Friday, December 25, 2015

Mooji - Christmas Blessing

True love never goes away.
The shape it takes may change, but it itself never changes,
except to get sweeter and sweeter and more full.
It is not born from human effort or fantasy;
it is the love which is the unicity of pure Being
being recognised.
Perhaps if duality has any real value,
it is to provide love the room to demonstrate its own unicity
and to manifest the sense of showing gratitude to the Supreme.
It is love that really connects us all through truth and wisdom,
and makes ignorance ashamed to show itself.
That wisdom that comes from love, from God, from our own divinity, cannot be studied.
In its own time it simply blossoms inside the heart
and gives light to the world.

 The very significance of Christmas is this Christ Consciousness,
the Christ-light, which is the real light of the world.
The light of consciousness,
the light of the Self in its purest dynamic expression,
is what we call the Christ
that manifested in the human form called Jesus
so many years ago,
but the source and origin of this light is timelessly unchangeable

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Vedanta Desikan - In a single home

Our bodies touch
in the southern wind.
Our eyes meet
in the moon.
We live together in a single home–
the world, and the earth
is the one bed we share.
The sky scattered with stars
is a canopy stretched above us.
Think of this, my lean beauty:
however far away
fate has taken you from me,
I still find my way
into you.

 Hamsa-Sandesha or “The message of the Swan”
is a Sanskrit love poem written by
Vedanta Desika in the 13th century AD.
A short lyric poem of 110 verses,
it describes how Rama, hero of the Ramayana epic,
sends a message via a swan to his beloved wife, Sita,
who has been abducted by the demon king Ravana.


Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee - Mystical Prayer


..."To know that beneath all the divisions of the outer world 
there is this single stream of mystical prayer is in itself a refuge and deep reassurance. 
It is so easy to get caught up in the forms and images of the outer world, 
and yet, as Rumi writes, "God does not look at your outer forms, but at the love within your love." And here, within the heart of each of us, is a place where we can enter the formlessness of love. And as I have discovered from my own journey into the heart, 
this is a love that embraces each of us with a tenderness and passion known only to lovers. 
We are taken by love to love."

From: Mystical Prayer: Opening a Door to Silence and Love

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Thursday, December 24, 2015

Fred LaMotte - I have a thousand gurus

I have a thousand gurus.
I have countless paramours.
I have eight billion children
whining to be fed.
But there is only one Beloved
who enters the bridal chamber
of this heart
veiled in my own breath
to anoint me with a kiss
that turns the darkness
of yearning
into true night.
I do not wait for dawn.
I burn now
in the fire of awakened

Rumi - When i die...


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

~ RUMI, ghazal number 911,
translated May 18, 1992, by Nader Khalili.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Jean Klein - It knows itself by itself

Let your mind be very clear that when you are looking for your real self, 
it is it which is looking for itself. 
That is why you can never find it – because it is the ultimate looker which looks for itself. 
In other words, you are fundamentally already what you are. 
Any movement you undertake is a going away from it. 
You sit on this chair and you cannot find yourself on the chair by going somewhere else. 
So the inevitable question is, “How can I become aware of what I am?” 
But we cannot be aware of the “I am.” We can only be aware of things. 
All that we are aware of is an object, but what we already are, our real nature, is not an object. 
It is consciousness, the light behind all objects. 
It is the ultimate perceiver in which the perceived appears and disappears. 
It is its own perceiving. 
So it can never be understood in terms of subject-object relationship. 
The perceiver can never be perceived, as the eye cannot see its seeing.
All that is perceived, you are not. 
When you understand this, you are no longer concerned with what you are not, 
and there is a natural giving up of what you are not. 
All the energy that was eccentric, spent in achieving, becoming, grasping 
and so on, comes to a stop. 
And there is only stillness, silence, which is the original perception of the real self. 
It is your globality. 
In this globality, there is not a knower of the globality; otherwise, it could not be globality. 
We can only say, as in all the sacred sayings, it knows itself by itself.

from Open to the Unknown


Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Nisargadatta Maharaj - Ultimatum

