Saturday, February 24, 2018

Sri Aurobindo - Truth at the mystic fount of Life




A STILLNESS absolute, incommunicable,
Meets the sheer self-discovery of the soul;
A wall of stillness shuts it from the world,
A gulf of stillness swallows up the sense
And makes unreal all that mind has known,
All that the laboring senses still would weave
Prolonging an imaged unreality.
Self’s vast spiritual silence occupies Space;
Only the Inconceivable is left,
Only the Nameless without space and time:
Abolished is the burdening need of life:
Thought falls from us, we cease from joy and grief;
The ego is dead; we are freed from being and care,
We have done with birth and death and work and fate.
O soul, it is too early to rejoice!
Thou hast reached the boundless silence of the Self,
Thou hast leaped into a glad divine abyss;
But where hast thou thrown Self’s mission and Self’s power?
On what dead bank on the Eternal’s road?
One was within thee who was self and world,
What hast thou done for his purpose in the stars?
Escape brings not the victory and the crown!
Something thou cam’st to do from the Unknown,
But nothing is finished and the world goes on
Because only half God’s cosmic work is done.
Only the everlasting No has neared
And stared into thy eyes and killed thy heart:
But where is the Lover’s everlasting Yes,
And immortality in the secret heart,
The voice that chants to the creator Fire,
The symboled OM, the great assenting Word,
The bridge between the rapture and the calm,
The passion and the beauty of the Bride,
The chamber where the glorious enemies kiss,
The smile that saves, the golden peak of things?
This too is Truth at the mystic fount of Life.

— Sri Aurobindo – Savitri

 
Thanks to Shantideva

 

Rumi - Oh you...




Oh you who have devoted yourself to strife,
you have not discerned yourself from others!
Whenever you come upon a form,
you stop and say, “I am this.”
By God, you are not that! . . .
How can you be that?
You are that unique one, happy, beautiful,
and intoxicated with yourself.
You are your own bird, prey, and snare,
your  own seat of honor, carpet, and roof.
“Substance” subsists in itself,
those things that derive from it are accidents.
If you are born of Adam,
sit like him and behold his progeny within yourself.
What does the vat contain that is not in the river?
What does the room encompass that is not in the city?
This world is the vat, and the heart the running stream,
this world the room, and the heart the city of wonders.

— Jalalud’din Rumi – Mathnawi IV: 803-811
– “The Sufi Path of Love” (transl. William C. Chittick)


 

Thich Nhat Hanh - Wholly ourselves



 Let us be at peace with our bodies and our minds.
Let us return to ourselves and become wholly ourselves.

Let us be aware of the source of being,
common to us all and to all living things.

Evoking the presence of the Great Compassion,
let us fill our hearts with our own compassion—
towards ourselves and towards all living beings.

Let us pray that we ourselves cease to be
the cause of suffering to each other.

With humility, with awareness of the existence of life,
and of the suffering that are going on around us,
let us practice the establishment of peace in our hearts and on earth.

— Thich Nhat Hanh – in Singing The Living Tradition



 

Thursday, February 22, 2018

Mooji - I once believed...



I once believed that everyone had to like me,
but now this belief is no more.
I once believed I had to be the best person
I could be in order to be free, but no more.
I once believed that I had to first do everything
I needed to do in the world, 
and only when I had done that and I was satisfied
could I turn my attention to Self-discovery.
I once believed that.
I once believed that it was up to someone else
to make me happy.
That seems a long time ago.
I once believed that I was not worthy, 
but i see now that was nonsense.
I once believed I was not ready, 
but I see now it’s not true.
I once believed that I had to practice more, 
meditate longer, be more sincere, 
but I saw it’s not like that.
Life is not so strenuous or cruel.
I believed so many things that were not true.
Then i realised nothing can obstruct the freedom I am. 






Sunday, February 18, 2018

Rumi - What is...




What is Poison….?
He replied with a beautiful answer:
Anything which is more than our necessity is Poison.
It may be Power, Wealth, Hunger, Ego, Greed, Laziness,
Love, Ambition, Hate or anything…
What is fear…..?
Non acceptance of uncertainty.
If we accept that uncertainty, it becomes adventure…!
What is envy….?
Non acceptance of good in others
If we accept that good, it becomes inspiration…!
What is Anger….?
Non acceptance of things which are beyond our control.
If we accept, it becomes tolerance…!
What is hatred….?
Non acceptance of person as he is.
If we accept person unconditionally, it becomes love…!