Friday, May 14, 2021

Charles Coutarel Sattoji~ " The Danse..."


 I know nothing about non-duality, the Advaita, the Vedas, little more about the sacred texts or their exegeses...
hardly about the Tao or Buddhism, or Sufism... and no more about the "New-age"...
The only thing I know, that I recognize, is whether I am here in the moment, or already elsewhere...
and the taste of difference... especially ... this taste there... of the Here of being... in itself... and it is not a theory, it is applicable, direct, concrete, sensitive, without argument or quibble.
It is simply what I share here, this reversal of attention towards consciousness itself that I have called "conscious attention", which is only my way of presenting something ... which is pointed out elsewhere in various teachings or testimonies in significantly different ways. I made it an axis and a tool for a simple life in consciousness.
Finally, I would say to researchers, the experiences of "awakening", or other "satori", or "enlightenment", as amazing, glorious and revealing as they may be, ...anecdotal.
Everyone comes down to earth. However, the living and present consciousness here now is not.
All experiences, whether sublime, ordinary or awful, appear, unfold and resolve in this consciousness.
It itself not experience, not representative, but place of reception of all ... experiments.
 Life goes on... Of course this does not solve dreams and other fantasized hopes of all kinds...
" The sky is not blue"... but here no need. It is free"....

____________ Nice day....




Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj ~ Ocean of peace and bliss

"The spiritual aspirant,
the first moment of Bliss
and its continuous growth."

The ever-awaited first moment was the moment when I was convinced that I was not an individual at all.
The idea of my individuality had set me burning so far.
The scalding pain was beyond my capacity to endure;
but there is not even a trace of it now, I am no more an individual.

There is nothing to limit my being now.
The ever present anxiety and the gloom have vanished and now I am all beatitude, pure knowledge, pure consciousness.

The tumors of innumerable desires and passion were simply unbearable,
but fortunately for me, I got hold of the hymn “Hail, Preceptor”,
and on its constant recitation, all the tumors of passions withered away as with a magic spell!

I am ever free now. I am all bliss, sans spite, sans fear.
This beatific conscious form of mine now knows no bounds.
I belong to all and everyone is mine.
The “all” are but my own individuations, and these together go to make up my beatific being.
There is nothing like good or bad, profit or loss, high or low, mine or not mine for me.
Nobody opposes me and I oppose none for there is none other than myself.
Bliss reclines on the bed of bliss. The repose itself has turned into bliss.

There is nothing that I ought or ought not to do, but my activity goes on everywhere, every minute.
Love and anger are divided equally among all, as are work and recreation.
My characteristics of immensity and majesty, my pure energy, and my all,
having attained to the golden core, repose in bliss as the atom of atoms.
My pure consciousness shines forth in majestic splendor.

Why and how the consciousness became self-conscious is obvious now.
The experience of the world is no more of the world as such, but is the blossoming forth of the selfsame conscious principle, God, and what is it?
It is pure, primal knowledge, conscious form, the primordial “I” consciousness that is capable of assuming any form it desires. It is designated as God.
The world as the divine expression is not for any profit or loss; it is the pure, simple, natural flow of beatific consciousness. There are no distinctions of God and devotee, nor Brahman and Maya.
He that meditated on the bliss and peace is himself the ocean of peace and bliss.
Glory to the eternal truth, Sad-Guru, the Supreme Self.




Tuesday, May 11, 2021

Dorothy Walters ~ The Evolute


If you wish to transmute,

open yourself to change.

Le the vibrations of transmutation

flow through your being

like a gentle wind  caressing a rose

that opens its mouth to rain,

a bud that waits

for the awakening sun.

Yes, you can hear without ears,

see without eyes.

These are done by the invisibles

again and again,

even without your knowing

or recognition.

But if you are wed

to the realm

of the senses,

you will not reach

the kingdom I describe.

You will reject its perfections

for a world more familiar,

and wonder why anyone

would desire to enter

the realm of the immutable––

you will be content to remain

where you are, perishable

as a shadow in moonlight.

You will never know

the world of

formless beyond form,

the permanent after the ephemeral,

the embrace of ultimate bliss,

union with the unseen divine.

You will never find

your cosmic lover,

trembling as the earth shudders,

shaking within as secret love enters,

all in time with the leaf that wavers

now in your chest.

Saturday, May 8, 2021

UG Krishnamurti ~ The "I"


UG: “ The “I”, The “Self”, The “Ego”, or whatever you want to call it,
has a tremendous momentum gathered
over millions of years and IT WOULD NOT GO SO EASILY.

