Have a Little Talk With Fear

Pema Chödrön: A Story about Fear

Once there was a young warrior. Her teacher told her that she had to do battle with fear. She didn’t want to do that. It seemed too aggressive; it was scary; it seemed unfriendly. But the teacher said she had to do it and gave her the instructions for the battle. The day arrived. The student warrior stood on one side, and fear stood on the other. The warrior was feeling very small, and fear was looking big and wrathful. They both had their weapons. The young warrior roused herself and went toward fear, prostrated three times, and asked, “May I have permission to go into battle with you?” Fear said, “Thank you for showing me so much respect that you ask permission.” Then the young warrior said, “How can I defeat you?” Fear replied, “My weapons are that I talk fast, and I get very close to your face. Then you get completely unnerved, and you do whatever I say. If you don’t do what I tell you, I have no power. You can listen to me, and you can have respect for me. You can even be convinced by me. But if you don’t do what I say, I have no power.” In that way, the student warrior learned how to defeat fear.


From  When Things Fall Apart: Heart Advice for Difficult Times by Pema Chödrön.

Pema Chödrön (born Deirdre Blomfield-Brown, 1936) is an American Tibetan Buddhist. She is an ordained nun, acharya and disciple of Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche. Chödrön has written several dozen books and audiobooks, and is principal teacher at Gampo Abbey in Nova Scotia, Canada.

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April Poems 2020 #2: Foolish but Necessary Allowances

Tree

It is foolish

to let a young redwood

grow next to a house.

Even in this

one lifetime,

you will have to choose.

That great calm being,

this clutter of soup pots and books—

Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.

Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.

BY JANE HIRSHFIELD, From Given Sugar, Given Salt

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Shadow Lines With Begonia

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Palabras/Words: Poems in Spanish Translated to English #7

Otro sueño

1919

¡Una golondrina vuela
Hacia muy lejos! . . .

Hay floraciones de rocío
Sobre mi sueño,
Y mi corazón da vueltas,
Lleno de tedio,
Como un tiovivo en que la Muerte
Pasea a sus hijuelos.
¡Quisiera en estos árboles
Atar al tiempo
Con un cable de noche negra,
Y pintar luego
Con mi sangre las riberas
Pálidas de mis recuerdos!
¿Cuántos hijos tiene la Muerte?
¡Todos están en mi pecho!

¡Una golondrina viene
De muy lejos!

 

Federico García Lorca (1898–1936)

 From Poet in Spain

Translation by Sarah Arvio

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Hand Shadow Variations

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