Saturday, May 2, 2015

Marianne Williamson - Love is what we are born with.

Love is what we are born with. 
Fear is what we learn. 
The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices 
and the acceptance of love back in our hearts. 
Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. 
To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, 
is the meaning of life. 
Meaning does not lie in things. 
Meaning lies in us.

Rumi - Be lost in the Call

Be Lost in the Call
Lord, said David, since you do not need us,
why did you create these two worlds?

Reality replied: O prisoner of time,
I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity,
and I wished this treasure to be known,
so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart;
its darkened back, the world;
The back would please you if you’ve never seen the face.

Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw?
Yet clean away the mud and straw,
and a mirror might be revealed.

Until the juice ferments a while in the cask,
it isn’t wine. If you wish your heart to be bright,
you must do a little work.

My King addressed the soul of my flesh:
You return just as you left.
Where are the traces of my gifts?

We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold.
This Sun doesn’t want a crown or robe from God’s grace.
He is a hat to a hundred bald men,
a covering for ten who were naked.

Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child!
How could a zephyr ride an ass?
Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.
Reason, tread the path of selflessness into eternity.

Remember God so much that you are forgotten.
Let the caller and the called disappear;
be lost in the Call.

Friday, May 1, 2015

Mooji - Drown me in You

To awaken to the timeless and perfect Truth,
don’t put so much importance on study.
Avoid the tendency to collect a lot of information on spirituality.
Instead, dive within with your entire heart by saying,
‘Yes, I am here for this alone. Drown me in You.’
Information and mind-created knowledge is meaningless in the higher realm.
Here, only Harmony prevails.
By going beyond the notion of a personal self, the detached observer of all phenomena is discovered as a formless field of inner silence and harmony. It spontaneously becomes self-evident that this is our real nature and position.
This clarity of seeing and understanding arises from the synchronicity of I with the universal consciousness.
Pure Harmony is the language and vibration of Holiness.
It is synchronicity with God.

Maya Angelou - Love

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Eckhart Tolle - Expressions of Consciousness

"Everything that exists has Being,
has God-essence, has some degree of consciousness.
Even a stone has rudimentary consciousness;
otherwise, it would not be,
and its atoms and molecules would disperse.
Everything is alive.
The sun, the earth, plants, animals, humans
all are expressions of consciousness in varying degrees,
consciousness manifesting as form."

Rumi ♡ - All through eternity

All through eternity
Beauty unveils His exquisite form
in the solitude of nothingness;
He holds a mirror to His Face
and beholds His own beauty.
he is the knower and the known,
the seer and the seen;
No eye but His own
has ever looked upon this Universe.

His every quality finds an expression:
Eternity becomes the verdant field of Time and Space;
Love, the life-giving garden of this world.
Every branch and leaf and fruit
Reveals an aspect of His perfection-
They cypress give hint of His majesty,
The rose gives tidings of His beauty.

Whenever Beauty looks,
Love is also there;
Whenever beauty shows a rosy cheek
Love lights Her fire from that flame.
When beauty dwells in the dark folds of night
Love comes and finds a heart
entangled in tresses.
Beauty and Love are as body and soul.
Beauty is the mine, Love is the diamond.

They have together
since the beginning of time-
Side by side, step by step.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Sengcan - Trusting mind

Emptiness here, Emptiness there, but the infinite universe stands always before our eyes. Infinitely large and infinitely small; no difference, for definitions have vanished and no boundaries are seen. So too with Being and non-Being. Don’t waste time in doubts and arguments that have nothing to do with this. One thing, all things: move among and intermingle, without distinction. To live in this realization is to be without anxiety about non-perfection. To live in this faith is the road to non-duality, because the non-dual is one with the trusting mind.


The Way is beyond language, for in it there is
no yesterday
no tomorrow
no today.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Rumi - Buoyancy

Love has taken away my practices
and filled me with poetry.

I tried to keep quietly repeating
No strength but yours, but I couldn’t.

I had to clap and sing.
I used to be respectable, chaste and stable,
but who can stand in this strong wind
and remember those things?

A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself.
That is how I hold your voice.

I am scrap wood thrown in your fire,
quickly reduced to smoke and ash.

I saw you and became that empty.
This emptiness, more beautiful than existence,
it obliterates existence, and yet when it comes,
existence thrives and creates more existence.

