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NDS Highlights    Issue #1069  

Saturday, May 11th, 2002

Edited by Christiana Duranczyk

Highlights Home Page: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm

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Ellen Davis http://hometown.aol.com/ellentd/myhomepage/diary.html 

Self-doubt is a destructive use of memory. 

~~~ 

A mind of light is a mind that has fallen to its knees before
the Heart and is open to the Silence that breathes through it.  _______________________________________________  

Jerry Katz NDS 

When I was told I had

e-q-u-a-n-i-m-i-t-y 

I baked a cake. 

Brought out hats and whistles 

The girl next door
And her mom with the big floppy hat
 

Instant coffee 

Fred, Jim, Raj, 

Two dogs that chased each other 

The tatoo artist 

A guy whose bird flew out the window 

Everyone got sick on cake.

There was no Cremora for the coffee. 

The tatoo artist hurt everyone 

The girl next door died in my arms 

The dogs ran away 

A record got stuck 

And that guy went on about how his bird had flown away. 

I knew how he felt. 

Everyone was bummed out.

______________________________________________  

Jan Barendrecht has returned from foot surgery and a challengng
hospital experience. Welcome back, Jan! May your healing continue. 

Bobby Graham: Dear Jan: It is good to have you back. I'm sorry for
your discomfort. What ever is there for you, you seem to make
an adventure.
You are a good example. Thanks.
 

Jan: Thanks for the welcome... Life always is an adventure, the art
of living is to smile even when in pain as there isn't an owner
(of it) - it's one branch of a tree, sometimes the leaves being
blown away, at other times bearing fruits. 

There is the saying that ignorance can be dispelled, but
some 'results' of ignorance remain... 

That is a saying, generally true: the knowledge of the
me-meme by itself doesn't evaporate the illusion of a 'me'.
Another example i read yesterday: Most likely, life-forms on
earth were cradled in sweet water, not in the salty oceans....
That knowledge dispels all illusions like "the body needs an
extra supply of salt" or "tears are a reminder of the longing
for the cradle of life, the ocean". New Hygienists have known
this experientially for many years but will the recent evidence
change any recipe in the next edition of popular cookbooks?
Very unlikely...

_______________________________________________ 

Dr. Harsh K. Luthar - Harsha Harshasatsang@yahoo.com 

It seems that the Science of Self requires a different
approach than the Science involved in discovering the
complexities of the Universe. Both sciences rely on
consciousness, attention, and awareness as instruments to
attain some type of knowledge. 

Sciences involving the discoveries of the Universe focus the
attention outside to perceived objects (time, space, matter,
laws of motion, gravity, mass, etc.). Science of Self,
however, is a totally radical departure. Here the attention,
consciousness, or awareness itself becomes the center of
attention. It is not focused anywhere other than itself. 

When attention and awareness are focused on objects of
perceptions, the relationships between those objects
according to universal laws become clear. But the
relationship between the subject and the object cannot be
determined due to the difficulty of separating the subject and
object (even by some super subject - God). When
attention/awareness become self- focused, that is called
self-inquiry. When attention lights up attention, awareness
lights up awareness, consciousness lights up
consciousness, Self is Realized as Sat-Chit-Ananda, the
Ultimate Subject that swallows up Space, Time, Universal
Laws, and all the Universes. 

________________________________________________________ 

viorica weissman
submitted to
NamoRamana@yahoogroups.com 

Q: Is there not an unchanging Self and a changing self? 

Maharshi: The changefulness is mere thought . All thoughts arise after
the "I" thought , See to whom these thoughts arise . Then you
will transcend them and they will subside . That is to say , by
tracing the source of the "I" thought , you will realize that the
perfect "I-I-I" is the name of the Self. 

from CONSCIOUS IMMORTALITY 
______________________________________________ 

Richard Clarke RamanaMaharshi@yahoogroups.com

Who am I? Paragraph 3 

Alton: This Self deepening experience you referred
to can only be described in some way after the fact, because
if there are no objects there can't be a knower? Then my
experiences of having my third eye open and going up and
me asking "Who am I" and getting a rush like someone
getting a drug injection, were bogus spiritual experiences?
Thanks in advance if you want to answer this. If your answer
is yes to the aforesaid, then shall I abort those experiences
or just continue to ask to whom is this experience and then
follow with "Who am I". 

Richard: Even though the objects are not `who I am,' they are
