Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Naresh Dhull - Silence




A fool takes "silence"
as the "absence of speaking".
It's not so.
Silence is absence of thoughts or
harmony in thoughts!

Silence is when mind stops
putting obstructions to
the expression of the "heart"!

Silence is total absence of mind
and total presence of heart!

Silence is surrender
to the "unknown".
It is total acceptance of the unknown!

Silence is stillness of being;
stillness of being in love!

It is creative expression:
of life,
of love,
of beauty,
of truth,
of the Seer within!

Silence is totality of life.

It is oneness of
mind-heart-navel!
It is not stillness of tongue;
it is stillness of beauty!

Silence is virtue!
It is peace!
Natural peace of soul!!






 

Sunday, December 29, 2019

Hadewijch - I am so vast



All things
are too small
to hold me,
I am so vast

In the Infinite
I reach
for the Uncreated

I have
touched it,
it undoes me
wider than wide

Everything else
is too narrow

You know this well,
you who are also there


Friday, December 27, 2019

Brian Browne Walker - Inner peace




Forget

about understanding and

harmonizing and making all things one.

The universe is already a harmonious

oneness; just realize

that.



If you

scramble about in

search of inner peace,

you will lose your

inner peace.

Wei wu Wei Ching, Chapter 56


 
 
 
 

Tuesday, December 24, 2019

Ram Dass - "Be Here Now"





Ram Dass Podcasts:
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Amoda Maa - The paradoxe of freedom



 The closer we come to truth (and the closer we come to living that truth), everything becomes paradoxical. Yes, everything. It's this and that. It's human and divine. It's messy and it's perfect. It's time-bound and it's timeless. It's relative and it's absolute. It's form and formless. Everything becomes paradoxical.

We start to live as this paradox, because truth is not an end point. Truth is not an answer. Truth is not a belief system. Truth is an open ended-ness within us. And this is where freedom begins.

It’s not a freedom that negates our human experience, with all its challenges, with all its ups and downs, with all its losses and heartbreaks. It's a freedom that allows us to live at peace with all of it, even when it's not peaceful. It's a deep acceptance of what is.

It’s a freedom that wipes away all the cover-ups, everything we tell ourselves in order to protect ourselves, to pretend that we're safe, to imagine a perfect destination. It’s a freedom that wipes away the layers of defended-ness, all the strategies that we create - mental strategies, emotional strategies, energetic strategies - to get what we think we want from life in order to feel comfortable, in order to feel special, in order to feel loved. But these cover-ups end up being our prison. And there is no fulfillment in this self-created prison.

Fulfillment only comes when there are no cover-ups. It's the fulfillment of internal freedom, and has nothing to do with the external. You could be in a jail cell, and still this freedom is available.





 

Sunday, December 22, 2019

Master Hongzhi - Guidepost of Silent Illumination




Silent and serene, forgetting words, bright clarity appears before you.

Dropping judgements and names, sitting serene, Prajna Wisdom lights up the you-before-world.

When you reflect it you become vast, where you embody it you are spiritually uplifted.
Vast without boundaries, uplifted yet securely grounded in one’s seat.

Spiritually solitary and shining, inner illumination restores wonder,
Wholly Holy Whole, for there is nothing other ... Just what remains to wonder about?

Dew in the moonlight, a river of stars, snow-covered pines, clouds enveloping the peak.
Each separate thing never apart in emptyness-dance.

In darkness it is most bright, while hidden all the more manifest.
In darkness, all branches become one ... while the trees do not hide the forest, the forest does not conceal the trees.

The crane dreams in the wintery mists.
A pure white-on-white, yet we are our silhouettes; At the pivot point, we live this dreaming.

The autumn waters flow far in the distance.
Life’s time-river comes from somewhere, seems to roll off into some future unknown ...

Endless kalpas are totally empty, all things completely the same.
Yet all moments of time are both empty and totally realized ... just this, just this, just this.

When wonder exists in serenity, all achievement is forgotten in illumination.
How wonderful to live-sit serene, no achievement needed at all ... as all illumination is achieved.

What is this wonder? Alertly seeing through confusion
All becomes ever clear and alert, even amid/as/right through and through life’s fog and crazy chaos.

Is the way of silent illumination and the origin of subtle radiance.
Noise yet silent, dark is light, origins without beginning ... radiance in old rusty radiators!

Vision penetrating into subtle radiance is weaving gold on a jade loom.
This life is what we weave with the mind-body, from the thread and cloth fate hands us.

Upright and inclined yield to each other; light and dark are interdependent.
The Pieces are Wholly-Whole, Pieceful, One beyond One. So, do not fear the broken pieces.

Not depending on sense faculty and object, at the right time they interact.
When the time is right, no thought of time and place ... yet everything in its place and time.

Drink the medicine of good views. Beat the poison-smeared drum.
In sickness or health, whether life’s sweet or bitter ... the poison, seen rightly, is just medicine.