Hundreds and thousands of people have been practising
And, whatnot, yet they are not FREED OF THE SELF.


At best there may be a LOOSENING PROCESS but
these methods and techniques CAN NOT LIQUIDATE THE SELF.

Somebody was asking me if he could have a new bed partner every night and still PURSUE THIS PATH.
You can have a new bed partner every night and still this is possible.

( UG in a different context in time, informed that SEX AND YOGA can not go together,

That doesn't mean I want to encourage him in what he does
or that I am teaching immorality.
By indulging in promiscuous behaviour, you are in conflict with societal norms
and moral codes of conduct. You will be held accountable!
What I am pointing out is different; that what happened to me is possible for everybody.

For this to happen.

So, I just want to send yourself packing.
It has no value at all.

The simplicity of it all is so STAGGERING to you.

The one which is trying to understand is

Any attempt on your part to understand the SELF
or the WORLD AROUND you is useless,
Because that is the movement that is taking you away FROM WHAT IS THERE.

The Instant you realise this- then it is finished.
If you don't reach out,
If you don't want to become something else,
What is there is already there.


  Thanks to Subramaniam Palanisamy


Khalil Gibran ~ The river

 It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.

She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.

Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean. 



Tuesday, May 4, 2021

Hafiz ~ This is Grace

The time of judging
Who is drunk or sober,
Who is right and who is wrong,
Who is closer to god, and who is farther away,
All that is over.
This caravan is led instead by a great delight,
The simple joy that sits with us now.
That is the grace.


Monday, May 3, 2021

Mystic Meandering ~ Celestial Symphony...


 The Cosmos plays a continuous symphony of Silence
that only Inner Stillness can hear...
We have forgotten the music of the
Celestial Songs
that sound the stellar light language of
Love ~

Our remembrance lies hidden deep in
the cave of the Heart - untouched...
The unspoken language of the Heart
longs to be opened - awakened...
The dormant vibration calls to us,
to resonate with the tones of Creation
in the Space of Silence ~

Listen deeply and hear the
Celestial Symphony
within the Stillness
of the Heart ~

Follow the cosmic waves,
the pulsing sound of Life,
into the Vastness
of Silence ~

Find your own resonance
with The Rhythm
in your Heart ~

~ and know ~

we are all a tone of Love
playing our uniqueness in the
Chord of Life,
reverberating with the
Sound of Source ~

Mystic Meandering
August 1, 2001 



Friday, April 30, 2021



Some experiences happen. Some happen to us. Yet some of them go right through us. So did this gust of Silence – unsought, unexpected – go through Yolande the day she turned forty. And it left her established in that Silence ever since. What kind of silence does this experience bring about that anchors one to Silence? The answer to this question lies in this book, which springs from that state where Yolande remains established.

According to all spiritual traditions, this Silence-Presence has been considered both a topic of discussion and a goal to achieve. But something is happening more and more frequently that is perhaps a gift bestowed on our times, but that we are still incapable of identifying. Something that in times past would come to happen as a result of a long process of ascesis is suddenly bursting into our lives. Perhaps it has been taking place all along without anyone noticing. Or perhaps it was imbued, more often than not, with the prevailing religiousness of the moment. Nowadays, however, the frontiers between religion, spirituality, mysticism, transcendence and the inner world are becoming ever vaguer. Simultaneously, a greater variety of frames of interpretation are currently at our disposal to explain this fact. Yolande’s experience could be classified as the now known as “non-dualistic experiences”, and she, as one of today’s neo-advaita authors.

¿What characterizes this experience that ends up becoming a permanent state of consciousness?

Firstly, it is something that bursts out by itself – that is not built up. It is beyond the individual self. Yet, simultaneously, it embraces the whole of the recipient, and transcends it. In the words of another woman from seven centuries ago, Marguerite Porete: “For you. Within you. But without you.” In other words, it goes through one. It is an experience that both centers and decenters the individual.

It endures through time. Something gets opened, leaving a permanent caesura – an opening that will never close again.

From this opening, everything is perceived in a new manner, with an all-embracing, all-accepting awareness.

From that moment on, the recipient ceases being the reference point and becomes a mere witness to this Silence underlying each and every event.

It leads one to a life of simplicity, of unattachement to outer things and to one’s self-image, free from fame and wealth.

Paradoxically, what seems to be a depersonalizing experience becomes one of suprapersonalization, as its human repository reaches its highest good by being let go of itself.