known, there is still knowing. Sages say that Enlightenment is
not a place of voidness. When the ancients described Being as

Sat-Chit-Ananda (Being-Consciousness-Bliss) this definitely
includes the knowing principle (Consciousness). 

This is confusing because we are talking about what cannot
be conceptualized or comprehended by the mind. We are
talking about what knows the mind, and is so perfect that it
`reflects' the state or mood of the mind flawlessly. 

In terms of your experience of "rush," I would bet this is what
the Sages call "subtle experience." An example of this would
be a kundalini experience, bought about through
manipulating breath. It is still something known. Who gets the
rush? Do not get caught up in even the best subtle
experience. As long as you can see it, then it is objective to
you. And the seer is never to be found in the seen. This
means `back to the inquiry.' 

For years I held to a constant experience that I thought was
the consciousness of being. This was in what some call the
heart- center. I have come to understand that what we seek
is not something that is physical. This changed my practice
and has taken it deeper. This is confusing to the mind.

On one hand we are told that there is Consciousness (and
this is our actual experience in
our highest spiritual experiences),
and on the other we are
told that it is not anything. Not anything
physical, sensory,
prajna, thought and mind, subtle energy. Yet in
your own
experience, there is always this be- ing. For whom is this?

_____________________________________________ 

Chatterjee K Yearning@yahoogroups.cmo 

mommy 

pregnant with moments lived in warmth and amor, you
smiled . . . at life stirring within. 

A draft stole in some dreams: dreams of a distant touch -
soft, careless, and warm; And a voice - wispy and ethereal,
came crawling by, mumbling: Mommy . . . ! 

drawn from the deep, tears welled up, spreading like mists
over the canvas of your dreams swabbing the colors with wet
lines. 

your curls, dark and flowing, wafted around in careless
arrogance - The arrogant pride of Goddess, dancing in joy -
in pure joy, of creation. 

the draft came back, one day, laced with fragrance of your
breath and showed me these quiet moments you had spent
with dreams of my becoming 

Mother, I offer you my obeisance, and my being . . . to walk
upon and, a soft, mumbling prayer: Mommy . . .!! 

______________________________________________________________

http://www.cosmicwind.net/800/Cmwl/CmwlIdx.html

I am
Protennoia.
I am
revealed
in
the
immeasureable.
I
move
in
every
creature.

I am
the
life
within
every
Power
and
every
eternal
movement
and
invisible
Light.

Those
who
sleep
I
awaken.
And I
am
the
sight
of
those
who
dwell
in
sleep.
I am
the
Invisible
One
within
the
All.

Whenever
I
wish
I
shall
reveal
myself
of
my
own
accord.
I am
the
head
of
the
All.
I
exist
before
the
All
and I
am
the
All.

It is
through
me
that
Gnosis
comes
forth.
I am
the
real
Voice.
The
Word
originated
through
my
Voice.

The
Voice
that
originated
exists
as
three
permanences:
the
Father,
the
Mother,
the
Son.

I
anointed
Christ.
Through
me
the
All
took
shape.

I am
the
Mother,
the
Light,
the
Virgin,
the
incomprehensible
Womb,
the
unrestrainable
and
immeasureable
Voice.

I am
the
Mother
of
the
Voice
speaking
in
many
ways,
completing
the
All.
It is
in
me
that
knowledge
dwells
--
the
knowledge
of
things
everlasting

The
Children
of
the
Light
know
me.
I
cast
into
them
the
eternally
Holy
Spirit.

I am
the
Light
that
illumines
the
All.

I
came
down
to
the
world
of
mortals
on
the
account
of
the
Spirit
that
remains
in
that
which
descended
and
came
forth
from
the
innocent
Sophia.

                        ~~freely extracted/adapted from
                          Trimorphic Protennoia

________________________________________________ 

John Metzger NDS 

My sister told my mother I was interested in nonduality, she
printed out some pages from Francis Lucille. After a birthday
supper today, she read these lines and asked me, who is
the King: "Yes. Be ready. Be available. You are available when you
understand that there is nothing that you can do on your own
to get to the King. When you acknowledge your total
powerlessness, you become an empty room. As soon as
you become an empty room, you are a sanctuary. So the
King can enter, take the throne and grace you with immortal
presence." I don't remember exactly what I said but after including that
she could consider St. Francis of Assisi a Christian
nondualist, she seemed to like the idea of God and creation
not being seperate. It seems in retrospect that for a few
minutes we were caught in a transcen-dance of conventional
theism, or , we were in-lightened by a grace of inclusiveness
and life that we hadn't ever shared together before, we were
not a we but kinda sorta an anonymous
consciousness/understanding; or maybe it was just the fresh
strawberries. Dad farted, which punctuated the freedom with laughter.

