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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4570, Saturday, April 14, 2011

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Freedom is freedom from worry. Having realized that you cannot influence the results, pay no attention to your desires and fears. Let them come and go. Don't give them the nourishment of interest and attention.

- Nisargadatta Maharaj, posted to ANetofJewels

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Can you coax your mind from its wandering
and keep to the original oneness?
Can you let your body become
supple as a newborn child's?
Can you cleanse your inner vision
until you see nothing but the light?
Can you love people and lead them
without imposing your will?
Can you deal with the most vital matters
by letting events take their course?
Can you step back from you own mind
and thus understand all things?

Giving birth and nourishing,
having without possessing,
acting with no expectations,
leading and not trying to control:
this is the supreme virtue.

- from the Tao Te Ching as translated by Stephen Mitchell, posted to The_Now2

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First, lay down your head
then one by one
let go of all distractions.
Embrace the light and let it guide you
beyond the winds of desire.
There you will find a spring and
nourished by its sweet waters
like a tree you will bear fruit forever.

- Rumi, from Rumi: Hidden Music, translated by Azima Melita Kolin and Maryam Mafi, posted to AlongTheWay

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You may believe that this whole universe is a dream and all human beings mere dreamed characters within that dream, but so long as you yourself remain outside that dream and view it as an individual separate from it, you cannot approach closer to the Truth.

- Ramesh Balsekar, posted to ANetofJewels

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Do I prefer to grow up and relate to life directly, or do I choose to live and die in fear?

- Pema ChГѓВ¶drГѓВ¶n

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"Sublime Generosity"

I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.

He said, "You're not mad enough.
You don't belong in this house."

I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, "Still not wild enough
to stay with us!"

I broke through another layer
into joyfulness.

He said, "It's not enough."
I died.

He said, "You're a clever little man,
full of fantasy and doubting."

I plucked out my feathers and became a fool.
He said, "Now you're the candle
for this assembly."

But I'm no candle. Look!
I'm scattered smoke.

He said, "You are the sheikh, the guide."
But I'm not a teacher, I have no power.

He said, "You already have wings.
I cannot give you wings."

But I wanted his wings.
I felt like some flightless chicken.

Then new events said to me,
"Don't move. A sublime generosity is
coming toward you."

And old love said, "Stay with me."

I said, "I will."

You are the fountain of the sun's light.
I am a willow shadow on the ground.
You make my raggedness silky.

The soul at dawn is like darkened water
that slowly begins to say "Thank you, thank you."

Then at sunset, again, Venus gradually
changes into the moon and then the whole nightsky.

This comes of smiling back
at your smile.

The chess master says nothing,
other than moving the silent chess piece.

That I am part of the ploys
of this game makes me
amazingly happy.

- Rumi, Ghazal (Ode) 1393, version by Colman Barks from The Essential Rumi, posted to Sunlight

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4571, Sunday, April 15, 2012

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The Lover is the Beloved.
The subject of your search is the object,
and so you will never find it.
The only way to love Self
is to BE IT!

- Papaji, from The Truth Is, posted to AlongTheWay

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The Beloved is all, the lover just a veil.
The Beloved is living, the lover a dead thing.
If Love withholds its strengthening care,
the lover is left like a bird without wings.
How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent?
Love wills that this Word be brought forth.
If you find the mirror of the heart dull,
the rust has not been cleared from its face.

- Rumi, Mathnawi: I:30-34, version by Camille and Kabir Helminski from Rumi: Daylight, posted to Sunlight

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When you start to see the light that you really are,
the light waking up in you, the radiance,
you realize it has no intention to change you.

It has no intention to harmonize.
It has no agenda.
It just happens.

The Truth is the only thing you'll ever run into that has no agenda. Everything
else will have an agenda.
Everything.

That is why the Truth is so powerful.
Give up your agendas and continue to expose yourself (to the Truth), and
harmonization will naturally occur.

Freedom is the realization
that this deep, deep peace
and this unknown
are what you are.
Everything else is just an extension of that unknown.

Bodies are just an extension of that unknown.
The trees outside are just an extension of the unknown
in time, in form.
Thought and feeling are also extensions of the unknown in time.
The whole visible universe, in fact,
is just an extension in time of this unknown,
this mountain of quiet.

