Jesus had it right. It's all about Love.
The major question that propelled Eihei Dogen, the founder of the Soto School of Zen, to leave Japan
and seek a teacher in China seems to have been, basically, "If we are all already perfect, why bother practicing meditation?" I've seen that question asked in any number of ways over the years. Though it does certainly seem to defy logic, the answer, for me at least, is pretty clear: Both on and off the cushion, Practice doesn't make perfect. Practice is perfect. And, as John, a newcomer to MMM said in the Circle on Monday, it is a verb, not a noun. It continuously flows from and returns to pure yearning, pure intention, pure effort and pure fulfillment. It's something I just do now--as much as I can.
It seems to me that the heart of the matter is that it is all a matter of the Heart. In the gentle caring of an open heart, we can actually see what each moment brings to us more clearly. We may actually be able to be kind, to help out when needed. As the Dalai Lama points out, it's as simple as that. But simple doesn't mean easy. It takes Practice.
I'm grateful to the Teachers and Teachings that I've stumbled across over these past decades for pointing that out--and for those that continue to surround me each day. (Right now it's the whining of two year old Abbie as Betsy patiently huddles with the Twins for a nap on the couch in the other room.)
But, please, don't take my word for any of this. See for yourself!
I think I'll go Sit now.
How 'bout you?