 __________________________________________________________  

http://www.yogadarshana.com/pages/172.htm 

the paradoxical conundrum of life is to live the nondual within
duality, to use duality to express and embody, honour and
celebrate the nondual. anything else is itself duality. this is
what spiritual practice is for. the first and fundamental
expression of duality is the dance of shiva otherwise known
as shakti or prakriti. Shakti is not inherently separate from
shiva. Shakti is shiva manifesting, his dance. Shiva is shakti
at rest, her essence. the shivanataraja icon shows a femaile
form dancing the world into existence. shiva, pure
consciousness, has no form apart from shakti, shakti is the
form of shiva. Nataraj is the great mother. the father cannot
be represented by form. to worship the father, other than by
way of the mother, is foolish and dangerous, as our
civilisation, and others, attests.

 ___________________________________________________________  

snips from.. A Philisophical and Personal Quest by Georg
Feuerstein 

http://www.wie.org/j10/mm1.asp The Divine Mother 

While pursuing a nondualist contemplative practice, the
dimension of the polarized Divine remained an enigma to
me. Then, one day, as a natural outcome of my inner work, I
found myself opening up to the experiential possibility of the
Goddess. Suddenly the bare theological bones of my
consideration were wrapped in the flesh of immediacy: I
encountered the sacred presence as a maternal
force—sustaining, nurturing, protecting and enlivening me
as, on the human plane, only a loving mother could do. Tears
of recognition and gratitude rolled down my cheeks. I knew
something momentous had happened on my contemplative
journey. As a nondualist by conviction I had to concede that the
sacred, or Reality, could be neither masculine nor feminine
in its absolute condition. However, this was clearly not my
experience. In my encounters with the sacred, I have usually
experienced a predominance of qualities that could be
described as tending toward either the masculine or the
feminine. This does not disturb me, though, as it does not
entail any irreconcilable contradiction. For, I do not
subscribe to the kind of radical nondualism characterized,
for instance, by Shankara's Advaita Vedanta. When pushed
to state my philosophical credo, I am more apt to vote for the
qualified nondualism taught by Shankara's great rival
Ramanuja, who lived several centuries after Shankara. Like
Neoplatonism, Ramanuja's metaphysics does not regard the
world as an illusion but sees in it a manifestation, a lower
gradation, of the ultimate Reality. Thus, I came to understand
my experiences of the sacred presence as a maternal force
as having an objective referent that could be called
Goddess, or Mother, while at the same time being colored
by certain predispositions within my own psyche. But what is
that Mother? As experience shows us time and time again, this universe
is far more wondrous than the rational mind likes to admit or
feels comfortable with. Our human lives are too brief and too
important to deprive ourselves of the grace that is available
in the world, including the grace of the Divine Mother. 

____________________________________________________________ 

David Bozzi  

It was business as usual. 
Like any other day.

Attached
and nailed to the world.

Wore my barbed wire crown
on ego hill.

Was whipped by lashing tongues under shade.

Strung up.
Hung,
...then left to die.

Ignorance is cruel like murder.

The next day
I remember hiding.

Stuck in a cave.
Like a reluctant infant.

Then an earthquake heaved me out.

There was light and rain.
Then sleep.

Deep sleep.
The kind you can't remember.

Then there was a long dream that seemed liked forever.

I was living in a house.
It had property lines.

No one was allowed past
a certain point.

Beyond this point
I begin a journey.

A healing journey.

Where everyone I see

is me... 

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(link may no longer be working.)

___________________________________________________ 

David Spero

http://www.themessenger.info/Jan2002/DavidSpero.html (link may no longer be working)

You want to walk up the real hill. You want to see the real
sunset. You want to go in the real ocean, not the pictures of
an ocean. You don't want to sit reading a book. So, you get
ecstatic and you get Full, the Divine begins to find Its way
back into the world, and then you're put into a kind of crazy
state. You've spent your whole life trying to find It within; you
find It, you think you've arrived, and then the Divine will take
that experience away completely. Why? So the Divine can
finally confound you into it's own mystery. You'll be
confounded, not awakened. You'll be loved to the extreme.
The Mother wants to enjoy you.

______________________________________________________

Grace and gratitude to all mothers..

and to all children who make us mothers

we are all matter of the great womb.

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