#1470 - Sunday, June 22, 2003 -
Editor: Joyce (Know_Mystery)
Manuel
Hernandez ~ A Net of Jewels
"In the mistaken belief that one is an entity
separate from all other people and all other
manifestation, there is no escape from sorrow."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ "The individual does
not finally merge with his original nature any more than
a wave merges with water. They were not different to
begin with. A wave is nothing more than the shifting
shape of the water itself. It is not a question of
joining separate things but of the abandonment of
something inessential and superficial, the false identity
of a separate individual entity."
~ Ramesh S. Balkesar ~ www.advaita.org
A_Sky_Dancer
~ Dzogchen
My Home
photo by Benny
I think this is beautiful
and profound, watch the introduction. It's ALL there.
What Is The Ego?
Hello.
What is the ego? What is the personality? What is
the Self? Any one will be kind enough to comment
about the three. Here are some
quotations Distinguishing ego from true self
(Quotations from The Hua Hu Ching) The ego is
entranced by ... names and ideas... (However)
names and concepts only block your perception of
this Great Oneness. Therefore it is wise to
ignore them. Those who live inside their egos are
continually bewildered. (32) Pain and happiness
are simply conditions of the ego. Forget the ego.
(46) Because clarity and enlightenment
are within your own nature, they are regained
without moving an inch. (44) Remember: if you
can cease all restless activity, your integral
nature will appear. (45)
Nagarjuna quoted by Mazie Lane ~
AdyashantiSatsang
"In a passage in the poem, 'Self,' Nagarjuna offers
a glimpse of the sublime depth disclosed when the
constricting hold of fixations is eased:
'It
is all at ease
Unfixtable by fixations
Incommunicable,
Inconceivable,
Indivisible.'
"Not
only is the subjective experience one of ease, but ease
is revealed as a feature of the sublime itself. For not
only do fixations generate conflict and anguish, they
also obscure a natural world that endlessly unfolds and
vanishes, untroubled by the desires and fears of
humankind.
"Although
we may take our fixations with utmost seriousness, that
about which we are fixated is utterly unaffected by
them. For life is incapable of ever being tied
down. While we generate volumes of theories and
descriptions of reality, none of them can capture the
mystery of its happening at all. And no matter how
minutely we dissect and categorize experience, the lines
we draw leave no trace on the seamlesss web of life
itself."
~
Stephen Batchelor ~
From
the book, "Verses From The Center: A Buddhist Vision
of The Sublime," Riverhead Books.
Mace Mealer ~ Illuminata
WONDER
Photo
by Lucy Pringle
It is a singular attribute
of modern man
that a sense of wonder
inevitably contains
the subtle constituents
of curiosity and disbelief.
Strangely enough,
once these qualities
are satisfactorily resolved,
wonder is itself
extinguished.
At times,
one might WONDER
if adequate and appropriate
attention is given
to the process
as well as the object.
"Understanding
confusion means becoming free of it."
~~~~~~~~
"Nothing
extraordinary can happen to a consciousness knowing
exactly what it
wants."
Jan Sultan
~ NondualitySalon
Don't Air Your
Attachments In Public
In the nudity of nothingness
we are all the same. It's only our
attachments
that differentiates us. When you post
something or criticize what some one else
has posted you reveal your attachments to
others. Most of us are very
transparent. The more we spout the more we
reveal our weaknesses. Get rid of
your attachments, don't air them in the
public! [I am talking to myself, of
course, as usual.]
Jan
PS: Are you provoked easily?
Eric Ashford ~ TrueVision
Bodhi Leaf Saffron
photo by
Laurence Ranson
Looking
Stepping
out into the morning
Emptying my rucksack
Of everything but water and bread for the birds
I walk over the hill and across the valley Where the
silver lake is as pacific as molten sun. I am as usual
looking for the heart. In all directions
I see only myself looking for the heart.
Then suddenly
There is nothing to see.
No eyes looking.
Nothing to look at. Only molten sun in a rucksack.
Nothing to carry.
No water; No birds.
Emptiness in the Heart.
Eric Parisien ~ NondualitySalon
as the first word
comes out,
some idea has been betrayed,
and before it the essence of it betrayed too.
the attempt to spread a series of words
(even when all those betray just one idea)
is as ignoble as the reproduction among mammals:
you never know how many of them will come out
very unsafe too, all these words out there,
that still i deem belong to me;
(which one was a blunder? which other was a slip?
and if that other
was too true will i live up to it?)
and nobody is home to take care of the fire
myself is running on hills and in meadows
shouting: this one is my sheep! that one too!
Eric
Parisien & Tim Gerchmez ~ NDS
It
Takes All Kinds To Make The 'What Is'
[eric]
should we so often question our motives or need
to communicate, and
enquire about the genuinness of our human
exchanges or need often to
keep in the background of our conversations the
holy reference to
silence...
as if repeatedly questionning if we should live?