So it's really important to get to the point of maturity
where you are willing to look at what is fundamental.
There is a difference between pulling the weeds of confusion out
and getting to the root of Truth.

Did, you ever pull weeds from a lawn, grabbing only their tops,
and discover they were back again so quickly
that it was as if the lawn was never weeded at all?
Clearing out identification is like this.

- Adyashanti from Emptiness Dancing, posted to The_Now2

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The great teachers of humanity become streams of love.

Bowl of Saki, April 15, by Hazrat Inayat Khan

Commentary by Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan:

Forgiveness is a stream of love which washes away all impurities wherever it flows. By keeping this spring of love, which is in the heart of man, running, man is able to forgive, however great the fault of his fellow man may seem. One who cannot forgive closes his heart. The sign of spirituality is that there is nothing you cannot forgive, there is no fault you cannot forget.

The great personalities who have descended on earth from time to time to awaken in man that love, which is his divine inheritance, have always found an echo in innocent souls rather than in great intellects. Man often confuses wisdom with cleverness, but a man can be clever and not wise, and by cleverness a person may strive and strive, and yet not reach God. It is a stream, the stream of love, which leads towards God. ... Law has no power to stand before love; the stream of love sweeps it away. When the woman accused by everyone was brought before Christ, what arose from the heart of the master? The law? No, it was love in the form of mercy and compassion.

In correcting a mureed of his faults it is not the intellect that is of much use. It is the pouring out of the stream of love which can wash away the stains; closing one's eyes to their faults, forgiving them, and yet correcting them with all tolerance, gentleness, and humility; making before them all things natural, nothing too horrible, but showing them the picture of a better life and thus drawing them toward that which is ideal and beautiful. When the teacher finds that the mureed is wrong he will not tell him that he is wrong, but will show him what is right.

The great teachers and prophets, and the inspirers of humanity of all times have not become what they were by their miracles or wonder-workings; these belong to other people. The main thing that could be seen in them was their loving manner. ... One may ask: How to cultivate the heart quality? There is only one way: to become selfless at each step one takes forward on this path, for what prevents one from cultivating the loving quality is the thought of self. The more we think of our self the less we think of others.

There is no greater magnetic power than love. Its magnetic power is very great. It changes a person's voice, his heart, his manner, his form, his movement, his activity, everything becomes changed. What a difference between water and rock; that smoothness and that liquid state of being, the rise and fall of the surface of the water compared with the rigidity of the rock! The great teachers of humanity become streams of love. It is the first sign of the sage or holy man that he himself becomes love. His voice, his feeling, his presence, everything makes one realize that there is something open in him which we do not find in everybody; this something is his deep love.

- posted to SufiMystic

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What Hurts the Soul?

We tremble, thinking we're about to dissolve
into non-existence, but non-existence fears
even more that it might be given human form!

Loving God is the only pleasure.
Other delights turn bitter.

What hurts the soul?
To live without tasting
the water of its own essence.

People focus on death and this material earth.
They have doubts about soul-water.
Those doubts can be reduced!

Use night to wake your clarity.
Darkness and the living water are lovers.
Let them stay up together.

When merchants eat their big meals and sleep
their dead sleep, we night-thieves go to work.

-Rumi, Mathnawi I: 3684-3692, version by Coleman Barks from Say I Am You, posted to Sunlight

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Although the Buddha remained silent when asked about the existence of an Absolute Reality, here is an Г‚вЂ˜inspired utteranceÂ’ he is said to have been made about nirvana:

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There is monks a domain, where there is no earth, no water, no fire, no wind, no sphere of infinite space, no sphere of neither awareness nor non-awareness; there is not this world, there is not another world, there is no sun or moon.В  I do not call this coming or going, nor standing, nor dying, nor being reborn; it is without support, without occurrence, without object.В  Just this is the end of suffering.[1]В 

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This suffering is overcome when one stops craving by realizing that Г‚вЂ˜phenomena or sense objects are impermanent Â… and empty of self or anything belonging to selfÂ’. [2]В  This cessation of craving leads to escaping from the samsaric cycle of conditioned arising and to nirvana, as Nagasena pointed out when answering the questions of King Milinda:

