Oddly, as I killed thousands of sentient beings over the course of the day in weeding the garden this came to mind:All berries without number
I vow to masticate
Endless bindweed plants
I vow to uproot
The fallen down arbour
I vow to levitate
The great veggie garden
I vow to maintain.
(with thanks to Reese for his help adapting the Four Bodhisattva Vows)
The first Tuesday that Madoka came to the UVic sit, during the tea circle she talked about the "dirty side" of being an organic farmer: all the death she deals out daily to aphids and other bugs and weeds. And, of course, she mentioned how there's no escape from that. To be alive means you're killing something else.
ReplyDeleteI love the Gardensattva Vows.