[Tim
G] From here, genuineness takes care of itself
when we aren't even
paying attention. The conversations of last night
look pretty
genuine from here. Wherever anyone was coming
from, they came from
there without anything getting in the way.
There's nothing
preventing it, and even the usual
"shoulds" are an _expression of
complete clarity, 'this as is'.
[eric]
hi tim,
your are exactly illustrating what happens daily,
one touch further, something realised, a new
understanding is born,
thank you.
Harsh
K. Luther ~ HarshaSatsangh
Enlightenment - The Open Secret
The secret is to breath in and
breath out and not get too caught up in concepts
and words (especially one's own, and especially
about nonduality :-).
To remember oneself without words,
to be quietly aware of awareness. It is all
an open secret. It always has been. Other than
that there are no secrets worth
chasing after.
Love to all
Harsha
Joyce ~ NDS
A Red
Rubber Ball
so much
depends
upon
a redrubber
ball
cradled in your
palm
[with
apologies and respect to William Carlos
Williams]
Gary Merrill ~
ConsciousnessIsAll
The
perceiver, the experiencer, is never found apart from
the
perception apart from the experience. Likewise the
thinker can't be found apart from thought. So I give
vent to this in my expressions like 'the perceiever
is the perceived'. This doesn't necessarily mean that
any such thing exists, like 'perception'. Even if a
story is made out about the great perception which
happened at the start of time which gave rise to all
the perceptions which happen nowadays.
The
doer and the done, subject and object, always form
some kind of story in time, yet the present has never
been in time, has never been old and is never new.
The True Love
There's a faith in loving fiercely the one who is rightfully
yours
especially if you have waited years and especially if part of
you never
believed you could deserve this loved and beckoning hand held
out to you this way.
I am thinking of faith now and the testaments of loneliness
and what we feel we are worthy of in this world.
Years ago in the Hebrides I remember an old man
who would walk every morning on the gray stones
to the shore of baying seals, who would press his
hat to his chest in the blustering salt wind and say his
prayer to the turbulent Jesus hidden in the waters.
And I think of the story of the storm and the people
waking and seeing the distant, yet familiar figure,
far across the water calling to them.
And how we are all preparing for that abrupt waking
and that calling and that moment when we have to say yes!
Except it will not come so grandly, so biblically,
but more subtly, and intimately in the face
of the one you know you have to love.
So that when we finally step out of the boat
toward them we find, everything holds us,
and everything confirms our courage.
And if you wanted to drown, you could,
But you don't, because finally, after all
this struggle and all these years,
you don't want to anymore.
You've simply had enough of drowning
and you want to live, and you want to love.
And you'll walk across any territory,
and any darkness, however fluid,
and however dangerous to take the one
hand and the one life, you know belongs in yours.
Somewhere between
stupidity &
confusion
is the balance I'm looking for
Pain is what life does to you
suffering is what
you do to yourself
Lonely cries think no one will listen
but I hear them all
the time
I'm healing you with love
Love is healing you
I was talking with a friend
We told each other
"There's no point
that stays sharp
once it's blown
out of proportion
or you are"
Another friend wrote before he died
"Good-bye
Good-bye It
seemed so real"
Knowing nothing makes it easier
to say what's on my
mind
Pain you can live with
suffering you can live
without
Don't talk of love
show us how
a lover moves
through the darkness
looking for flowers to
open
Alan
Larus ~ AdyashantiSatsang
Collecting
Clouds
Photo by
Alan Larus
Collecting
Clouds
First I found
how to unwrap the sound
of birdsong
In between the rough
the fine woven strings
and I heard them sing;
my oh my
come fly with us
let us open the whole sky.
This is how I came to be
a collector of clouds
If you have none of these
please
I would like to swap with you
from one single point on this ground
I traveled the whole round
catching the soft blue
and the dark sincere
then the distant pink and fluffy ones
and the largest I can show you here.
Gabriele
Ebert ~ RamanaMaharshi
I Pray, Fill My Heart
Once a sannyasi came and stayed in the
Ashram for three weeks. On the last day
he came near Bhagavan and said:
"Swami, I am satisfied in every way with
my stay in the Ashram. Now I pray, fill
my heart." Bhagavan got up and held the
sannyasi's hands. They stood thus for a
long time. Then the sannyasi prostrated
before Bhagavan and said: "Now I am
blessed." With that he departed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Shantamma In: Ramana Smrti
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kalyaanmitra
~ HarshaSatsangh
Re: [Fwd: [RamanaMaharshi]
I Pray, Fill My Heart]
sometimes it is just that touch, that
look, that gesture
and the heart is filled
the three knots dissolve
life continues
with a smile
the good, the bad, the ugly
Robert
O'Hearn ~ AdyashantiSatsang
No Complaint
"The night doesn't complain when the stars
appear."
