Saturday, July 21, 2018

Rumi Revealed - Silence of Love


Chapter from the book RUMI REVEALED
translated by
Rassouli....
Literary editor and poetic expression in English by 
Naomi and Rassouli....

Chapter: Silence of Love

"God is the name given to the infinite, eternal, energy that is always creating and that which is beyond boundaries, beyond time, beyond place, beyond words, and beyond all comprehension. While God is not known through the mind, we discover a deep well and a fountain of love inside our hearts through which God may be experienced in a divine touch igniting us with divine love.

Silence is the ultimate presence of God to all that is created, and silence is our presence to all that has not yet been created.

We keep a vigil of love in reverent silence in response to the overwhelming gift of love that has offered us life. Unable to hold it inside, we break out in praise and celebration of the beauty of that love.

Rumi embodied the expression of love in a way that brought heaven to earth. He became part of the great mystery, the unity, and the oneness that awakens the heart from a deep sleep to reveal the divine truth of who we are.

“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God” is a powerful metaphor alluding to the great silence rather than spoken words. In the beginning, there was no one to speak. It was a process unfolding in silence or a divine decree that manifested in a creative result. This is an indication that the divine power, or the power of creativity, is a profound intention arising from silence. Mystics consider this process the manifestation of love. Everything that has been created flows from the word of life itself.

The Infinite is expressed through Silence.

The greatest of human achievements have not evolved from the words expressed by a person manifesting greatness, but from the depth of the silence of pure intention.

The essence of love and creativity exists in silence and not in the words that are derived from the rational mind. Every word evolves from silence, every sound proceeds from silence, and every thing that is created has originated from silence. All become the living word of life itself.


Words can sometimes dissipate power rather than strengthen it. In many cases, the loss of power is the result of talking about the intention before it has resulted in manifestation.

There are two kinds of speech and two kinds of silence. Speech is either fact or deception, and silence is the result of achievement or neglect. When truth is spoken, words are better than silence, but when words are fabricated or untrue, silence is better than speech.
Al Hajwiri

Life is illuminated when the lips are closed, and the heart begins to speak. Silence enhances power. It is the pride of the humble and the humility of the proud. It is the zenith of merit for the brave and the haven of security for the coward. Silence is the wisdom of fools and the discretion of the wise.

Silence is the basis for the development of character. It is the mystery and the voice within the heart that leads to reverence, patience, self-control, endurance, and courage.

Two actions are identified with foolishness:
Silence when it is time to speak
and talk when it is time to be silent.
Saadi

Rumi has given more value to “silence” for those on the path of enlightenment than other mystics. Many of the poems in the Divan of Shams end with the words, “Be silent” or some other descriptive phrase about being silent. His most mystical poems and those with deeper meanings often reflect the importance of silence. Perhaps some of the best advice in his poetry is when he tells himself to be silent as he feels the emergence of the rational mind interfering with his ecstatic state. He usually stops the poetry and goes into silence when that happens.

Poetry to Rumi is the prelude to silence.

To Rumi, nothing is worth saying if what is said is not spoken out of love that flows freely through the heart to guide what is being said. In fact, poetry to him is conversation with love. It is in silence that love most easily finds the way to the heart. It is in silence that love is given the freest passage. The expression of the message then has the perfect clarity of truth. If we open our mouths to speak, and our words do not come from love, then we should say nothing.

Silence is pure essence, while talking is like a cover surrounding the essence. The deep ecstasy of the spiritual journey harbors the beauty that is hidden inside. Silence has many concealed advantages, and the simplest one is that it relieves apprehension and doubt and frees a person to embrace an inner peace.

I am a mirror! I am a mirror! I am not a person of words.
I am revealed when your eyes become listening ears.

There is a sacred silence inside everyone where a divine conversation can be heard. Be silent and listen to the whispers of love within the heart that long to be expressed and feel the tranquility and freedom love can bring.

Mystics who have received the divine wine
have learned many secrets and kept silent.
All who are truly aware of the mystery
have closed and sealed their mouths.
The Masnavi

Careless thoughts can take the form of words, and they pour out of the mouth every day. Thought has an energy that is carried with the words. If the thought is negative, it goes out like an arrow and finds its mark in whoever might be in its path. The words find soft vulnerable flesh, and they can sting and cause pain, leaving wounds that can harm and steal the joy from the life of another person.

Man has the creative power to send out thoughts that inspire, that heal, and that warm the heart. Love is the cure for those wounds. Love has the healing power to help anyone forgive cruelty, to heal the inner wounds, and to find a way to transform the negative hurt that is carried inside.

A deep silence overcomes me,
and I wonder why I ever thought
to utter words.

