by Rick Fields
Tuesday, July 16, 2019
The Very Short Sutra on the Meeting of the Buddha and the Goddess
by Rick Fields
Thus I have made up:
Once the Buddha was walking along the forest path in the Oak Grove at Ojai, walking without arriving anywhere or having any thought of arriving or not arriving
and lotuses shining with morning dew miraculously appeared under every step soft as silk beneath the toes of the Buddha
When suddenly, out of the turquoise sky, dancing in front of his half-shut inward-looking eyes, shimmering like a rainbow or a spider's web transparent as the dew on a lotus flower,
--the Goddess appeared quivering like a hummingbird in the air before him
She, for she was surely a she as the Buddha could clearly see with his eye of discriminating awareness wisdom,
was mostly red in color though when the light shifted she flashed like a rainbow.
She was naked except for the usual flower ornaments Goddesses wear
Her long hair was deep blue, her two eyes fathomless pits of space and her third eye a bloodshot ring of fire
The Buddha folded his hands together and greeted the Goddess thus:
"O Goddess, why are you blocking my path. Before I saw you I was happily going nowhere. Now I'm not sure where to go."
"You can go around me," said the Goddess, twirling on her heels like a bird darting away, but just a little way away, "or you can come after me. This is my forest too, you can't pretend I'm not here."
With that the Buddha sat supple as a snake solid as a rock beneath a Bo tree that sprang full-leaved to shade him.
"Perhaps we should have a chat," he said. "After years of arduous practice at the time of the morning star I penetrated reality, and now..."
"Not so fast, Buddha. I am reality.
The Earth stood still, the oceans paused,
the wind itself listened --a thousand arhats, bodhisattvas, and dakinis magically appeared to hear what would happen in the conversation.
"I know I take my life in my hands." said the Buddha. "But I am known as the Fearless One --so here goes."
And he and the Goddess without further words exchanged glances.
Light rays like sunbeams shot forth so bright that even Sariputra, the All-Seeing One, had to turn away.
And then they exchanged thoughts and the illumination was as bright as a diamond candle.
And then they exchanged mind And there was a great silence as vast as the universe that contains everything
And then they exchanged bodies
And the Buddha arose as the Goddess and the Goddess arose as the Buddha
and so on back and forth for a thousand hundred thousand kalpas.
If you meet the Buddha you meet the Goddess. If you meet the Goddess you meet the Buddha.
Not only that. This: The Buddha is the Goddess, the Goddess is the Buddha.
And not only that. This: The Buddha is emptiness the Goddess is bliss, the Goddess is emptiness the Buddha is bliss.
And that is what and what-not you are It's true.
So here comes the mantra of the Goddess and the Buddha, the unsurpassed dual-mantra. Just to say this mantra, just to hear this mantra once, just to hear one word of this mantra once makes everything the way it truly is: OK.
So here it is: Earth-walker/sky-walker Hey, silent one, Hey, great talker Not two/Not one Not separate/Not apart This is the heart Bliss is emptiness Emptiness is bliss Be your breath, Ah Smile, Hey
And relax, Ho
And remember this: You can't miss.
We dedicate any merit that might come from reciting, posting, and spreading this sutra to Bonnie Johnson, who now bridges the worlds of both the seen and unseen. In your presence, Bonnie, we were so aware of who we were that we saw the possibility of being so much more--extending love's embrace. You showed us the way of Jesus through your kindness, gentleness, the care with which you treated us, all your friends, family, doctors, caregivers, yes, even the care with which you treated your disease. May your teaching go on and on throughout all the worlds to come. May you be with the saints forever.
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