Let us have a glimpse of Yolande’s own words:

I am pure Energy, Silence. At the same time, I am that point of light that illumines movement. I do not perceive things through my senses – I am perception itself. I don’t look through my eyes – I am the act of looking itself. I am the Witness, the light that brings life to name and form. But I am beyond seeing and witnessing.

That speaking I is not Yolande’s, but what remains once both the social and individual egos have receded. Yolande herself speaks of two retractions or disconnections that need being learned: getting rid of the identification with “I am such and such” (first name, last name, personality, etc.), after which there just remains a mere “I am”; but the latter must also get disconnected because it itself implies a separate entity. Thus begins the participating in what can be given many names – or none. Yolande sometimes refers to it as “Global Awareness”, which is but one more way to point to that Silence or Presence which, in Ramana Maharshí’s or Nisargadatta’s Advaita tradition, is explained in terms of stepping from “i am” to “I Am”. That capitalized “I” represents the univesral Consciousness which the individual is but a mere infinitessimal part of.

Whether or not my eyes are open, I cannot forget that absolute obviousness that everything is within me – the sky, the stars and the whole universe. Once you are anchored in that Silence, you can still watch movement. However, Silence’s point of view rules over all the others. Once you have seen what you really are, you cannot forget it: my body and the world are within me – not me within them.

That which western philosophy gets to grasp or formulate as the fruit of intense speculation springs up, in this case, in a spontaneous, diaphanous and unconditional manner. Yet, sudden experiences such as Yolande’s both fascinate and perturb the individual. ¿Why do they not manifest in those people who have spent their whole lives meditating, while they suddenly do in others? In Yolande’s own words:

Perhaps this experience of awakening manifested in me because I was not a complicated person. I had never actually wondered what such an awakening would be like. I didn’t even know that such a possibility existed!

Another question that often comes up is about the method. ¿Which practice can actually take us to such a state? As it manifested in Yolande without any method whatsoever, she cannot recommend any, as is the case with all of today’s neo-Advaita authours except Eckhart Tolle. All she says is that her teaching consists of expressing her own experience. “My method is LIFE or LIFE is my method”. And she adds:

It all boils down to allowing LIFE – and not “our life” – to lead us. LIFE is incrediblly powerful. It has the power of Existence. Trusting LIFE means clearly seeing that you – the individual – are utterly powerless, and allowing the power of Silence manifest itself. Trusting is a wordless acceptance that grows within us whenever we let LIFE take care of LIFE.

However, we can be even more insiduous or demanding, and wonder: How can we ascertain that such an experience is real? How consistent is it? If the method is LIFE, only in LIFE itself can one find the discriminative criteria to judge such an experience. All religious traditions agree that only the fruit of a spiritual experience can validate its attributes and qualities. I resort to these traditions because the newest is, simultaneously, the oldest – and we need both of them to nourish ourselves. In Buddhist terms, this experience should lead to wisdom and compassion, and, as one goes further, it manifests as the six paramitas (great virtues): generosity; honesty; patience; energy; concentration; and full awareness. In Hindu terms, it manifests as imperturbability; forgiveness; self-control; honesty; purity (cleanliness); control of the senses; discrimination; wisdom; truthfulness; and absence of anger (Manusmriti, VI, 92). In Christian terms, the fruits of the Spirit are: joy; peace; patience; benevolence; kindness; faith; gentleness; and self-control (Gal 5, 22-23). In Sufi terms, it implies: fanâ; egolessness; fortitude; and poverty.

Well, Yolande does ooze a lot of it all – something one can be perceived just by spending a short time with her. Dolors Martorell, the co-author of this book, has wonderfully put into words in her prologue what happens in Yolande’s presence: silence expands; one gets infected by her silence. She writes: “One cannot grasp her words. Trying to understand them with the mind is like trying to soak up the ocean with a handkerchief”. This book should not be read with the mind but with another organ capable of grasping much more: the heart. The heart as conceived by all spiritual traditions: the act of opening our individual ego to that absolute Presence, that global Awareness. Regardless of the names we may attach to It, Yolande’s words echo that Depth, that transforming Silence.

Reading this book – as well as her two other previous ones – involves a willingness to be touched by those sparks of Silence-Presence that have overpowered Yolande. She offers them with the simplicity of one who knows herself to be the recipient of a gift that she does not own, but that she wishes to share with others out of her conviction that It is everyone’s destiny.