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The cessation of craving leads successively to the cessation of grasping, of becoming, of birth, of old age and death, of grief, lamentation, pain, sadness and despair – that is to say the cessation of all this mass of ill.  It is this cessation that is Nirvana.[3]

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That nirvana, or Г‚вЂ˜awakeningÂ’ is achieved by realizing the truths of anicca and anatta, which leads to the cessation of craving, is also stated in the Dhammapadda : Г‚вЂ˜Him I call a Brahmin who is free from I, me and mine, who knows the rise and fall of life.В  He is awake: he will not fall asleep again.Â’[4]В  One is free from Г‚вЂ˜I, me and mineÂ’ when one realizes that there is no essential self, anatta, and one knows the Г‚вЂ˜rise and fall of lifeÂ’ when one realizes the truth of impermanence, anicca.В 

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It is interesting to compare this with that which is discovered when one investigates oneÂ’s direct experience which consists of thoughts/mental-images, sensations and the awareness of these. This reveals the properties (or non-properties!) of awareness, the constant conscious subjective presence which is found to be:

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If one truly identifies with awareness by seeing (and Г‚вЂ˜feeling) that this represents the Г‚вЂ˜aware nothingnessÂ’ relative to which, in which and by which all Г‚вЂ˜thingsÂ’ are seen; and that this is the underlying substratum in which mind/body (thoughts, mental images and sensations) appear and are Г‚вЂ˜seenÂ’, then one can merge the mind into this resulting in peace. For this one has to remain Г‚вЂ˜aware of, and identified as, awarenessÂ’ throughout the investigation. In this there is Г‚вЂ˜no selfÂ’ (anatta), all things are seen to be impermanent (anicca) and there is the absolute cessation of craving Â… which is nirvana.

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Let the wise merge the speech in the mind, and the mind into intelligence (philosophical reason); let him merge intelligence in the great self (pure awareness), and that self into peace.

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 Beyond the unmanifested seed is Brahman [aware nothingness] Â…  None beholds him with the eyes for he is without visible form.  Him words cannot reveal, mind cannot reach, eyes cannot see.

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Yet in the heart is he revealed through meditation Â…  When all the senses are stilled, when the mind is at rest Â…   That say the wise is the highest state.  He who attains it is freed from delusion.

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(Verses from the Katha Upanishad)

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This Г‚вЂ˜aware nothingnessÂ’, consciousness at rest, is the Absolute Reality in which all things, cosmic energy – consciousness in motion, arise, are spied, abide and subside. As all motion arises in stillness, exists in a substratum of stillness, is seen relative to that stillness, and subsides back into stillness. So the realization of the Absolute, by investigation of experience, leads to nirvana. Or you could say that nirvana is synonymous with being totally identified as, and with, awareness - The Absolute Reality.

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[1] Udana 80 in, R. Gethin, Г‚вЂ˜The Foundations of Buddhism, 1998, Oxford, p76-77

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[2] Choong M., Г‚вЂ˜RELS305/405 Buddhism: A History, Lecture NotesÂ’, 2004, Armidale, p.14

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[3] Conze E., Milindapasha in Buddhist ScripturesÂ’, 1959, Harmondearth, p.156

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I was recently struck by an article on Huffington Post http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/04/15/andrew-bowen-12-religions_n_1425009.htmlВ about a young man named Andrew Bowen. He was thrown into a crisis of faith by the death of his unborn daughter, and took a novel approach to resolving his annoyance with God. He decided to spend a full year investigating one religion each month, from agnosticism (?) to Jainism. While I applaud his decision on one level, it still feels like a bit of a touristy thing to do - sort of, "If today is Tuesday, you folks must be Baptists." Andrew got something out of it (including a new career, apparently) but it seems to me that there must be more to the spiritual search than a year's worth of channel-surfing.

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That story about Andrew sent me back 40 years to the days of my first marriage. In honour of Seekers everywhere and in honour of the Search itself, I'd like to tell the story of the remarkable woman I married. We weren't married very long - about six years or so - but she left an indelible impression that helped shape much of who I am today.