The sky is blue.
The world is a blind man sitting beside the road.

But whoever sees your emptiness
sees beyond the blue and the blind man.

A great soul hides like Muhammad or Jesus
moving through a crowd in a city where no one knows him.

To praise is to praise
how one surrenders to the emptiness.

To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.
Praise, the ocean. What we say, a little ship.

So the journey goes on,
and no one knows where.

Just to be held by the ocean
is the best luck we could have.
It is a total waking up.

Why should we grieve that we have been sleeping?
It does not matter how long we have been unconscious.

We are groggy, but let the guilt go.
Feel the motions of tenderness around you.
the buoyancy.

Dudjom Lingpa - Self-clarity


Düdjom Rinpoche explains how to establish the nature of the mind, which we take to be internal:

Without bringing anything to mind, place your awareness in an uncontrived, relaxed state.
With your attention directed inward, focus completely on the mind’s own nature.

By so doing, there will arise a "self-clarity" that is without object, free of the extremes of conceptual elaborations,
and free of any sense of apprehender and apprehended,
including any viewer and viewed, experiencer and experienced, and subject and object.

Freshly enter into meditative equipoise in that very state, without contriving anything, or contaminating or changing it.

Düdjom Lingpa explains this ultimate dimension of consciousness as follows:

“It is not blank, like an unceasing darkness that knows nothing. All appearances are naturally present, without arising or ceasing. Just as heat is naturally present in the nature of fire, moisture is present in the nature of water, and coolness is present in the nature of the wind, due to the unceasing power in the nature of primordial consciousness, there is total knowledge and total awareness of all phenomena, without its ever merging with or entering into objects.
Primordial consciousness is self-originating, naturally clear, free of outer and inner obscuration; it is the all-pervasive, radiant clear infinity of space, free of contamination.”

- From Buddhahood without Meditation

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Monday, April 27, 2015

Jiddu Krishnamurti - Ah, Come sit beside me

Ah, come sit beside me by the sea, open and free.
I will tell thee of that inward calmness
As of the still deep;
Of that inward freedom
As of the skies;
Of that inward happiness
As of the dancing waters.

And as now the moon makes a silent path on the dark sea,
So beside me lies the clear path of pure understanding.
The groaning sorrow is hid under a mocking smile,
The heart is heavy with the burden of corruptible love,
The deceptions of the mind pervert thought.

Ah, come sit beside me
Open and free.
As the even flow of clear sunlight,
So shall thine understanding come to thee.
The burdensome fear of anxious waiting
Shall go from thee as the waters recede before the rushing winds.

Ah, come sit beside me,
Thou shalt know of the understanding of true love.
As the mind drives the blind clouds,
So shall thy brutish prejudice be driven by clear thought.

The moon is in love with the sun
And the stars fill the skies with their laughter.

Oh, come sit beside me
Open and free.

Tao Yuanming - No known address

Success and failure? No known address.
This or that goes on, depending on the other.
And who can say if Milord Shao was happier
ruling a city, or sacked, his excellent melon patch?
Hot, cold, summer, winter: don't they alternate?
Mayn't a man's way wander on just so?
Yes, those who "get there" know their opportunities...
have learned to untie the knots of knowledge.
But was it the notable or the notorious that our Sage spoke of?
The latter he called opportunists. Those who get there, doubtless,
know doubt nor care no more. Yet, doubt you not, nor do dead generals,
who plotted carefully at what seemed opportune,
and knew naught, right or wrong.
If, of a sudden, you're offered fine wine,
let the sun sink. Enjoy it.

Rumi - This moment

This moment
comes to rest in me,
many beings in one being
In one wheat-grain
a thousand sheaf stacks.

Inside the needle's eye
a turning night of stars.
This moment --
This LOVE.

Amata Natasha Goldie - With You

Upon the mountains edge
I sat,
With you,
Anointing my feet
Before you stepped
Into the darkness
And set the sky alight
With a luminous glow

I longed to become full
With your absence
Lamenting quietly in the night

Now the stars are mirrors
Of your presence
And I smile
In silent knowing
That your immortal essence
Still braves the highest mountain
To anoint my
Undying heart

© Amata Natasha Goldie 2010 – All rights reserved.

Rumi ♡ - Be foolishly in Love