talks on 'armchair dzogchen'
In the west, in general, the motivation of the arhat, fast food mentality, and puritanical fears of the spiritual worlds richly layered depths have combined to produce an anemic intellectual dzogchen weak in skillful means and lacking in embodied and enworlded realization. - t.k. talks on 'armchair dzogchen
When mind goes to bliss in emptiness then Wisdom and Love become the context, subtext and structure of all mytho-poetic appearing. Compassion becomes the grammar of activity. Joy-fullness and Play-fullness become the punctuation and fearless freedom, like a lion roaming the open plains, becomes the paper. Appearance written with the ink of bliss on the parchment of dharmakaya a la la ho......
This ephemeral beauty and wonderment overcomes suffering through splendor .... No better or worse, no causality, no abyss of samsara to cross, no substance material that could be 'burning'. It is the heart essence of the Dakinis. It is the gift all are given freely.
The 'outer Guru' does not lead you to the 'inner Guru', that is just the usual dualistic ego protectionism. Wisdom manifests everywhere to lead you beyond the notions inner and outer. - t.k. from talks on the Guru Principle
Translucent shimmering of AwarenessAppearance is beyond word or concept - without nationality, owner, holder, lineage, tradition. Devoid of within or without, free from emptiness and form. Its essence: an expanse without dimensionality. Its nature: luminous clarity-bliss without 'feeling' or 'light'. Its energy: an appearing free from construct or ego. Human beings are the place of its possible realization. - t.k.
A silent and vast heartbreak, one that aches into the recesses of every cell, goes hand in hand with the joy of liberation which enlivens every cell with unborn, uncaused bliss. One wed to the other creates the alchemical cauldron from which the activity of spontaneous compassion is birthed. - t.k.
Before worlds were made from the stuff of stars, before time and space, before Being ... here .... exactly here ... unchanged unchanging ..... this Love spun out wonderment becoming Being. Always I have been in and as this Only Room of Love. And still here I stand today in cell and tree, sky and unfurling fern spinning this this this mystery ... this is not a sentiment just description. - t.k.