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Her name was Janice, and that's her in the picture above. We were married in 1970 in true hippy style - at sundown on the summer solstice, on a prayer rug beneath a weeping willow on my parents' front lawn. She wore a white lace mini-dress, and I was resplendent in purple lace bell-bottoms. The spiritual content of the ceremony was properly ecumenical - Hindu, Buddhist, Islamic and Christian traditions were all represented, and of course the reading "On Marriage" from Kahlil Gibran's "The Prophet" was de rigeur.

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My memories of Janice are not so much of a person, but rather of a force of nature. She was sort of an F5 tornado of a human being. She was utterly uncompromising in every aspect of her life, both good and bad. She was indifferent as to whether her path took her through the darkness or into the light. She lived as much out of her Shadow as out of her Buddha-nature, and gave equal tribute to both.

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I'm still not completely sure why she agreed to marry me. I suppose meeting someone who was interested in "chaining myself to the tiger" as I put it, had certain novel possibilities. Hey, it was 1970 forgodsake. To mangle Socrates, the two of us believed that "The unlived life is not worth examining."

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Anyway, back to the point. Throughout her life Janice was a seeker after deeper truth. To slake that thirst, she drank from a wide variety of spiritual wells. Over the 35 years of her adult life she explored the following streams, in approximate chronological order.

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United Church of Canada: This was the religion of her parents. She left it at age 15 due to a dispute over her fervent support of a minister who was convicted of contributing to juvenile delinquency. She was much in favour of juvenile delinquency, but much less fond of authoritarian religious structures and the sort of people who buttress them.

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Baha'i: She said these were the best "religious" people she met, overall. She found them to be kind, empathetic, socially conscious, activist, strong on real family and real community. She was all set to join, but there turned out to be three deal-breaking rules: 1) No drinking; 2) No drugs. 3) No sex before marriage... Oh well, on to the next.

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Theosophy: Esoteric as hell, but very inclusive. In retrospect I think that Theosophy was the closest to her core attitude about the Search: look at everything, and find truth wherever it lives. Unfortunately, in staid little London, Ontario in the 1970s there wasn't much of a Theosophical community.

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Unitarian: This was my contribution, my birth religion. She attended services (or more properly "panel discussions before coffee") for about a year. She ended up looking around at all these dried-out intellectuals, forever wedded to their thoughts about experience rather than experience itself, and asked perhaps a bit too loudly, "What's the fucking point???"

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Zen Buddhism: Alan Watts was one of her main teachers. She was captivated by the innate, unresolvable paradoxes embodied in the ko'an, and venerated the man who brought this stream of non-dualism to popular Western culture.

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Rajneesh: Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh (aka Osho), the Indian mystical tiger and spiritual renegade, was her other main influence. If she venerated Watts, she totally adored Rajneesh. She'd been a paraplegic from MS since before I met her, but if she'd been able to walk she would have run like the wind to The Ranch (or "Rajneeshpuram") in Oregon to become a neo-sanyassin. She was quite enthusiastic about Bhagwan's idea of enlightenment through orgasm.

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In Watts and Osho she found the perfect combination to express her restless, paradoxical spiritual interests.

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Quaker: This was her spiritual home for the last 5 years of her life. When she died - a quadriplegic, many years after we split up - her memorial was in the Quaker tradition of silence broken by quiet personal expressions. It was my first experience of a Quaker service, and I was deeply moved. It seemed she had found a resting point in her journey.

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Along the way she dipped her toes into a lot of other streams: entheogens (though back then we just called it tripping); the writings of Seth, the grand-daddy of all the channeled reality-explicators; Wicca and shamanism; Sufi, Taoism - the whole nine yards.

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None of her searching was about the rituals of religion, let alone about finding "comfort". It was all about discovering the ways people have found to express their personal relationship with things greater than themselves - with transcendent ideas, feelings and experiences - and finding out which of those expressions spoke to her personally.

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She died of septicemia from bed-sores in 1996 at the age of 48, completely satisfied that she had wrung every last drop of juice she could out of her life. Her spiritual searching made her a richer, more vibrant, more alive person. Her Search was one essential facet of of the diamond of her being - like her bone-deep anarchism, her openness to all experience, the multiple sclerosis that defined her physical limits, her volcanic Tantric energy (to put it politely), her absolute refusal to compromise with anything or anyone she considered shit, and her overall lust for everything life had to offer.