When they interact, killing and giving life are up to you.
You create the vision of “life and death”. Amid birth and death, there is no life or death.

Through the gate the self emerges and the branches bear fruit.
Oh, the fruit is just a dream ... yet so very tasty!

Only silence is the supreme speech, only illumination the universal response.
Hongzhi’s well chosen words speak silence, the universe lightly answers.

Responding without falling into achievement, speaking without involving listeners,
Nothing to achieve, no place to fall, no words to speak, no speaker or anyone to be heard ...

... So, watch your step, watch what you say!

The ten thousand forms majestically glisten and expound the dharma.
Fences, walls, tiles, and pebbles are the mind of Buddha, preach the Dharma.

All objects certify it, every one in dialogue.
No mundane thing is not sacred.

Dialoguing and certifying, they respond appropriately to each other;
Can you hear the beautiful conversation? Silent, yet always spoken.

But if illumination neglects serenity then aggressiveness appears.
Don’t be an armchair Buddhist, with all the “Buddhist ideas” stuffing your head and ready for debate.

Certifying and dialoguing, they respond to each other appropriately;
The Sixth Patriarch said ...

(Silent) Meditation itself is the substance of (Illumination) wisdom ... at the very moment when there is meditation, then wisdom exists in meditation.

But if serenity neglects illumination, murkiness leads to wasted dharma.
Equally dangerous: get lost in “emptiness” or in dull “quietude”, and you miss the point too.

When silent illumination is fulfilled, the lotus blossoms, the dreamer awakens,
The mud blossoms from the lotus, the dreamer lives a lovely dream within a dream.

A hundred streams flow into the ocean, a thousand ranges face the highest peak.
Sail your boat, hike that mountain.

Like geese preferring milk, like bees gathering nectar,
Everything in its natural place.

When silent illumination reaches the ultimate, I offer my teaching.
When is the teaching not being offered? Taught even if unheard.

The teaching of silent illumination penetrates from the highest down to the foundation.
No up or down. Just ride the great roller coaster ride!

The body being shunyata, the arms in mudra;
This body is your body, so live it! Arms can hold up a flower or a weapon.

From beginning to end the changing appearances and ten thousand differences share one pattern.
This constantly changing world-self-life is the one-going ongoing dance. So dance it!

Mr. Ho offered jade [to the Emperor; Minister] Xiangru pointed to its flaws.
From old stories, we demand the prize although already in one’s hand. These flaws are flawless.

Facing changes has its principles, the great function is without striving.
Great endeavor done sincerely, push on forward without striving or destination.

The ruler stays in the kingdom, the general goes beyond the frontiers.
There is a time when stillness sits still at home, a time it goes out and moves around to get the job done.

Yet, always Still At Home.

Our school’s affair hits the mark straight and true.
We got the key to the doorway. Yippee! :dance:

Transmit it to all directions without desiring to gain credit.
Nothing lacking, so spread the word!

Guidepost of Silent Illumination
Pointing the Way on this Pathless Path.

 



 

Friday, December 20, 2019

Toni Packer - Without cause and conflict




“Life is vast, unknowable movement of wholeness 
with no one separate from it and nothing outside of it. ‘
Inside’ and ‘outside’ are thought-created divisions. 
Wisdom, love, and compassion are not the invention of thought, 
nor are they products or the properties of anyone. 
They operate mysteriously, without cause and conflict, 
when ‘self’-thoughts are illuminated freely. 
At the time of inattention, thought is busily at work in its narrow, 
conditioned space: wanting, fearing, inventing, grasping, hoping, 
striving, judging, condemning, or accepting. 
Undivided awareness illumines the whole thing. 
Illumination is the end of the sense of separation. 
Will inattention take over again? 
Thought wants to predict everything, to make sure and be secure for all time. 
But time itself is a creation of thought…
What is, is without self. 
It is unknowable, unthinkable, indivisible.” 


 




 

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

ᖇᑌᗰƗ ♥ ’s Wedding Night – Dec. 17, 1273

ᖇᑌᗰƗ ♥ ’s Wedding Night – Dec. 17, 1273



When I die
when my coffin
is being taken out
you must never think
i am missing this world

don’t shed any tears
don’t lament or
feel sorry
i’m not falling
into a monster’s abyss

when you see
my corpse is being carried
don’t cry for my leaving
i’m not leaving
i’m arriving at eternal love

when you leave me
in the grave
don’t say goodbye
remember a grave is
only a curtain
for the paradise behind

you’ll only see me
descending into a grave
now watch me rise
how can there be an end
when the sun sets or
the moon goes down

it looks like the end
it seems like a sunset
but in reality it is a dawn
when the grave locks you up
that is when your soul is freed

have you ever seen
a seed fallen to earth
not rise with a new life
why should you doubt the rise
of a seed named human

have you ever seen
a bucket lowered into a well
coming back empty
why lament for a soul
when it can come back
like Joseph from the well

when for the last time
you close your mouth
your words and soul
will belong to the world of
no place no time.




