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Monday, August 7, 2017
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Robert Adams - Ask yourself: ‘Who am I?
When you really understand who you are you will experience unalloyed happiness. Happiness that you only dreamt about. Happiness in the silence, where nothing is happening, but you’re happy, always happy, always at peace. All of the gods that you’ve been praying to all of your life, all of the buddhas you’ve taken refuge in, the Krishnas, the Kalimas, the Shivas, the Christ, Allah, they’re all within you. You are That! There is no God that is external to you. There is no Buddha and God and you. There is only the one Self and you are that. Ponder this.
We all want to be happy. How to become happy, what do we have to do? Sit by yourself, go deep within yourself and realize the truth about yourself, which is: you are not the subject or the object. You are not the seer or the thing seen. You are the witness to all these things. The witness, everything you see. You watch, you look, you observe. And yet, you’re not the watcher, you’re not the looker, you’re not the observer.
You’re like a clay pot. A clay pot has space inside and outside. The space inside is not any different than the space outside. When the clay pot breaks, the space inside merges with the outside. It’s only one space. So it is with us. Your body is like a clay pot and it appears you have to go within to find the truth. The outward appears to be within you. The outward is also without you. There’s boundless space. When the body is transcended, it’s like a broken clay pot. The Self within you becomes the Self outside of you. The Self merges with the Self. Some people call the inner Self the atman. And yet it is called Brahman. When there is no body in the way, the atman and the Brahman become one. They become Brahman, one-ness, absolute reality, pure awareness. They become free and liberated.
We don’t have to wait until the body dies for this to happen, it can happen to us now. You can become totally free and liberated now, if you will. All you have to do is let go. You let go of everything that’s been keeping you in bondage, mentally. Listen to your heart. Observe yourself. Become cognizant of your feelings, your emotions. Is this really you? Are you really your emotions? Are you really your feelings that you observe? Where do these feelings come from? Ask yourself: ‘Who am I? Where do my feelings come from? Where do my thoughts come from? Where does my life come from? Who is being alive? Who is growing up, becoming old and dying? Who is playing this game? Who is the I that is playing this game? Who is the I that is playing this game? Who am I?’
We all want to be happy. How to become happy, what do we have to do? Sit by yourself, go deep within yourself and realize the truth about yourself, which is: you are not the subject or the object. You are not the seer or the thing seen. You are the witness to all these things. The witness, everything you see. You watch, you look, you observe. And yet, you’re not the watcher, you’re not the looker, you’re not the observer.
You’re like a clay pot. A clay pot has space inside and outside. The space inside is not any different than the space outside. When the clay pot breaks, the space inside merges with the outside. It’s only one space. So it is with us. Your body is like a clay pot and it appears you have to go within to find the truth. The outward appears to be within you. The outward is also without you. There’s boundless space. When the body is transcended, it’s like a broken clay pot. The Self within you becomes the Self outside of you. The Self merges with the Self. Some people call the inner Self the atman. And yet it is called Brahman. When there is no body in the way, the atman and the Brahman become one. They become Brahman, one-ness, absolute reality, pure awareness. They become free and liberated.
We don’t have to wait until the body dies for this to happen, it can happen to us now. You can become totally free and liberated now, if you will. All you have to do is let go. You let go of everything that’s been keeping you in bondage, mentally. Listen to your heart. Observe yourself. Become cognizant of your feelings, your emotions. Is this really you? Are you really your emotions? Are you really your feelings that you observe? Where do these feelings come from? Ask yourself: ‘Who am I? Where do my feelings come from? Where do my thoughts come from? Where does my life come from? Who is being alive? Who is growing up, becoming old and dying? Who is playing this game? Who is the I that is playing this game? Who is the I that is playing this game? Who am I?’
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All is well and everything is unfolding as it should
The highest teaching in the world is silence. There is nothing higher than this. A devotee who sits with a sage purifies his mind just by being with the sage. The mind automatically becomes purified. No words exchanged, no words said. Silence is the ultimate reality. Everything exists in this world through silence. True silence really means going deep within yourself to that place where nothing is happening, where you transcend time and space. You go into a brand new dimension of nothingness. That’s where all the power is. That’s your real home. That’s where you really belong, in deep silence where there is no good and bad, no one trying to achieve anything. Just being, pure being.
The highest teaching in the world is silence. There is nothing higher than this. A devotee who sits with a sage purifies his mind just by being with the sage. The mind automatically becomes purified. No words exchanged, no words said. Silence is the ultimate reality. Everything exists in this world through silence. True silence really means going deep within yourself to that place where nothing is happening, where you transcend time and space. You go into a brand new dimension of nothingness. That’s where all the power is. That’s your real home. That’s where you really belong, in deep silence where there is no good and bad, no one trying to achieve anything. Just being, pure being.