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If you get the impression that I'm still in awe of her 15 years after her death, you'd be right. What a fucking amazing woman.

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Afterword: I first met my Twin Flame Kathleen shortly after I married Janice. The three of us were part of the same hippy/art circles and got to know each other quite well. Kath and I speculate that Janice may have taken on an incarnational duty, a "soul contract" agreed among the three of us before we came here. One of Janice's tasks seems to have been to keep Kathleen and me apart, not to let us rejoin prematurely so that the fruits of our union could ripen in their own time. I like to think of Janice now, smiling enigmatically at the miracle that has come into being with her help. This note is my tribute to that incomparable human being, and the part she continues to play in my life.

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4577, Saturday/Sunday, April 21/22, 2011

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When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.

- Henry Ford, posted to AlongTheWay

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Take advantage of this human boat;
Free yourself from sorrow's mighty stream!
This vessel will be later hard to find.
The time that you have now, you fool, is not for sleep!

- Shantideva, posted to DailyDharma

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The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

- Jelaluddin Rumi, version by Coleman Barks

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The Key and the name of the key is willingness

Caught in the self-centered dream,
Only suffering.

Holding to self-centered thoughts,
Exactly the dream .

Each moment, life as it is,
the only teacher.

Being just this moment,
compassion's way.

Am I willing to live with the only teacher? Am I willing to stop and drop my grip (grasping) (self centered thoughts).

- bondzai, posted to SufiMystic

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When someone causes you harm,
forget your own pain, and look at their
suffering with compassion.
This is the practice of a Bodhisattva.

- dg, posted to DailyDharma

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No matter how large or small, beautiful or ugly,
Those who annoy you or those who please,
See all as your mother, and offer your loving-kindness.
This is the practice of a Bodhisattva.

- dg, posted to DailyDharma

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The Coming of Light

Even this late it happens:
the coming of love, the coming of light.
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves,
stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows,
sending up warm bouquets of air.
Even this late the bones of the body shine
and tomorrow's dust flares into breath.

- Mark Strand, from New Selected Poems, posted to The_Now2

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I do not cease swimming in the seas of love,
rising with the wave, then descending;
now the wave sustains me, and then I sink beneath it;
love bears me away where there is no longer any shore.

- Al HallГѓВЎj

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The nature of the mind is non-arising,
What need is there of
knowledge and views?

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Originally there is not
a single dharma;
Why discuss inspiration
and training?

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Coming and going
without beginning;
Sought for, it is not seen.
No need to do anything;
It is bright, still, self-apparent.

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The past is like empty space;
Know anything and the
Basic principle is lost,
Casting a clear light on the world,
Illuminating, yet obscured.

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If one-mindedness is impeded,
All dharmas are misunderstood.
Coming and going thus,
Is there need for thorough investigation?

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Arising without the mark of arising,
Arising and illumination are the same.
Desiring to purify the mind,
There is no mind for effort.

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Spontaneous wisdom
Throughout time and space
Nothing is illuminated;
This is most profound.
Knowing dharmas is non-knowing;
Non-knowing is knowing the essential.

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Using the mind to maintain quietude,
Birth and death forgotten;
This is original nature.

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~Niutou Farong (594-657)
"Song of the Mind: Wisdom from the Zen Classic Xin Ming"

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4583, Saturday, April 28, 2011

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We are a haystack, the wheat entangled
with the hay;
Through the reviving wind, disentangle
the wheat from the hay,
Let the sorrow go to the sorrow, the joy
to the joy,
Let the mud go to the mud, and the heart
rise to heaven.

- Rumi, version by Muriel Maufroy from Breathing Truth - Quotations from Jalaluddin Rumi, posted to AlongTheWay

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Meeting

Today I met a journeyman thatcher.
He had not been born with that life in his blood;
One day he just dug up his roots and left.
Never looked back.

