Quotes About Existence

The View is the comprehension of the naked awareness, within which everything is contained: sensory perception and phenomenal existence, samsara and nirvana. This awareness has two aspects: 'emptiness' as the absolute, and appearances or perception as the relative.

consciousness, at its subtlest level, continues without the body and goes through the series of states called "bardos.

Ah, yes," he replied, "that's true; this is such a civilized country. They have such marvelous houses for dead corpses. But haven't you noticed? They have such wonderful houses for the living corpses too.

Do you think God will ever forgive me for my sins?" I would say: "Forgiveness already exists in the nature of God; it is already there. God has already forgiven you, for God is forgiveness itself. 'To err is human, and to forgive divine.' But can you truly forgive yourself? That's the real question.

The past is the past, the future not yet risen, and even the present thought, as we experience it, becomes the past. The only thing we really have is nowness, is now.

Both despair and euphoria about death are an evasion. Death is neither depressing nor exciting; it is simply a fact of life.

the six realms of samsara: hell, hungry ghost, animal, human, demigod, and god realms, respectively.

One central question here is whether there is any true separation between life and death, or whether it all unfolds in, and is somehow shaped by, our intimacy with and within the gap.

from the Tibetan Buddhist point of view, we can divide our entire existence into four continuously interlinked realities: (1) life, (2) dying and death, (3) after death, and (4) rebirth. These are known as the four bardos: (1) the natural bardo of this life, (2) the painful bardo of dying, (3) the luminous bardo of dharmata, and (4) the karmic bardo of becoming.

This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is like a flash of lightning in the sky, rushing by like a torrent down a steep mountain.

I ask myself often: "Why is it that everything changes?" And only one answer comes back to me: That is how life is. Nothing, nothing at all, has any lasting character. The Buddha said: This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is like a flash of lightning in the sky, Rushing by, like a torrent down a steep mountain.

The successive existences in a series of rebirths are not like the pearls in a pearl necklace, held together by a string, the "soul," which passes through all the pearls; rather they are like dice piled one on top of the other. Each die is separate, but it supports the one above it, with which it is functionally connected. Between the dice there is no identity, but conditionality.14

If everything dies and changes, then what is really true?

The nature of mind is the nature of everything." I wonder if this threefold process the bardos reveal is true not only, as we discovered, of all the different levels of consciousness and of all the different experiences of consciousness, both in life and death, but also perhaps of the actual nature of the universe itself

The Buddha said: This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is like a flash of lightning in the sky, Rushing by, like a torrent down a steep mountain.

Si estamos aquí es para encarnar lo trascendente.

Transient forms sparkle in and out of existence, creating a never-ending, forever newly created reality.

The only thing we really have is nowness, is now.

Was it always to be like this? she wondered. A moment of joy followed by a new sorrow?

Frederick, is God dead?

The heart, the life that is within you, is born in companionship with the environment. Your heart is the life of the great universe. Our own hearts are the womb from which everything originates...

Birth and death is the pulse of Buddha life.

We have bodies. We have personalities. We have histories, stories and experiences. But we are not those things - we are Spirit.

3. i have told you my name so there is tomorrow. 4. see me through your own eyes i am here.