Sunday, December 15, 2019

Mystic Meandering - Mind Games...



Tired of noisy words,
the "spiritual abstractions"
cleverly strung together
by word-crafters espousing
their mind games - not
from the simplicity of their Heart,
but the complexities of their minds;
having been absorbed by too many
conceptual ideas: "there is only here
and Now"; "there is no other"; "there
is no me"; "'i' does not exist -
creating a phantom reality from those concepts
and ideas on which to hang your mind;
plying their paradoxes into 'non-dual' jargon.

Once a player in "The Mind Games",
I now seek refuge in the simplicity of the Heart,
and a more "direct experience" of what cannot be
defined by words and abstractions; not philosophical,
existential conundrums that boggle and confuse, but
a simple truth,
untethered and unencumbered...

I'd rather step into the unknown
and be free, than be tethered to the
certainties of noisy words and abstract
mind games that parade as truth.

Without those, I am free to BE - who I am,
as I am;
a unique expression of "The Ineffable Mystery" of Life
that animates my being -
living from the simplicity of the Heart...

_/\_

Namaste




 

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

John Prendergast - The Deep Heart




In the room of lovers
I can see with closed eyes
the beauty that dances.
RUMI


 THERE IS A LIGHT in the core of our being that calls us home
— one that can only be seen with closed eyes.
We can feel it as a radiance in the center of our chest.
This light of loving awareness is always here,
regardless of our conditioning.
It does not matter how many dark paths we have traveled
or how many wounds we have inflicted or sustained
as we have unknowingly stumbled toward this inner radiance.
It does not matter how long we have sleepwalked,
seduced by our desires and fears.
This call persists until it is answered,
until we surrender to who we really are.
When we do, we feel ourselves at home wherever we are.
A hidden beauty reveals itself in our ordinary life.
As the true nature of our Deep Heart is unveiled,
we feel increasingly grateful for no reason
— grateful to simply be.
Rumi discovered this truth eight hundred years ago,
as have ordinary people like you and me.
It is the call from the depths of every human heart.
It is the call from your heart as you read these words and
something within you stirs in recognition.
Rightly understood, everything that happens invites us to
recognize this heart-oriented way of being, knowing, and feeling.





Friday, December 6, 2019

Amoda Maa - Meditation



 To meditate .. or not to meditate? Is a dedicated meditation practice the only road to enlightenment .. or is the direct route of recognizing “what is already free” a better way? Should all effort be put into achieving a higher state of consciousness .. or is it best to simply let go of any effort to do anything at all?

If I discipline myself to meditate, should I sit (preferably cross-legged) once a day … or is it twice or maybe three times? And should I watch my breath … or is it my thoughts or my sensations? Maybe I should chant in Sanskrit … or Hindi or Japanese? Maybe I should repeat the sacred sound of OM from my heart … or is my belly a better place? Maybe I should send loving thoughts on every out-breath .. or visualize golden light from my third eye? Maybe I should try to focus on the gaps between thoughts … or maybe I should just try to stop thinking all together?

And if I make no effort, how do I awaken? Isn’t there something I need to do? How do I transcend thinking? How do I shift into an awakened state? Maybe if I read enough books or listen to enough spiritual teachers, I will get it?

To meditate .. or not to meditate? The question is a conundrum to the mind that seeks satisfaction. The mind seeks a definitive answer, as if this would bring an end to mind’s unease. The personhood seeks certainty, as if the certainty of “spiritual progress” would bestow a badge of worthiness or specialness.

But the question of meditation cannot be answered by the mind. It can only be realized when silence has become the bedrock of your life. This silence is not about closing the doors, turning off the phone and lighting some candles. Nor is it to do with trying to get rid of your thoughts .. or imagining the perfect sanctuary of peace.

This silence happens when you stop giving attention to the narratives that wrap themselves around your experience of reality. This silence happens when you turn towards tenderness every time an unwanted feeling enters your inner landscape. This silence happens when you have surrendered all resistance to what is. This silence happens when you are no longer the center of your universe, when you have become without a center and the whole universe is in you. Without resistance, there is no inner conflict, no inner division, no outside and no inside, no barrier and no boundary.

When you know your true nature as silence, there is no need to do meditation .. you ARE meditation.
True meditation is a state of being. It is your natural open state. In your natural open state, there is nothing to move away from and nothing to move towards. You are simply and irrevocably here. There is no longer a question .. because in silence all questions fall away.

So, it’s not about whether you meditate or not. It’s about whether you can fall into the silence that is always here prior to your ideas of what meditation is or what it can give you or where it can take you. Whether you sit in deep stillness or whether you are doing something in the world, this silence is always here .. it is in you as being-ness. Being-ness does not need to do meditation .. it IS meditation.

