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Issue #1353 - Monday, February 17, 2003 - Editor: Jerry  

Among gamblers, Fast Luck is preferred by those
who play the slots or the lottery -- that is,
those who want "luck in a hurry;" it is not as
popular with card players who stay up all night
at a game and need long-term luck. (For them,
there is Three Jacks and a King Oil.) when it
comes to romantic love spells, Fast Luck, like
Kiss Me Now!, draws instant results, but they
may not last forever and they may not lead to
marriage.
 


Prince sidi Muhammad Abdullatif Nasrudin
History of Coffee 

Most modern coffee-drinkers are probably unaware of coffee's heritage
in the Sufi orders of Southern Arabia. Members of the Shadhiliyya
order are said to have spread coffee-drinking throughout the Islamic
world sometime between the 13th and 15th centuries CE. A Shadhiliyya
shaikh was introduced to coffee-drinking in Ethiopia, where the
native highland bush, its fruit and the beverage made from it were
known as bun. It is possible, though uncertain, that this Sufi was
Abu'l Hasan 'Ali ibn Umar, who resided for a time at the court of
Sadaddin II, a sultan of Southern Ethiopia. 'Ali ibn Umar
subsequently returned to the Yemen with the knowledge that the
berries were not only edible, but promoted wakefulness. To this day
the shaikh is regarded as the patron saint of coffee-growers, coffee-
house proprietors and coffee-drinkers, and in Algeria coffee is
sometimes called shadhiliyye in his honor.

The Shadhili Abu Bakr ibn Abd'Allah al-'Aydarus was impressed enough
by its effects that he composed a qasida (poem) in honor of the
drink. Coffee-drinkers even coined their own term for the euphoria it
produced - marqaha. The mystic and theologian Shaikh ibn Isma'il Ba
Alawi of Al-Shihr stated that the use of coffee, when imbibed with
prayerful intent and devotion, could lead to the experience of qahwa
ma'nawiyya ("the ideal qahwa") and qahwat al-Sufiyya, interchangeable
terms defined as "the enjoyment which the people of God feel in
beholding the hidden mysteries and attaining the wonderful
disclosures and the great revelations."

The Shadiliyya dervishes were active in the world; it is said that
Shaikh Abul Hasan ash-Shadhili, the founder of the order, was
reluctant to take on a student who did not already have a profession.
It soon became apparent that coffee's benefits could be extended to
the workday and the local economy as well. The southern Arabian
climate was ideal for coffee cultivation, and the ports of Yemen,
particularly the port of Mocha, became the world's primary exporters
of coffee.

i take it from that article
http://www.superluminal.com/cookbook/essay_coffee.html
One of the Head's of the Shadhili order was also
Sayydina Al-Shaikh Abu Muhammad Al-Madani, at same time Shaikh of
Qadiri, Naqshbandi, Shadhili, Khalwati,Chishti,
http://www.naqshbandi.org/chain/37.htm  


from The Other Syntax  

"Sorcerers never say things idly," he said.  "I am most careful
about what I say to you or to anybody else.  The difference between
you and me is that I don't have any time at all, and I act
accordingly.  You, on the other hand, believe that you have all the
time in the world, and you act accordingly.  The end result of our
individual behaviors is that I measure everything I do and say, and
you don't."

   I conceded that he was right, but I assured him that whatever he
was saying did not alleviate my turmoil, or my sadness.  I blurted
out then, uncontrollably, every nuance of my confused feelings.  I
told him that I wasn't in search of advice.  I wanted him to
prescribe a sorcerer's way to end my anguish.  I believed I was
really interested in getting from him some natural relaxant, an
organic Valium, and I said so to him.  Don Juan shook his head in
bewilderment. 

   "You are too much," he said.  "Next you're going to ask for a
sorcerer's medication to remove everything annoying from you, with no
effort at all on your part - just the effort of swallowing whatever
is given.  The more awful the taste, the better the results.  That's
your Western man's motto.  You want results - one potion and you're
cured.

The Unavoidable Appointment
THE ACTIVE SIDE OF INFINITY
Carlos Castaneda
 


The Life of Maximilian Voloshin • Poet of the Inner Revolution http://www.sol.com.au/kor/ (click on Issue 20) (contributed by Mary Bianco)  

I’ve had delusions, no doubt
Temptations, weaknesses at times.
Despite all that, whenever I
Faded in sorrow and delight,
My light has never gone out.

~ ~ ~  

In your world I’m a passerby -
Close to all, but strange to everything

~ ~ ~  

These days no foe or brother can be found
All are in me, and I’m in everyone.
So zealots, every of its kind
Thought that a poet was to find
For them protection, and advise them too.
But then I’ve done all that I ever could
To prevent the brothers from ruining themselves and killing each other.
 

~ ~ ~  

Newspapers manufacture truth,
One truth for each hour of the day,
But not a single line is printed of a human -
The very ancient, hidden fire..


J.P.
NDS
 

JP was presumed dead. Devoured by marmots. Flinging himself
over cliffs with troops of arctic lemmings.

Perhaps he died as a human shield as he stood outside Wayne
Liquorman's satsang.

He read no posts or email. Did not return phone calls from
friends. Did not think about metaphysics or the meaning of
waffles.


He didn't trip over the light fantastic with Gene Poole.

He didn't munch on real sea bottom fish bits with Lobster.

He didn't paint mandalas for Jeff Belyea.

He didn't finish that exquisite email to Diana.

He didn't design a Gaudi Tshirt for Nina.

He didn't dunk donuts with Jerry.

He didn't grow up for Judi.

He didn't  hold and kiss the loving hands of his Creatrix Vicki with
his Edward Scissorhands.

He didn't need to stand naked for Shadowfaux.

He didn't ask Matthew for a job in Arizona.

He didn't listen to Felix playing Krishna's flute in the night.

He didn't recite David Bozzi poems in the park.

He didn't pretend he was Eminem for No-by.

And there was no Leonard Cohen to be found.


And he never felt better.
 


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RAMAJI

ONE

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