it and takes it to the priest at the
Temple. He examines it to see if it is “perfect,” i.e. healthy and unblemished.
He then takes it and slits its throat with the ritual words, “This is Sarah’s
blood.” The meaning should obviously be, that this is the blood belonging to
Sarah and offered on her behalf. The blood would then be poured out at the base
of the …
almost always have a feeling of discontent (dukkha) when I encounter a way of
looking at the world that exhorts me to define suffering as victimization. This
way leads people to become social activists, fighting “injustice,” “poverty,”
“violence,” and causes them to want to change “society” to make it a 'better'
place. This way of thinking seems to me to miss the point. I call it
"bootstrapping,” because it makes me think of the old saying that describes a
certain kind of futility by the phrase, “trying to pull yourself up by your own
bootstraps.” It can't be done. It seems to me that people often perceive
concepts like "injustice" as entities in their own right, with a kind of
inimical but impersonal life of their own. This leads to the belief that ideas
can do battle in the arena of social activism and when righteousness is the
victor, then "society" will change for the better. I see this as a form of
delusion, and exactly the sort of error tha…
I've been thinking a bit about emotional states and
reactions, trying to figure out if what I personally experience is at all
relevant to what other people experience. I've come to believe that it doesn't
matter. I know I do a thing that everyone else also seems to do, and that is to
think about everything only in reference to myself. I've learned over and over
that doing so doesn't improve a thing, and I've even come up with a name for
it: "bootstrapping." As in 'trying to pull yourself up by your own
bootstraps.' Here's what I've provisionally understood: Attempting to evaluate
or make judgments about a thing, or a state, or a condition, based on nothing
more than a set of ideas that I have about it (especially any ideas that
include the concept of "should") is utterly deluded. If the condition is entirely internal, and my ideas about it
also have no outside referents, then any attempt to change the situation by