I am often asked whether I meditate or not .. and I sort of shake my head, unable to give a definitive answer. Did I used to do meditation? Yes. Until meditation swallowed me up and all that was left was silence. Now the whole of life is meditation, without doing a practice, without trying to get anywhere, without trying to change anything. Now .. I AM meditation.

So, perhaps it is wise to ask a different question .. how can I meet myself and meet the world as silence? Perhaps this question will turn the mind around from its horizontal searching into the verticality of being that is always here. And then you will discover what true meditation is.



 

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Pir Elias Amidon - So Close … Closer Than Breath



So Close

From the Tibetan Shangpa Kagyu tradition comes this exquisite riddle:

It’s so close you can’t see it.
It’s so profound you can’t fathom it.
It’s so simple you can’t believe it.
It’s so good you can’t accept it.

What is it?



The wonderful thing about this riddle is that it’s compounded of paradox — pure positivity (so close, so profound, so simple, so good) and pure negativity (you can’t see it, you can’t fathom it, you can’t believe it, you can’t accept it). It’s saying that no matter how we look for, or what we call, this “it,” it escapes the looking and the telling.

In most texts these lines are not referred to as a riddle, but are given the whimsical title: “the four faults of awareness.” But if we think “awareness” is the answer to the riddle, we’ve missed the point. To say “awareness” is to make a conceptual conclusion, and whatever this “it” is, it’s neither bounded like a conclusion nor objective like a concept. Yes, the lines are referring to awareness, but do we really get what that is, beyond the idea that the word “awareness” represents? The beauty of the riddle is that it forces us to the edge of language and then pushes us off.

Although these four lines certainly cannot be improved, I’d like to offer a few thoughts here in the hopes they may help, in some small way, with that push.

It’s so close you can’t see it

One way to enter the mystery of this line is to imagine space. Space is close and invisible too. It’s extraordinary, isn’t it, that we can have a sense of space without being able to see or feel it? Our bodies move through space and though space doesn’t separate to let us by, we feel no resistance — it goes right through us. Whatever our riddle is referring to is that close.

The great nondual teacher Jean Klein says it’s our “nearest.” So near it has no distance to travel to get any nearer. Sufis prize “nearness to God” and mean the same thing. “I am closer to thee than thy jugular vein,” it says in the Quran. In this case the words “close” and “near” are not about location or distance — they refer to identity, being so close to it we are it.

And so it is with our awareness. Can we find anything nearer to us than awareness? It’s so close we can’t see it, just like the eye cannot see the eye. Awareness is not seeable, though it is self-evident. And though the analogy of awareness being “like space” may be helpful, unlike our sense of space, awareness cannot be measured.

It’s so profound you can’t fathom it

This line drops the bottom out. It says we simply cannot understand what this is. To say it’s “awareness” doesn’t take us very far, since no one has ever fathomed awareness. Mystics have continually pointed out that awareness is the ground of all being, and now physicists are beginning to discover the same thing. But to say this is not to fathom it — it simply provides another mysterious description. This that we’re speaking of cannot be fathomed. It is a mystery and will remain that way because it cannot be focused into an object that our minds can surround. Mysterium profundum! The Divine Unknown.

To the extent we can admit this, humility graces our being. Our drive to understand, our insistence on possessing this profundity with our intellects… relaxes. The mind surrenders, making way for something we might call devotion or gratitude or praise or love.

It’s so simple you can’t believe it

What it is is so simple that it can’t provide any kind of story or concept for us to believe in. Every word we use passes right through it. Plotinus calls it “the One,” that which is uncompounded, that has no predicate, the absolutely simple first principle of all. Buddhists call it emptiness. Sufis call it the void of pure potential.

Does its primal simplicity mean we cannot experience it? We can, but not as an experience. In order to open to this non-experience we must ourselves become simple. We must become transparent to ourselves.

In the uncertain light of single, certain truth,
Equal in living changingness to the light
In which I meet you, in which we sit at rest,
For a moment in the central of our being,
the vivid transparence that you bring is peace.

— Wallace Stevens, from “Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction”

Becoming transparent is not so difficult as it sounds, since our true nature is already transparent. It is the transparence of pure presence — or as some call it, presence-awareness. If we try to picture pure presence, we can’t. If we try to fathom it, we can’t. If we try to believe in it, we miss it — it’s simpler than anything we can approach through belief.

And yet it’s here, the simple pure presence of being, vividly immanent every moment in how everything appears, while at the same time transcending every appearance, every moment.

It’s so good you can’t accept it

 
This final line may be the most mysterious of all. We might think that if something is really good we could easily accept it, but the goodness this line points to is beyond the capacity of our acceptance. We cannot contain it — our “cup runneth over.”

