Monday, September 27, 2021

Yahia Lababid ~ Encounter

I stirred in the small hours of the morning. Sensing a presence, I did not return to sleep, but ventured into the living room, apprehensively. There, by the balcony, sat a familiar figure—cross-legged and reading in the semi-dark, with just the milky moonlight for company.

I do not know how I knew, but I did. I recognized the intruder, at once, with a mixture of dread and affection. “I’m sorry,” were the only words to leave my lips. “I’m sorry, too,” replied my longed-for self, with a sigh of infinite kindness and pity.

He did not rise to greet me and, somehow, spoke without words, transmitting what was needed. Catching his glistening eye, the caring made me cry. “You’ve taken every detour to avoid me,” he gently reproached. “For every step I’ve taken towards you, you’ve taken back two.”

I did not know what to say in my defence (how could I protest against myself?). “I missed you,” he said, “and feared you’d forgotten me.” His admonishment was tender as a kiss. “I visit from time to time, and hope you’ll ask me to stay.” I knew what he said was true, and felt that way, too.

“I worried,” he continued, “if I postponed this visit, we might never meet, in this life … and so I came to sharpen your appetite.” He rose and moved towards me. “There’s no need to speak, return to sleep. But when you rise, try to remember me. And to keep awake.”


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Sunday, September 26, 2021

Sattva Lynn ~ Compassion


I remember one day
I was suffering so much.
Though my body was very ill,
fortunately, I had come to see years prior,

that the real cause of suffering
is only ignorance:
it is only not *feeling* who we are.

I was turning attention inside to Truth,
opening my heart deeply -
when all of a sudden
a great gift was given through grace.

I felt compassion...towards myself!

I saw my own suffering so clearly,
(even though I knew simultaneously
that our true Self cannot suffer,
since it has never been changed).

And I held myself on a
compassionate feeling level,
in a way that I never had before.

So that even what was happening
on the level of the 'human',
felt softer and 'transformed'
in the presence of this Love.

Then, as a continuation of this grace,
I felt this same compassion towards
everyone and everything too.

It was a compassion beyond
emotionalism and fear.

I was able to witness human suffering,
with such deep deep care and love -
that I remember never wanting
the feeling to end.

Not in a clinging way,
but just that it was the most
beautiful, caring, pure Feeling.

Most times,
because of our own fear of suffering,
when we see others suffering too,
we project those self-same
fears and trauma -

and are not able to be
a truly loving, conscious presence.

And this was a love and compassion
that contained no fear.
It showed me true compassion
in that moment.

A true marriage between
compassion for the human
that we take our self to be -
and Love for the Being
that we really are.

It is born of consciousness and grace,
and genuinely wanting to feel
compassion for your self and all -

and in that consciousness,
we are all elevated
beyond emotionalism
to the pure feeling of Love.  

We cannot force this compassion
towards our self or others -
we can only be aware of
all the ways we are not feeling it,

(which is also great compassion
since its root is willingness and care).

And give our selves over and over
to the compassionate Heart
that we truly are. 🌹 

Thursday, September 16, 2021

Nisargadatta Maharaj ~ Nothing exists by itself


Non-distinction speaks in silence.
Words carry distinctions.

The unmanifested has no name; all names refer to the manifested.

It is useless to struggle with words to express what is beyond words.

All division is in the mind; there is none in reality.

Movement and rest are states of mind and cannot be without their opposites. 

By itself nothing moves and nothing rests.

It is a grievous mistake to attribute to mental constructs absolute existence. 

Nothing exists by itself.




Fred LaMotte ~ Free from judgments


art Hege Elisabeth Haugen


No jewel is more radiant and clear than a mind free from judgments. 

Here is the space where we can truly meet.

And no "practice" is more full of grace than simply dropping judgment. Yet this effortless non-doing requires great courage. Because the moment we drop the judge, we are assailed by ten thousand voices from our conditioning, our politics, our education, shouting, "How dare you! This is irresponsible! You must choose sides! You must condemn the opposition! How can the world survive without your judgments?" 

Yes, the moment after you drop judgment, a tidal wave of inner voices judges YOU. Be courageous. Drop them too! When we drop the voices of our judgment, we drop the voices that judge us, and we drop them not one at a time, but all at once. Let an exhalation of surrender sweep these voices away like scattered petals, dry leaves. Then breathe in the breath of emptiness, sparkling with Shakti, vibrating with the pure power of silence. 

Hollow and transparent, blaming no one, we are present, eyes open to a luminous world, created just now. The ocean of the heart overflows through these eyes. Few words are needed. We meet. And we respond to a world that actually IS, instead of responding to our mental judgments about it. This is real response-ability. 

When Jesus said, "judge not, lest ye be judged," he was not warning us, but inviting us into the spaciousness of love, a realm beyond karma. Judge-not is the gateway to the miraculous. Judge-not is immediate spontaneous communion in Christ-Consciousness.