Robert Adams: Silence of the Heart
(To Christine)
Andy Petro - Oneness
I remember being a child
No older than four or five
I tried to teach my parents
The wonders of being alive
I talked about the Oneness
And how it connected us all
The Light was essential to our being
Hidden in the eyes of the great and small
I remembered being in the Light
Consumed by unconditional love
Celebrating being unique pieces
Of the infinite, loving Light above
I am a holographic fragment
Of the Oneness contained in the Light
We are all vibrating in that Oneness
It gives us universal, loving insight
I was confused in three-dimensional space
Separation and judgment were taught to me
Fear and hatred were the rule of the day
I searched for the Light to set me free
When I returned from my earth-death
My beliefs and memories were at odds
I wandered the earth for many years
Searching for the Light in many gods
In the silent space between my thoughts
My truth and the Light’s truth became one
A smile of unconditional love was on my face
As I filled with the Light—
My long journey is done.
- Andy Petro - Alive in the Light: Remembering Eternity
No older than four or five
I tried to teach my parents
The wonders of being alive
I talked about the Oneness
And how it connected us all
The Light was essential to our being
Hidden in the eyes of the great and small
I remembered being in the Light
Consumed by unconditional love
Celebrating being unique pieces
Of the infinite, loving Light above
I am a holographic fragment
Of the Oneness contained in the Light
We are all vibrating in that Oneness
It gives us universal, loving insight
I was confused in three-dimensional space
Separation and judgment were taught to me
Fear and hatred were the rule of the day
I searched for the Light to set me free
When I returned from my earth-death
My beliefs and memories were at odds
I wandered the earth for many years
Searching for the Light in many gods
In the silent space between my thoughts
My truth and the Light’s truth became one
A smile of unconditional love was on my face
As I filled with the Light—
My long journey is done.
- Andy Petro - Alive in the Light: Remembering Eternity
Saturday, August 5, 2017
Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee - Holy
"The heart’s witness of the Divine—listening, watching, being fully attentive within the heart, becoming receptive in our whole being—is a profound way of attuning ourself to the sacred.
As Rumi writes:
"Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the Source is whispering to you, just to you and for you, without any need for my words or anyone else’s.
You are—we all are—the beloved of the Beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life, the Beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is. Listen and you will discover it every passing moment."
Watching, listening, we develop the ear of the heart, the eye of the heart, the inner receptivity of the soul. And if we can listen to the Beloved within creation, to the miracle of the Earth in all Her forms, we will hear the Beloved speak to us as She spoke to our ancestors. We will find ourself in a world as whole as it is holy."
From his new book: SPIRITUAL ECOLOGY
10 Practices to Reawaken the Sacred in Everyday Life
Chapter 8: Prayer
As Rumi writes:
"Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the Source is whispering to you, just to you and for you, without any need for my words or anyone else’s.
You are—we all are—the beloved of the Beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life, the Beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is. Listen and you will discover it every passing moment."
Watching, listening, we develop the ear of the heart, the eye of the heart, the inner receptivity of the soul. And if we can listen to the Beloved within creation, to the miracle of the Earth in all Her forms, we will hear the Beloved speak to us as She spoke to our ancestors. We will find ourself in a world as whole as it is holy."
From his new book: SPIRITUAL ECOLOGY
10 Practices to Reawaken the Sacred in Everyday Life
Chapter 8: Prayer
Friday, August 4, 2017
Robert Adams - Teacher
Q: Could you talk about the importance of a teacher for Self-realization, and how the relationship between teacher and student works?
R: The teacher is really yourself. You have created a teacher to wake you up. The teacher would not be here if you were not dreaming about the teacher. You have created a teacher out of your mind in order to awaken, to see that there is no teacher, no world — nothing. You have done this all by yourself. Congratulations!
This is your dream. You have a teacher in front of you, explaining all these things to you, saying that you have to awaken sooner or later. If you go further, you will see, in truth, that you are already awake. Then all the rest will disappear.
While this is going on, there is a relationship between the student and the teachings. You are playing a game you created yourself. You create a teacher to wake you up, but you are already awake and do not know it. A teacher gives you teachings, gives you grace, and lets you understand that you are already awake and in peace. In return, you take care of the teacher. It is a reciprocal game. It is your game, it is your dream. Therefore, awaken now and be free.
“The Mountain Path” by Robert Adams.
R: The teacher is really yourself. You have created a teacher to wake you up. The teacher would not be here if you were not dreaming about the teacher. You have created a teacher out of your mind in order to awaken, to see that there is no teacher, no world — nothing. You have done this all by yourself. Congratulations!
