Sewa, Seva, Serve

Good morning!

We can hear the sound of singing birds and flowing water and wind, and see the beautiful sunlight. An old poem says, “When I hear a bird singing, I wonder if it is my father or mother.”

It is said that the grace of father is higher than the mountain, and that the grace of mother is deeper than the ocean.

Even though we want them alive, we must part with them. We must part with other things and beings. Eventually we must part with our bodies as well.

But we usually strive and contrive all kinds of things to benefit our bodies. When we know that we must part with them, what should we do?

Should we make the nuke fire light, the pollution mountain, and the blood and tear ocean? If we know the truth of impermanence and interdependence, we want to save and serve.

Sewa (seva, serve, care) is to repay the great grace of all beings. We can serve to make the whole system into holy truth, goodness, and beauty.

7/16/11

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