Fred LaMotte:



Monday, September 13, 2021

Franz Wright ~ Parting Word

 photo Keochkerian David


 Parting Word

As for me
I have no mind
to lose anymore, I am through
with all that—
the sky is my mind
today. (And
it always is
and always was
today.) Blue,
                     her color
sorrowing over us . . .
Does it flow out of or into us, seeing?
Unseen ray of perception the face beams
at things, or
face on which things shine!
I am so glad
that I no longer know,
no longer
And one more thing:
the future?
been there.


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Sunday, September 12, 2021

Shabistari ~ Beauty




DESCENDING to the earth,
That strange intoxicating beauty of the unseen world
Lurks in the elements of Nature.

And the soul of man,
Who has attained the rightful balance,
Becoming aware of this hidden joy,
Straightway is enamoured and bewitched.

And from this mystic marriage are born
The poets' songs, inner knowledge,
The language of the heart, virtuous living,
And the fair child Beauty.

And the Great Soul gives to man as dowry
The hidden glory of the world.


FROM the unseen world descends
Heavenly beauty,
And plants its flag in the city
Of earthly fairness,
Throwing the world's array into confusion;
Now riding the steed of comeliness,
Now flourishing the sword of eloquence,
And all alike bow down,
Saints and kings, dervishes and prophets,
Swayed by the charm of Beauty's fascination.


WHENCE the charm of a fair face?
Not earthly beauty only
Can so allure us with its loveliness.
Perchance we see in this, as in a cloudy mirror,
The far faint reflect of the Perfect Face.
And these deep feelings of delight and wonder
Can only issue from the One True Beauty,
For in Divine Perfection there is no other partner.
Nor is it all desire and lust that tempts men's hearts with longing.
. . . Evil appears but as the other side of Truth.

from "The secret rose garden" of  Sa'd Ud Din Mahmud Shabistari

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Monday, September 6, 2021

Sattva Lynn ~ Already That


art Catrin Welz-stein


 Right here and now we are perfect Being. There is absolutely nothing we need to do to be enlightened. We are already what the term enlightenment points to. We are already That.

The more that we understand our true nature as inherently and causelessly free, peaceful, purely loving, and complete – the less we will feel a need to do anything, and rather relax more and more into simply being.

Not being this or that, just simply 'living'. Knowing there is nothing we need do because we are pure Aliveness, pure Wakefulness Itself.

So as you continue to 'live', and breathe, and walk, and do all the things you need to do; even if conditioning and attachment and all manner of egoic tendencies are there -- underneath this is the knowledge, there is the awareness of the Aliveness Itself that you are, that is not born or created...that is at the root of all 'living'.

Living is not personal to you - it carries on by itself.  The feeling of bodily reality or anything born of the dream that you are only a solid, separate physical entity, is not what you are.

You are the unchanging Awareness behind that which is uncreated and uncaused.  So go on being, just being.  Knowing there is nothing you need to do to be enlightened, because you are already pure enlightenment or wakefulness itself.

There is nothing you need to do because here and now underneath all appearances, habits and beliefs - you are inherently free, loving, joyous, and complete...and one with all that Is.





Friday, September 3, 2021

Monica Dayakar ~ "Payload..."... Driver... Cargo et al.

art Josephine Wall



 Standing in the balcony...
Looking at the cool waters of the lake below...
Clouds floating in the sky...
Monsoon showers...
Pitter patter of raindrops

A couple of pelicans sail past elegantly...
Leisurely gliding past in the lake below...
Right under my nose

They look kinda very swan like!!

I find myself floating gently along with them

On a laid back Saturday afternoon

Am pretty flitty floaty myself these days

Just breezing around
Moseying along...
On cruise mode...

Soaked in stunningness


So beautiful this named place of separate thingyness!!

Never thought I'd ever find myself saying that!!

And yet here we are 😍

You and me
And love

I see my little grand children, spin such beautiful yarns, out of nothing...

And so convincingly, too...

In their minds, the difference, just doesn't exist...

Real... unreal... simply learned words...

And then somewhere along the road...
I can't put my finger on when it happens...
But the world of these separate things
Started to weigh heavy...

The payload literally broke my back...
Or so I thought

I just looked up "payload"
After penning the line above...
The word just popped up in my head!

I come from a family of pilots
That's probably where the word might have woven itself into the lexicon here 😀

"A payload is stated on the door sticker and includes everything your vehicle left the factory with... and a full tank of fuel...

Anything beyond that... including the driver and accessories must be deducted from payload...

'Occupants and cargo' ... as stated on the sticker includes the driver so the weight of the driver must be deducted from the payload"

Oh jeez
Oh jeez...
"Anything beyond that... including the driver..." !!!

My quest for "The Truth", had revealed my split mind...

It's the very nature of the mind...

This and that...

Truth, untruth, good, bad, right, wrong, black, white, birth, death...

You... me...
I, the other...

When seen through, the bottom falls out...
It collapses on itself...
Like the overlay of two circles...

Cancelling each other out...

Excruciating this separation
Of separate things
When believed in...

It collapses under its own weight
When seen through

Empty of even emptiness

And then the fullness comes rushing back in

So beautiful this named place of separate thingyness!!
Never thought I'd ever find myself saying that!!
And here we are 😍

And here I am
Payload... driver... al.

In love with the world all over again