We have come to believe that this reality we’re in is a tough place. We’re threatened by illness, violence and death. Everything that we have will one day be taken away. How could the truth be something so good that it both holds and supersedes our pain and grief? The stubbornness of that question is one reason why we can’t accept this that is “so good.”

As in the preceding lines, “accepting it” hits the same limits that seeing, believing, and fathoming run into. As long as we think there is something we have to do — seeing, believing, fathoming, or accepting — we will miss what this is about.

This that is so good pervades all being. It is the pure love-generosity that is so close, so profound, so simple we can’t surround it with our usual ways of knowing and feeling. As Rumi advises, “Close these eyes to open the other. Let the center brighten your sight.”



Thanks to stillnes sspeaks

 

Monday, December 2, 2019

Shitou Xiqian - Sandōkai



The Sandōkai (Chinese: 參同契; pinyin: Cāntóngqì) is a poem by the eighth Chinese Zen ancestor Shitou Xiqian (Sekito Kisen, 700–790) and a fundamental text of the Sōtō school of Zen, chanted daily in temples throughout the world. 



 
 The Mind of the Great Sage of India
Flowed unseen from west to east.
And kept true to the source -- a clear stream unsullied.
By variables of wit and dullness:
The true way has no patriarch of south or north.
Born, we clutch at things
And later compound our delusion by following ideals.
Each sense gate and its object:
Dependence and nondependence --
Entering together into mutual relations
And yet standing apart in their own uniqueness.
Component things differing deeply in form and feel,
The voices -- soft and harsh in inherent isolation.
High and middle are words matching the darkness,
And light separates the murky phrase from the pure.
The characteristics of the four elements draw together
Like a child returning to its mother.
The heat of fire, the moving wind,
The water, wet, and the solid earth;
Eyes to see, sounds to hear, and smells --
The sour and salty taste on the tongue.
But in each related thing,
As leaves grow from roots,
End and beginning return to the source.
"High" and "low" are used respectively:
Within light there is darkness,
But you cannot explain it by one-sided darkness alone;
Within darkness there is light,
But you cannot understand it only by one-sided light.
Light and darkness go with each other
Like the sequence of steps in walking.
All things have inherent potentiality:
Both function and rest reside within.
With the actual comes the ideal
Like a box and its lid;
With the ideal comes the actual
Like two arrows meeting in mid-air.
Understand the basic truth from these words
And do not set up your own standards.
In sense experience, if you do not know the basic truth,
How can you find the right path no matter how much you walk?
As you walk further the distinction between near and far disappears,
And if you become lost, obstructing mountains and rivers arise.
This I offer to the seekers of truth: Waste no time.





 The Big Deal About Absolute Versus Relative

Essentially, Sekito’s Sandokai deals with an issue of paramount importance in Zen: the relationship between the relative and absolute dimensions of reality. As I’ve already discussed at length in my episodes on Dogen’s Genjokoan and on the Heart Sutra, absolute and relative are terms that describe two profoundly different aspects of reality – the relative aspect, in which everything is defined by difference and particularity, and the absolute aspect, in which everything is part of a seamless whole. Both aspects are simultaneously true, even though they may appear contradictory, just as a finger is a thing unto itself, defined by its separateness from other fingers, but is also simply part of a hand.

The relationship between relative and absolute is a huge preoccupation of Zen. Why? Well, frankly, it’s also a preoccupation of many other spiritual traditions. To see this, all you have to do is look for the dualities about which people get very worked up: Divine (or Ineffable) versus human, pure versus impure, transcendent versus mundane, separate versus (re)united with God, ideal versus actual. This duality is so pervasive and recurring, ancient Chan masters adopted a special term for each side: Ji (or Shih) is the concrete, phenomenal (relative) aspect of existence, while Ri (or Li) is the absolute or ultimate aspect of existence.

The relationship between absolute and relative isn’t just a topic for philosophical debate, it’s something we human beings care about a great deal. We get a sense there’s a whole lot more to life than our ordinary, limited, self-centered perception of it. When meditating, praying, listening to wonderful music, hiking in the wilderness, or just drinking a cup of tea, we may perceive how everything is precious just as it is, how there’s order in the universe, how God is within, how all human beings are fundamentally the same and therefore naturally inclined to compassion, or how nothing is inherently separate from anything else. Oh, how inspiring and glorious! And then the moment passes and we’re back in the world of good and bad, right and wrong, dirty houses, afflictive emotions, passionate disagreements, and traffic jams – not to mention injustice, war, and environmental destruction. How are we supposed to reconcile these two aspects of reality? For many of us, the absolute aspect seems preferable but frustratingly elusive, setting up a sad tension in our spiritual lives.