He said that sometimes as he swept the thatch
Up onto a roof and heard the shingle of the trees.
The fields' chase, he was blown
Out of the mad motorway of this age

To a place that you never could buy,
A place that is on no map.
He had heard it and touched it in roofs,
In thatch, just once or twice, for a moment.

In him now the back lanes, the side roads
Of a timeless time, a land where hay ricks
Still jolt and topple. I sensed the sunlight in him
Warm as a whole summer.

- Kenneth Steven from Wild Horses, posted to allspirit

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unknown existence
undiscovered beauty
that's how you are
so far
but
one dawn
just like a sun
right from within
you will arise

- Rumi, from Ghazal 2840, translation by Nader Khalili from Rumi, Dancing the Flame, posted to Sunlight

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The Self

It is small and no more visible than a cricket
in August. It likes to dress up, to masquerade,
as all dwarfs do. It lodges between
granite blocks, between serviceable
truths. It even fits under
a bandage, under adhesive. Neither customs officers
nor their beautiful dogs will find it. Between
hymns, between alliances, it hides itself.
It camps in the Rocky Mountains of the skull.
An eternal refugee. It is I and I,
with the fearful hope that I have found at last
a friend, am it. But the self
is so lonely, so distrustful, it does not
accept anyone, even me.
It clings to historical events
not less tightly than water to a glass.
I could fill a Neolithic jar.
It is insatiable, it wants to flow
in aquaducts, it thirsts for newer &; newer vessels.
It wants to taste space without walls,
diffuse itself. Then it fades away
like desire, and in the silence of an August
night you hear only crickets patiently
conversing with the stars.

- Adam Zagajewski, posted to allspirit

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...pain and pleasure are the crests and valleys of the waves in the ocean of bliss. Deep down there is utter fullness.

Nisargadatta Maharaj, posted to ANetofJewels

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You find peace not by rearranging the circumstances of your life, but by realizing who you are at the deepest level.

- Eckhart Tolle, posted to The_Now2

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4584, Sunday, April 29, 2011

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We Might Have To Medicate You

Resist your temptation to lie
By speaking of separation from God,

Otherwise,
We might have to medicate
You.

In the ocean
A lot goes on beneath your eyes.

Listen,
They have clinics there too
For the insane
Who persist in saying things like:

"I am independent from the
Sea,
God is not always around
Gently
Pressing against
My body."

- Hafiz, from: The Gift, translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

Chapter 1

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
. I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

Chapter 2

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
. I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
. But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter 3

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

Chapter 4

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

Chapter 5

I walk down another street.

- Portia Nelson, posted to The_Now2

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Your love lifts my soul
from the body to the sky
And you lift me up
out of the two worlds.
I want your sun
to reach my raindrops,
So your heat can raise my soul
upward like a cloud.

- Rumi

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In all the great religions it talks about the transparency of the wise man, of the sage. What it means is that when a stimulus comes to you from another person, instead of rushing out from your centre to meet it, and defending yourself against it if it's undesirable, or dragging it in if it's desirable, you deliberately let it go through you, saying to yourself,

"This is not my infinitely originating self-creative being. It is an external so I will let it go through. I will literally let it go through."

The 'cept' in percept and concept is from a word meaning to capture. When the stimulus comes to you from anyone at all you tend to grab, to hold it while you examine it, and at the very moment of holding it you have created an object which wasn't there until you grabbed at it. The conceptual world is a world created by people who, through fear, through anxiety, grab at every energy as it comes in.

Now the wise man says don't grab, let the stimulus come, and count it for what it is ... a phenomenon: simply a form not originating in your infinitely originative being, but coming from beyond your unique being, and therefore to which you will say, I open the door, you can go through. Rather like when you're on the motorway and somebody overtakes you in the fog at ninety miles an hour and you wind the window down and say, pass, friend, on your way to death. You let them go and you don't emulate their behaviour.

Think about this, because it is the most important psychological trick you could possibly know about. To make yourself transparent to insult, and to praise, offered to you from outside your being. Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, and don't be injured by insults thrown at you by other people ... who have their own problems anyway.

- Eugene Halliday, posted to The_Now2

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LOVE

When your mind becomes motionless
and the brilliant eyes of the peaceful mind
take a straight look down into the depth of your heart
you will see the life-force pulsating and thriving
in the warmth of pure love.

