Thursday, September 10, 2009
Arghhh...Need More Water!
A Puddle in the Sierra Mountains
Arghh, It's hot in Southern California. Too hot for the grass to grow, especially when it's denied its usual water amount. We're on water rationing. Odd numbers are supposed to water on Tuesday, Thursday, Sunday, and even numbers are watering on Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Or something like that. I'm odd. My family can also never remember when we're supposed to water, so sometimes we don't. The good news is that water consumption in San Diego has dropped enormously. If you fly over it you see San Diego as the dry place it was before watered landscape, and the threat of wildfire is very visible.
I'm thinking of installing astro turf. But it doesn't cool down a yard. The other idea is a fluffy, durable ground cover. It's not a large yard, but it does give me that nice chill feeling when I'm meditating.
I've written through the year in my blog about how much I enjoy meditating outside. To be surrounded by space and sky, to see trees, birds, and the occasional mad ransacking border collie really opens my meditations. All the Buddhas and enlightened beings are there in the openness of the true nature of mind. And I'm sure that if I have their images in my mind (from gazing at paintings and drawings of them through the years) they appear spontaneously wherever I meditate. Or wherever anyone meditates, after all. And isn't that the point? To be able to invoke the embodiments of wisdom throughout the day, wherever we are? At Target, at the beach, and at the doctor's office? How often are we going to be really challenged at home in front of our shrines? Okay, I admit that's the most challenging place of all. But I mean the struggles of daily life need to be buffered by the presence of compassion and wisdom.
So I call upon the Buddhas in my dry Southern California backyard, with the bright blue sky above and the fading pink flowers of my tall hibiscus trees. The border collie chases around the yard, occasionally destroys a plant or cushion, comes to sit beside me for a moment, and she trains in quietness. My mind trains in equanimity and compassion. And all is good.
Peace! And if you get a second, leave a note for me about where you best like to meditate.
I did not want to post a photo of my dead lawn, so here is bend in a gentle creek in the Sierra Mountains. I can aspire to bringing its beauty into my yard eventually.
Posted by Laura at 12:17 PM