For the last five days I had been sitting with a friend who was on his deathbed. He died peacefully Saturday night. It was an honor and a privilege to be in his company; to watch and be with someone whose spiritual life and outlook informed his final days (informed, as in map and guidebook) was a great teaching and example.
Yesterday at the temple we included him in the Sunday service and then our monk and several lay trainees went to sit with the body and offer scriptures, incense and meditation. A fine day.
I am ever more grateful for all the opportunities in my life to learn. The man who died was a committed Catholic and yet helped, and practised with, our Buddhist Sangha for about 45 years. He helped our founder find a foothold when she came to the Bay area after nine years of monastic training at a Zen temple in Japan. One aspect of true teaching is to embody it and show it in one’s actions and way of life. Our friend never had a conflict between Catholocism and Buddhism. He concentrated on the teachings of love and compassion in both religions and tried to implement them into his daily life. The epitome of a life well lived. May you be at complete peace wherever you are Larry Donovan; Bodhisattva.
I am spending the Holy Days rather quietly. Going through the process of experiencing them alone, going through so many “firsts”. It is just fine.
I am blessed with so many good friends and my heart is full of thanks and open to whatever unfolds.
A Heart at complete rest and stillness
Comes from Somewhere.
Has journeyed from afar and
Goes, Still, Farther; to No
Thing. Set it in Motion
Originally through being
That Which Is.
The Eternal. Now!
At rest. Now! Moving.