Cultivating our inner treasures…

If we cultivate our inner treasures,
they will reward us with bliss, joy and happiness.

Wherever we go,
we can dwell serene and content,
nourished by pleasure and
satisfied by meaningful intimacy with ourselves, others,
and the environment we inhabit.

Tarthang Tulku Rinoche
The Joy of Being

a paradise of unimaginable beauty

Our human faculties have wondrous qualities that can transform the pressures and frustrations of ordinary existence into  the bliss of the heaven realms here and now.

Our body is our vehicle,
and our sense faculties can open widows to
a paradise of unimaginable beauty.

Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche
The Joy of Being

Pathways to joy and meaning

The deep relaxation of Kum Nye
gives ease to the mind,
relieving it of the busyness
that ties up so much of our mental energy,
and attuning it to what supports
the whole of our being.

Pathways to joy and meaning open;
we make better wishes,
and mind cooperates in bringing them to being.

Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche
The Joy of Being

Relax completely…

Trust your experience
and follow the deepening current of meditation.

When feeling arises, breathe into it and let it open up.

Do not fixate on it, and do not ignore it.

Relax completely. 

Relax the interpreters,
relax the judgmental thinking,
dialogue-making observers,
and relax the radar-like sensitivity
that feeds this speedy jumping quality.

Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche
The Joy of Being

The sweet sense of aliveness…

Awareness is not a matter of “being aware of” something. Awareness develops from the alert attention that perceives an object’s full dimensionality – its depth, its luminosity, its significance – all at once. It allows our senses to savor the juice of experience,  the sweet sense of aliveness that makes experience meaningful.  Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche The Joy of Being

The shining light of beauty

Before knowing comes in,
before judgments such as
“Isn’t it wonderful” come,
simply see the shining light of beauty,
or hear the sound,
without fixating on it.

Let the feeling open itself,
merging with the senses,
but not going further,
not identifying,
not even to the point of feeling yourself aware.

Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche
The Joy of Being