The main teaching in Zen, therefore, emphasizes how the relative and absolute aspects of reality aren’t really separate. It’s not that our transcendent moments are glimpses into some kind of alternative reality where everything is great, and the rest of our life is an annoying interlude of imperfection. The absolute has no existence whatsoever apart from the relative, and vice versa. These two aspects are just the same reality perceived at different levels. Real enlightenment or awakening means not just having an experience of the absolute – although that’s important – it means comprehending how the two aspects of reality relate to each other. When we truly understand the identity – or the equivalence, congruence, or accord – of the absolute and relative dimensions of reality, we avoid getting overly identified with either one. This is very important: If we’re over-identified with the relative, we miss the absolute or perceive it as distant, elusive, inherently separate, or superior. We may feel trapped in a frustrating or hopeless mundane existence, unable to avail ourselves of the solace provided by a larger perspective. On the other hand, if we’re over-identified with the absolute, we lose touch with real life and fall into the delusion that our enlightenment’s complete when, in fact, it’s only partial. Giving priority to all things transcendent, we may reject everyday life or find it unnecessary to respond to the world with compassion or work to relieve real-life suffering.

True awakening, from a Zen point of view, requires us to learn from first-hand experience how to integrate our experience of the absolute and relative aspects of reality. This is actually very difficult – much more difficult than simply having an insight into the literal reality of the absolute. Our minds are naturally inclined toward dualism, and integration of the absolute and relative is only possible when we leap beyond dualism and wrestle directly with the multi-dimensional reality of life.


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Wednesday, November 27, 2019

Randall Friend - An overwhelming sense of Love




The love felt here is overwhelming. For so many years I struggled and searched - mostly within the confines of an individual existence. It is impossible to find the answer you seek as long as you consider yourself an individual existence.

My writing is due to an overwhelming sense of Love - I totally understand where you're coming from. My impulse to write is due to this love - this sense that if you could just realize that your existence isn't separate and transient - you would see that there is nothing to worry about. You don't have to suffer. Suffering is only in the mind.

WHAT you are is Life, Existence itself. Consciousness arises, and we get sucked into that. Therefore we take ourselves as the object of Consciousness - which is actually totally normal, yet it isn't true.

There is one Existence - one "thing" from which all arises. And you are THAT. What else could you be?

Consciousness arises like a dream - and you're there, facing the world. But that is what you've been led to believe.

Life, the Universe, Brahman, whatever you want to call it - is dreaming. It is aware of itself through this dream we call "I". The true "I" is Life - aware of itself through this dream.

Wake up - existence isn't transient. You exist. This dream is your way of knowing yourself. And when that dream ends, nothing is lost. You still exist.

A cigar is slowly burning, and a glass of bourbon is settling. These experiences have value - yet they are not ultimately real.

YOU are real. That's it.




 

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Enlightenment is when a wave realises it is the ocean


MOCEAN. A film by Chris Bryan from Chris Bryan on Vimeo.


The Ocean and the Wave are One. The Ocean contains the Wave, and the Wave contains the Ocean. They have a single, inextricable existence. When the Wave (Individual Soul) realizes that it is the Ocean (Divine Soul), Enlightenment (Nondual Awareness) occurs. 

 

Eckhart Tolle - Nature can show us the way home



"We get lost in doing, thinking, remembering, anticipating - lost in a maze of complexity and a world of problems. Nature can show us the way home, the way out of the prison of our own minds.
We have forgotten what plants and animals still know. We have forgotten how to be - to be still, to be ourselves, to be where life is: Here and Now.
Whenever you bring your attention to anything natural, anything that has come into existence without human intervention, you step out of the prison of conceptualized thinking. To bring your attention to a stone, a tree, or an animal does not mean to think about it, but simply to perceive it, to hold it in your awareness. Its essence then transmits itself to you. You can sense how still it is, and in doing so the same stillness arises within you. You sense how deeply it rests in Being. In realizing this, you too come to a place of rest deep within yourself.
When walking or resting in nature, honor that realm. Be still. Look. Listen. See how every animal and every plant is completely itself. Unlike humans, they have not split themselves in two. They do not live through mental images of themselves, so they do not need to be concerned with trying to protect and enhance those images. The deer is itself. The daffodil is itself.
All things in nature are one with the totality. They haven't removed themselves from the fabric of the whole by claiming a separate existence: "me" and the rest of the universe. The contemplation of nature can free you of that "me", the great troublemaker."





 

Monday, November 25, 2019

Annette Nibley - The Law of Love

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 There are two ways of looking at the world we live in. (Well, there are a lot more than two, but I’m just taking these two to illustrate a point.) One way is to think of the world as an appearance in consciousness, of no import, and something I don’t have to concern myself with at all.

The other way to think of the world is as an outpicturing of Love – a manifest version of the glory of the One Love that is All There Is – and therefore something I very much want to concern myself with.

The major difference between the two, in my experience, is that in the first case, the experience of the human being is rendered pointless, and meaningless. That may appeal to a lot of people – it appealed to me for a long time – but ultimately it is life-denying, and can lead to hopelessness and despair.

