Monday, February 11, 2008
Here is a poem from the book No Death, No Fear by Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh. He suggests using it as a meditation with someone who is sick or dying. You can replace the word "body" with specific aspects of the body like "lungs" or "legs", and read it again and again.
I think it is really comforting and beautiful.
This body is not me; I am not caught in this body,
I am life without boundaries
I have never been born and I have never died.
Over there the wide ocean and the sky with many galaxies
All manifests from the basis of consciousness.
Since beginningless time I have always been free.
Birth and death are only a door through which we go in and out.
Birth and death are only a game of hide-and-seek.
So smile to me and take my hand and wave good-bye.
Tomorrow we shall meet again or even before.
We shall always be meeting again at the true source,
Always meeting again on the myriad paths of life.