An important reason for silence is to “conceal the mystery.” Revealing the secrets among those who don’t have the capacity to receive and understand them often leads to adversity and conflict. Rumi’s advice is to be so careful that we even hide the secrets from the walls and the doors. The mystery is to be revealed only to those who are capable of holding the deeper truths silently within their hearts.

What matters in life is what is true and the moments that are real, moments when love is felt and experienced, when a connection is made through love, whether it is with another person, or when feeling the presence of Divine Love. Pure love is everything, and it flows from a deep and sacred silence that protects and guards the mystery.

What is underneath the command to say nothing or to be silent is the longing for love, the patience of waiting for it, the silence of the vigil, the hope that it will come, and the faith that love will anoint our expression in whatever form it presents or manifests itself in each one of us.

Silence is the dwelling place of creation.
It holds the mystery and surprise of all that is created."

(One of the most important chapters!)





Thursday, July 19, 2018

Alasdair Urquhart - Gratitude An Eternal Tide




Gratitude An Eternal Tide Written and narrated by Alasdair Urquhart

"Tides of love and gratitude flowing through us all a most sacred trust unrolls and brings us to a stillness where the ineffable unfolds in gratitude and wonder thy will it doth dictate that the eternal tide waits for no man It is just gives and receives with endless gratitude wash washing on eternity's shore.

 Tides of love and gratitude flowing through us all makes the world go round all angels sing elemental's dance at one with such accord where gratitude through blessings such a peace entails the eternal tide waits for no man It is just giving and receiving with endless gratitude wash washing on eternity's shore.

 Tides of love and gratitude flowing through us all at friendships gate love creates from this sacred place within and we perceive with gratitude not we but thee dear lord the eternal tide waits for no man It is just gives and receives with endless gratitude wash washing on eternity's shore.

 Tides of love and gratitude flowing through us all earthly fears as ego it subsides In gratitude and wonder all manner of surprise as life unfolds through beauty the friendships this creates an atmosphere of gentle joy in the fulfilling of life's dictates the eternal tide waits for no man.. It is just giving and receiving with endless gratitude wash washing on eternity's shore.

 Tides of love and gratitude flowing through us all as from this sacred place we witness the wonders of thy grace with profound gratitude we acknowledge all life alone is thee gratitude your sacred children's way to say blessed be to thee the eternal tide waits for no man.. It is just gives and receives with endless gratitude wash washing on eternity's shore.

 Waves of gratitude crash over me
such an elixir of life..Gratitude.."





 

Thanks to  Naomi Stone 
for posting this on her facebook  page 

 

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Seema Sahoo - Veil



A thunder has risen inside my mind
My breaths are intermingled
With each other
I am frozen
Stunned, speechless, shattered
I am victorious, Yet lost to myself
Standing powerless and vulnerable
I am reflection as well as
The mirror
Shimmering, sparking and reflecting
What intoxication is that?
The pain is echoing inside me day and night
It’s a huge deceit
A magical net of delusions
Fighting with the state of
My heart and mind
Standing with faith
Covered in stained veil
I am naked
I am the veil, I am the shame
I am the stain
Veil is untouched
So is my body
What should I do?
How will I show myself?
To myself?
How will I go home?
I am devastated, shattered
Crushed and broken
I am simple, I am precious
I am special, I am ordinary
I am dark, I am white
I am coiling sand in the sky
I am the relentless rain
That cannot pour down
I am the witching night
I am the wick in lamp
Standing dazed and disoriented
My body is of glass
I am shadow of myself
I am scared just of myself!
My body burning in firewood
Slightly moist and covered
Burning on and on
prolong
What magic
I am the illusion, I am the shadow
I am the soul, I am the body
I am standing dumbfounded
I am standing with faith
In stained veil
I am standing here, there and every where
I am every where



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Friday, July 13, 2018

Jiddu Krishnamurti - What is Love...



     So when you ask what love is, you may be too frightened to see the answer. It may mean complete upheaval; it may break up the family; you may discover that you do not love your wife or husband or children—do you?—you may have to shatter the house you have built, you may never go back to the temple.

    But if you still want to find out, you will see that fear is not love, dependence is not love, jealousy is not love, possessiveness and domination are not love, responsibility and duty are not love, self-pity is not love, the agony of not being loved is not love, love is not the opposite of hate any more than humility is the opposite of vanity.

    So if you eliminate all these, not by forcing them but by washing them away as the rain washes the dust of many days from a leaf, then perhaps you will come upon this strange flower, which man always hungers after.

    If you have not got love—not just in little drops but in abundance—if you are not filled with it, the world will go to disaster. You know intellectually that the unity of mankind is essential and that love is the only way, but who is going to teach you how to love?

    Will any authority, any method, any system, tell you how to love? If anyone tells you, it is not love. Can you say, “I will practice love. I will sit down day after day and think about it. I will practice being kind and gentle and force myself to pay attention to others”?