Life appears! It is glorious that it does. If the glorious All-That-Is appears in manifest form, which it obviously does, it does this out of Love. It itself is only Love, and so the manifestation is its own Self. Does it really want Itself to ignore Its own creation?

LOVE is humming underneath all of this, running it all. It appears as me. It appears as you. It appears as mind. It appears as a world. Love is the machine that is driving all of it. Love makes sense of it all. It’s not an uncreated, imaginary phantom. The world is here, created and sustained by Love.

The bottom line is that we don’t have to worry about what to do, how to handle it all – Love is doing all of it. The pressure is off. We can relax. There is only the Law of Good operating, and all we have to do is reflect this Good through our own thoughts and actions, and watch how the world changes in front of our eyes.

There is a missed opportunity when one says, “I am not the body/mind.” To know love, one must experience it through one’s manifest being. This is the gift of being human – we move from the dark to the light gradually, as we steadily gain more faith in the Law of Love. It is through being human that Love is known.





 

Saturday, November 23, 2019

David Carse - No one here at all



The message of the sutras and the shamans is the same:
the person of understanding is the one who dies before she dies,
who leaves no footprints, who travels no path,
because she knows that as a person, as an entity, she is not.
But who can do this, what self can cease to be?

None, as Wei Wu Wei would say, because none is: it can only happen.
Then there is no one to know but only the knowing,
and all this world is as in a dream or a vision;
only Brilliance beyond light, Love beyond love,
clear knowing pure beauty streaming through these transparent forms
and no one here at all.



 
You can listen selected passages from the audio book "Perfect brillant stillness"
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Read as PDF
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Friday, November 22, 2019

Rabindranath Tagore - It is ever He




"He it is, the innermost one,
who awakens my being with His deep hidden touches.
He it is who puts His enchantment upon these eyes
and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.
He it is who weaves the web of this maya
in evanescent hues of gold and silver, blue and green,
and lets peep out through folds His feet,
at whose touch I forget myself.
Days come and ages pass,
and it is ever He who moves my heart in many a name,
in many a guise, in many a rapture of joy and of sorrow."


 Thanks to Carol

 

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

The Silence of Ramana Maharshi




 On a Shivaratri day, after dinner, 
Bhagavan was reclining on the sofa surrounded by many devotees. 

A Sadhu suggested that, since this was a most auspicious night, 
the meaning of the verse in praise of Dakshinamurti should be made clear. 

Bhagavan gave his approval and all were eagerly waiting for him to say something. 

He simply sat, gazing at us. 

We were gradually absorbed in ever deepening silence, 
which was not disturbed by the clock striking the hour, every hour, until 4 a.m. 

None moved or talked. 

Time and space ceased to exist. 

Bhagavan’s grace kept us at peace and silence for seven hours.
In this silence, Bhagavan taught us the Ultimate, like Dakshinamurti. 

At the stroke of four Bhagavan asked us whether we had understood 
the meaning of the silent teaching. 

Like waves on the infinite ocean of bliss, we fell at Bhagavan’s feet.

  
  ~ T. K. Sundaresa Iyer, Ramana Smrti Souvenir


T. K. Sundaresa Iyer at the center




 

Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Jed McKenna - Spiritual Enlightenment the damnedest thing




 Spiritual  enlightenment  sits  next  to  an empty milk  carton 
on  an orange lunch tray  in a gradeschool cafeteria.
It's lying  in  the grass  in a ditch beside a rusting  hubcap. 
It's  on the button holding  closed the left  cuff of a somewhat important  man's  shirt.
 
Enlightenment  can be found  next  to the elevator on the fourth level  of the airport parking  garage. 

You can ask  your dog  for it,  but  he may  not give  it  to you.

Look for  it  next  to the pen  in the pocket of  the checkout girl's  red vest, But  only  on  Wednesdays.

Enlightenment  is in  the trunk,  behind the  jack. 
You  can hear  it  in  the squeak of a hinge at  the  local  library. 
It's  in the  breeze blowing  unheard  through  an  unseen  tree. 
It's  in the  space after the exhale and  before the  inhale. 

You can find enlightenment  in  church,  in  that  scratch  on the back of the pew  in  front  of you.
 
You can find it  in the desert, just  before the wind picks  up again.

Enlightenment  is  nothing. 
Delusion  is  the greatest  wonder. 

Enlightenment  was  in your coffee cup before you poured in the coffee.
Now it's  in your coffee cup.
Two point two billion years before your coffee cup was created, Enlightenment  was  in your coffee cup.
An hour and fifteen minutes after time  swallows the  universe,  Enlightenment will be  in  your coffee cup
.
You've always  known  where  it  is  because it's exactly  where you left  it. 
How can you  not return to a place you  never left?
You  are  dreaming  that  you  are  unenlightened. 
You are  dreaming that  you are  awake.

