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2025-06-21
Arahants Have No Barnacles
17:46
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Ayya Medhanandi
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Anger and fear are perilous, flammable states of mind – like barnacles attached to a ship's hull that undermine its power to sail. So we call on wise discernment and forgiveness to rescue us. We take stock: is there any anger within me? Or fear? The Dhamma purifies and frees us from these stains of the heart. So seek refuge. Guard the mind from the fires of anger or unwholesome states by directing full attention to present moment awareness. This is the blessing of our work, and the promise of awakening.
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Ottawa Buddhist Society
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2025-06-20
Stand Strong Like The Trees
25:36
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Ayya Medhanandi
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Living in the forest, we are always aware of the trees. Patient, deep-rooted, even in fierce storms, they stand. So stand like the trees, committed and enduring. See the world with pure awareness, just the way it is. Living in a state of gratitude, we make peace with the divisiveness of this realm. We offer the blessing of our own inner harmony – the heart's compassionate, pure presence – to live and die in a state of grace, gratitude and love. Some will be blessed by that. But can we spread peace in the world without being peaceful ourselves?
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Sati Saraniya Hermitage
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2025-06-20
Equanimity-The Peace of a Spacious Mind
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Yuka Nakamura
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Equanimity is a balance of mind even in the face of change and turmoil. A spaciousness of the heart that is vast enough to hold the joys and sorrows of life. A stillness that lies beneath the waves of an agitated mind. The talk discusses different ways in which equanimity manifests in our relationships to other beings and life experiences.
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Meditationszentrum Beatenberg
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2025-06-20
Silent Homage
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Ayya Medhanandi
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The heart’s splendor is known in pure awareness – not tainted by any harmful thought or feeling. It is integrity itself – present now. Traverse from the self, the narrow sense of me and mine, to surrender – knowing that we are nothing of this realm. But this emptiness is a fullness, measureless and complete – so vast that it dwarfs everything. It is universal love, compassion, supremely gentle, kind. Once known, it can never not be known. We are not separate from awareness. Like the sky. It is always there – a silent homage, our true home.
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Sati Saraniya Hermitage
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