This is your dream. You have a teacher in front of you, explaining all these things to you, saying that you have to awaken sooner or later. If you go further, you will see, in truth, that you are already awake. Then all the rest will disappear.
While this is going on, there is a relationship between the student and the teachings. You are playing a game you created yourself. You create a teacher to wake you up, but you are already awake and do not know it. A teacher gives you teachings, gives you grace, and lets you understand that you are already awake and in peace. In return, you take care of the teacher. It is a reciprocal game. It is your game, it is your dream. Therefore, awaken now and be free.
“The Mountain Path” by Robert Adams.
Rod Hemsell - Divine Sight
art Sharon Netzley
My heart is now a lotus
of truth and beauty and light
the rising falling waves
of the mountain are my breath
the mirror of the sky
reflects the vastness of divinity
and a vision of delight
shines on every face
every flower grows brighter
with the sunlight from my eyes
and I hear in every heartbeat
the rhythms of infinity.
But now the winds of storm
bring clouds across my brow
and the fire in my blood
fills rivers, lakes and seas
with the power to awaken
from the falsehood and the dream
and rise above the petty human mind
with its aberrant little schemes
break its bonds and spread new wings
like a hawk on heaven's streams
and flame into crystal realms
of freedom, joy and love.
of truth and beauty and light
the rising falling waves
of the mountain are my breath
the mirror of the sky
reflects the vastness of divinity
and a vision of delight
shines on every face
every flower grows brighter
with the sunlight from my eyes
and I hear in every heartbeat
the rhythms of infinity.
But now the winds of storm
bring clouds across my brow
and the fire in my blood
fills rivers, lakes and seas
with the power to awaken
from the falsehood and the dream
and rise above the petty human mind
with its aberrant little schemes
break its bonds and spread new wings
like a hawk on heaven's streams
and flame into crystal realms
of freedom, joy and love.
Thursday, August 3, 2017
Fernando Pessoa - Discontinuous Poems
The frightful reality of things
Is my everyday discovery.
Each thing is what it is.
How can I explain to anyone how much
I rejoice over this, and find it enough?
To be whole, it is enough to exist.
I have written quite a number of poems
And may write many more, of course.
Each poem of mine explains it,
Though all my poems are different,
Because each thing that exists is always proclaiming it.
Sometimes I busy myself with watching a stone,
I don't begin thinking whether it feels.
I don't force myself to call it my sister,
But I enjoy it because of its being a stone,
I enjoy it because it feels nothing,
I enjoy it because it is not at all related to me.
At times I also hear the wind blow by
And find that merely to hear the wind blow makes
it worth having been born.
I don't know what others will think who read this;
But I find it must be good because I think it
without effort,
And without the idea of others hearing me think,
Because I think it without thoughts,
Because I say it as my words say it.
Once they called me a materialist poet
And I admired myself because I never thought
That I might be called by any name at all.
I am not even a poet: I see.
If what I write has any value, it is not I who am
valuable.
The value is there, in my verses.
All this has nothing whatever to do with any will
of mine.
Is my everyday discovery.
Each thing is what it is.
How can I explain to anyone how much
I rejoice over this, and find it enough?
To be whole, it is enough to exist.
I have written quite a number of poems
And may write many more, of course.
Each poem of mine explains it,
Though all my poems are different,
Because each thing that exists is always proclaiming it.
Sometimes I busy myself with watching a stone,
I don't begin thinking whether it feels.
I don't force myself to call it my sister,
But I enjoy it because of its being a stone,
I enjoy it because it feels nothing,
I enjoy it because it is not at all related to me.
At times I also hear the wind blow by
And find that merely to hear the wind blow makes
it worth having been born.
I don't know what others will think who read this;
But I find it must be good because I think it
without effort,
And without the idea of others hearing me think,
Because I think it without thoughts,
Because I say it as my words say it.
Once they called me a materialist poet
And I admired myself because I never thought
That I might be called by any name at all.
I am not even a poet: I see.
If what I write has any value, it is not I who am
valuable.
The value is there, in my verses.
All this has nothing whatever to do with any will
of mine.
Arthur Schopenhauer - Clear water
Imagining we have free will is
exactly as if water spoke to itself:
I can make waves
(yes! in the sea during a storm),
I can rush downhill
(yes! in the river bed),
I can plunge down foaming and gushing
(yes! in the waterfall),
I can rise freely as a stream of water into the air
(yes! in the fountain),
I can, finally, boil away and disappear
(yes! at a certain temperature);
but I am doing none of these things now,
and am of my own accord remaining quiet
and clear water in the reflecting pond
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