The Nisargadatta Ultimatum
 By Pradeep Apte

1. Are you a mere body or something else? Or, maybe nothing at all?
2. Before all beginnings, after all endings – I am.
3. What you are, you already are.
4. Everything is local and temporary, except you. Don’t forget what you are.
5. Ultimately I am beyond being and non-being.
6. Find him who was present at your birth and will witness your death.
7. Stop imagining that you were born, have parents, are a body, will die and so on.
8. You were never born nor will you ever die.
9. There is a state beyond forgetting and remembering.
10. The beginningless begins forever.
11. Find what is it that you have never lost.
12. Overlook the movable and you will find yourself to be the ever-present.
13. Whatever happens, I remain.
14. I was never born. How can I grow old?
15. I am neither born nor can I die. I have nothing to remember or to forget.
16. You are beyond the experiencer, ever unborn and deathless.
17. Reality is not an event, it cannot be experienced, for reality neither comes nor goes.
18. There is no such thing as experience of reality. 
19. Only reality is, there is nothing else.
20. There was no coming. It was so – always.
21. You can only be what you are in reality; you can only appear to be what you are not.
22. What comes and goes has no being.
23. What changes is not real, what is real does not change.
24. Don’t pretend to be what you are not, don’t refuse to be what you are.
25. Life will escape, the body will die, but it will not affect me in the least.
26. The real does not die, the unreal never lived.
27. You are neither the body nor in the body – there is no such thing as body.
28. The Absolute precedes time. The Absolute – is.
29. Your body is short of time, not you. Just understand yourself – that itself is eternity.
30. I know for myself. I was never born.
31. Both the subject and the object exist in you, but you are neither.
32. You are complete here and now, you need absolutely nothing.
33. That which makes you think you are human is not human.
34. The real is always with you; you need not wait to be what you are.
35. You are not what you perceive.
36. You are yourself without knowing.
37. No happening affects your real being – this is the absolute truth.
38. Transiency is the best proof of unreality.
39. You cannot know your real being. You can only be what you are.
40. Whatever you are changelessly, that you are beyond all doubt.
41. To be, you must be nobody.
42. To Know that You do not Know, is True Knowledge.
43. In reality you were never born and shall never die.
44. Be nothing, know nothing, have nothing.
45. One can only be it, without knowing.

text source Pradeep Apte

Monday, December 21, 2015

Jeff Foster - What they taught you

Paramahansa Yogananda - What is Love?

Love is the scent with the lotus born.
It is the silent choirs of petals
Singing the winter's harmony of uniform beauty.
Love is the song of the soul, singing to God.
It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets -
sun and moon lit
In the skyey hall festooned with fleecy clouds –
Around the sovereign Silent Will.
It is the thirst of the rose to drink the sunrays
And blush red with life.
'Tis the promptings of the mother earth
To feed her milk to the tender, thirsty roots,
And to nurse all life.
It is the urge of the sun
To keep all things alive.

Love is the unseen craving of the Mother Divine
That took the protecting father–form,
And that feeds helpless mouths
With milk of mother's tenderness.
It is the babies's sweetness,
Coaxing the rain of parental sympathy
To shower upon them.
It is the lover's unenslaved surrender to the beloved
To serve and solace.
It is the elixir of friendship,
Reviving broken and bruised souls.
It is the martyr's zeal to shed his blood
For the well-beloved fatherland.
It is the ineffable, silent call of the heart to another heart.
It is the God-drunk poet's heartaches
For every creature's groans.

Love is to enjoy the family rose of petal-beings,
And thence to move to spacious fields -
Passing by portals of social, national, international sympathy,
On to the limitless Cosmic Home –
To gaze with looks of wonderment,
And to serve all that lives, still or moving.
This is to know what love is.
He knows who lives it.

Love is evolution's ameliorative call
To the far-strayed sons
To return to Perfection's home.
It is the call of the beauty – robed ones
To worship the great Beauty.
It is the call of God
Through silent intelligences
And starburst of feelings.

Love is the Heaven
Toward which the flowers, rivers, nations, atoms, creatures – you and I
Are rushing by the straight path of action right,
Or winding laboriously on error's path,
All to reach haven there at last.

~ From: Songs of the Soul,
by Paramahansa Yogananda.