The question  is:  Why? 
The answer is:  Why  not? 



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Monday, November 11, 2019

Bernadette Roberts - Experiencing the divine



 One possible way of envisioning the human passage is the following. We think of ourselves as originally emerging from the unknown, from darkness, nothingness or non-existence into the light of consciousness. But as consciousness develops we discover the increasing ability to see in the dark, see into the nothingness or mystery within ourselves and eventually realize that this darkness and nothingness is the divine from which we emerged and with which we are one. Thus we discover that our original darkness IS true light. Midway in this passage, divine light (darkness or unknowing) and the light of consciousness are in balance, with neither outshining the other. But as we move beyond this mid-point, divine light begins to outshine the light of consciousness until, in the end, the light of consciousness goes out and only divine light remains. From this vantage point we look back on the passage and see that although consciousness was the veil that dimmed the light, this dimming was necessary in order to make the human dimension possible. But if consciousness makes human existence possible, it is also not separate from the divine, nor does it completely hide it; on the contrary, consciousness or self is man’s faculty or medium for experiencing the divine — so long as it remains, that is [this is key]. Our passage through consciousness is the gradual return to the divine; we leave the divine unknowingly and in darkness, but we return knowingly and in light.




 

Friday, November 8, 2019

The Silence of Meher baba



    On 10th July, 1925, Baba ceased speaking. He told his disciples that he would be silent for one year, but the year stretched to the rest of his earth time with us — forty-four years.
 


I am the Ocean of Silence, but I am never silent.

    I am eternally speaking in what you say to one another; and the voice that you hear deep within your souls is my voice inspiring and guiding you.

    God has been everlasting working in silence, unobserved, unheard except by those who experience that infinite Silence.

    If my silence does not speak to you, of what use would it be if I spoke in the language of your minds? When my speaking will be heard universally, God will make me speak. But that speaking will not be speeches of words, but the Word of words which will irresistibly impart to those who are ready the ‘I am God’ (Anal Haq or Aham Brahma-Asmi) state.

    Listening to music makes me happy, for it reminds me again that the universe and all its forms came out of my Original Song — which was the Voice of Silence.

    When God makes me sing this Song again, those who love me will be lost in the Song and will see me as the real Self in everyone.

    I am eternally talking in your talk and I am bored with the talk, for it is all idle when it is not lived. I will speak when I feel like saying the Word which was spoken in the Beginningless Beginning — for that is the only Word worth speaking. Words are the prose of the world, and the world is my burden; my language is the poetry of my creative Word, and when I speak that Word it will touch the hearts of all men and its divine touch will make them feel the oneness of all. Then separateness will dissolve and hatred and jealousy and greed will melt away. Diversity will still be — for your life in illusion requires its experience, but behind and beneath and through all the diversity will be the feeling and knowledge of oneness; and the so-called sinner will feel that he one day will be a saint, and the saint will know that God is in the sinner as much as in himself.

    Ages and ages ago I performed the grand miracle of bringing the whole of this illusory creation out of myself. I will perform another such miracle when I break my silence. It will be the first and the last in my present incarnation. I will not raise the dead, but make those who live for the world dead to it. I will not give sight to the blind, but make those who see the world as reality blind to it so that they shall see me as I am.

    My whole mission is to utter this Word of Truth which will pierce the mind of man and go straight to his heart. That will be my moment of fulfilment — and the opening of the flood-gate of Grace will be the opening up of new ways to eternity.

    With the dawn of the realization of the unity of all life, hatred and dissension will cease. To love will be natural and so it will be easy for men to understand one another, and they will enjoy a brotherhood in the realization of the oneness of God.

    When I break my Silence, which must be soon, all who have known me, or who know me in their hearts in some degree will see me: some a glimpse, some a little more and some still more. It will be as when an electric power-house is switched on: whatever bulbs are connected to it will be lit: small bulbs will give a dim light, big bulbs a bright light; but from bulbs that are fused there will not be any light.

    I have come not to teach but to awaken. From the beginning of man-time I have laid down principles and given precepts for men’s well-being, but they have made a mockery of my teaching. Instead of practising the compassion I taught, men have waged wars in my name; instead of living the humility, purity and truth of my words they have given way to hatred, greed and violence.

    Because men in the past have been deaf to the principles and precepts given them, this time I am silent. You have asked for, and been given, enough words — it is now time to live them. To get nearer to God you have to get further and further from ‘I,’ ‘my,’ ‘Me’ and ‘mine.’ You do not have to renounce anything but your own self. It is just as simple and as impossible as that. But it is possible by my Grace. And I have come to release that Grace.

    I am the divine Beloved who loves you more than you can ever love yourself. When I release the flood of Truth — which is what I have come to do — men’s daily lives will be the living precepts, and the words I have not spoken will come to life in them.

    The time of Grace is so near that the only thing that can count now is love.