OM TARE TUTTARE TURE SOHA
Green Tara, in Tibetan Buddhism, is the Buddha of compassion in action. She can be envoked as proteçtor who comes to our aid to releive us and those that we care for of physical, emotional and spiritual suffering. Reciting the above mantra has the capacity to bring about transformation in the body and mind of ourselves and others.
‘Our approach is nearly one hundred percent geared to the cultivation of the psychotherapist. Things are interconnected. The client’s journey will be assisted by the psychotherapist’s ability to be present at greater and greater depths, and subtler and subtler places. If the psychotherapist cannot do this the client wll be restricted. So the client’s growth or movement will be determined by the psychotherapist’s limitations.’
‘The psychotherapist has to be vulnerable (but) it’s the vulnerability of the warrior as opposed to the vulnerability of the vulnerable person. It is the ability to meet whatever is coming at them. it’s about the capacity to hold, to take things personally and not personally at the same time.’
Maura Sills, founder of Core Process Psychotherapy and the Karuna Institute.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
It’s only a problem if i fight what is, if i want it to be something other than what it is.
Fighting what is, is tiring.
Facing and feeling what is, is terrifying.
Being in the fire, the pain of what is, appears unbearable, engulfing.
Moving through, fully feeling what is, is the path to transformation.