    Do you mean that you can discipline yourself to love, exercise the will to love? When you exercise discipline and will to love, love goes out the window. By practicing some method or system of loving you may become extraordinarily clever or more kindly or get into a state of nonviolence, but that has nothing whatsoever to do with love.

    In this torn desert world there is no love because pleasure and desire play the greatest roles, yet without love your daily life has no meaning. And you cannot have love if there is no beauty. Beauty is not something you see—not a beautiful tree, a beautiful picture, a beautiful building, or a beautiful woman. There is beauty only when your heart and mind know what love is.

    Without love and that sense of beauty there is no virtue, and you know very well that, do what you will—improve society, feed the poor—you will only be creating more mischief, for without love there is only ugliness and poverty in your own heart and mind.

    But when there is love and beauty, whatever you do is right, whatever you do is in order. If you know how to love, then you can do what you like because it will solve all other problems.
    So we reach the point: Can the mind come upon love without discipline, without thought, without enforcement, without any book, any teacher or leader—come upon it as one comes upon a lovely sunset? It seems to me that one thing is absolutely necessary and that is passion without motive—passion that is not the result of some commitment or attachment, passion that is not lust. A man who does not know what passion is will never know love because love can only come into being when there is total self-abandonment.

    A mind that is seeking is not a passionate mind and to come upon love without seeking it is the only way to find it—to come upon it unknowingly and not as the result of any effort or experience. Such a love, you will find, is not of time; such a love is both personal and impersonal, is both the one and the many.

    Like a flower that has a perfume, you can smell it or pass it by. That flower is for everybody and for the one who takes the trouble to breath it deeply and to look at it with delight. Whether one is very near in the garden or very far away, it is the same to the flower because it is full of that perfume and, therefore, it is sharing with everybody.

    Love is something that is new, fresh, alive. It has no yesterday and no tomorrow. It is beyond the turmoil of thought. It is only the innocent mind which knows what love is, and the innocent mind can live in the world, which is not innocent.

    To find this extraordinary thing which man has sought endlessly through sacrifice, through worship, through relationship, through sex, through every form of pleasure and pain, is only possible when thought comes to understand itself and comes naturally to an end. Then love has no opposite, then love has no conflict.

    You may ask, “If I find such love, what happens to my wife, my children, my family? They must have security.” When you put such a question you have never been outside the field of thought, the field of consciousness. When once you have been outside that field you will never ask such a question because then you will know what love is in which there is no thought and therefore, no time. You may read this mesmerized and enchanted, but actually to go beyond thought and time—which means going beyond sorrow—is to be aware that there is a different dimension called love.

    But you don’t know how to come upon this extraordinary fount, so what do you do? If you don’t know what to do, you do nothing, don’t you? Absolutely nothing. Then inwardly you are completely silent. Do you understand what that means? It means you are not seeking, not wanting, not pursuing; there is no center at all. Then there is love.


from Freedom from the Known
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Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Kabir - Spare me the trip…



I’m waiting for the ferry,
but where are we going,
And is there a paradise anyway?
Besides, what will I, who see you everywhere,
Do there?
I’m okay where I am, says Kabir,
Spare me the trip…


 

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Imadeddin Nasimi - Canceled Out



Dawn:
the tavern:
I learned the inside way
from a licensed guide.

Old Man Love:
"Come in, come in:
don't loiter around
outside!"
Inside:
SPLENDOR
cups of pain.

The saki:
"Drink, drink!"
and he embraced me
light
so close...

SAKI/ME
both one
or one disguised
as two?
NOW WITNESS
NOW OBJECT-OF-SIGHT
NOW SAKI
NOW CUP...
Nothing remains:
I know nothing:
all HIM
Nasimi: canceled out
in the beauty
of the
seducer.


English version by Peter Lamborn Wilson and Nasrollah Pourjavady
Original Language Persian/Farsi




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Monday, July 9, 2018

Thomas Merton - Prayer, Silence & Solitude



In true prayer, although every silent moment remains the same, 
every moment is a new discovery of a new silence, 
a new penetration into that eternity in which all things are always new. 
We know, by fresh discovery, the deep reality that is our concrete existence here and now …

When I am liberated by silence,
when I am no longer involved in the measurement of life,
but in the living of it,
I can discover a form of prayer in which
there is effectively, no distraction.

My whole life becomes a prayer.
My whole silence is full of prayer.

The world of silence in which I am immersed contributes to my prayer.

Let me seek, then, the gift of silence, … and solitude,
where everything I touch is turned into prayer:

where the sky is my prayer,
the birds are my prayer,
the wind in the trees is my prayer,
for God is all in all.




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