As you experience this pure love
what we all call "heart"
beams of light will begin to radiate from the center of it
for heaven is there in eternity.

If you can release this radiance of love
and allow it to flow through you,
your heart will become light.
The spirit will get liberated into the air
and then, from a place of inner stillness
you will know what it would be like
to be an eagle and soar in the evening skies.

And most of all,
you would understand
what it would be like
to be perfectly sane.

- Bhante Wimala

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In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?

- Rabia al Basri

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Nonexistence
within existence
is my Rule
getting lost
in getting lost
my Religion.

- Ayn al-Qozat Hamadani

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At first
I was irridescent
Then
I became transparent
Finally
I was absent

- Paul Kantner from the song Starship, from the album Blows Against the Empire

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Enlightenment is a Gamble

Time to cash in your chips
put your ideas and beliefs on the table.
See who has the bigger hand
you or the Mystery that pervades you.

Time to scrape the mind's shit
off your shoes
undo the laces
that hold your prison together
and dangle your toes into emptiness.

Once you've put everything
on the table
once all of your currency is gone
and your pockets are full of air
all you've got left to gamble with
is yourself.

Go ahead, climb up onto the velvet top
of the highest stakes table.
Place yourself as the bet.
Look God in the eyes
and finally
for once in your life
lose.

- Adyashanti from My Secret is Silence: Poetry and Sayings of Adyashanti

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4590, Saturday, May 5, 2011

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You didn't come into this world.
You came out of it,
like a wave from the ocean.
You are not a stranger here.

- Alan Watts, posted to AlongTheWay

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Imperfection Is Not Our Personal Problem

After graduating from college, I moved into an ashram, a spiritual community, and enthusiastically devoted myself to the lifestyle for almost twelve years. I felt I had found a path through which I could purify myself and transcend the imperfections of my ego - the self and its strategies. We were required to awaken every day at three-thirty A.M., take a cold shower, and then from four until six-thirty do a sadhana (spiritual discipline) of yoga, meditation, chanting and prayer. By breakfast time I often felt as if I were floating in a glowing, loving, blissful state. I was at one with the loving awareness I call the Beloved and experienced this to be my own deepest essence. I didn't feel bad or good about myself, I just felt good.

By the end of breakfast, or a bit later in the morning, my habitual thoughts and behaviors would start creeping in again, and those ever-recurring feelings of insecurity and selfishness would let me know I was falling short. Unless I found the time for more yoga and meditation, I would often find myself feeling once again like my familiar small-minded, not-okay self. Then I'd go to bed, wake up and start over again.

While I touched genuine peace and openheartedness, my inner critic continued to assess my level of purity. I mistrusted myself for the ways I would pretend to be positive when underneath I felt lonely or afraid. While I loved the yoga and meditation practices, I was embarrassed by my need to impress others with the strength of my practice. I wanted others to see me as a deep meditator and devoted yogi, a person who served her world with care and generosity. Meanwhile, I judged other people for being slack in their discipline, and judged myself for being so judgmental. Even in the midst of community, I often felt lonely and alone.

I had the idea that if I really applied myself, it would take eight to ten years to release all my self-absorption and be wise and free. Periodically I would consult teachers I admired from various other spiritual traditions: "So, how am I doing? What else can I do?" Invariably, they would respond, "Just relax." I wasn't exactly sure what they meant, but I certainly didn't think it could be "just relax." How could they mean that? I wasn't "there" yet.

Chogyam Trungpa, a contemporary Tibetan Buddhist teacher, writes, "The problem is that ego can convert anything to its own use, even spirituality." What I brought to my spiritual path included all my needs to be admired, all my insecurities about not being good enough, all my tendencies to judge my inner and outer world. The playing field was larger than my earlier pursuits, but the game was still the same: striving to be a different and better person.

In retrospect, it is no surprise that my self-doubts were transferred intact into my spiritual life. Those who feel plagued by not being good enough are often drawn to idealistic worldviews that offer the possibility of purifying and transcending a flawed nature. This quest for perfection is based in the assumption that we must change ourselves to belong. We may listen longingly to the message that wholeness and goodness have always been our essence, yet still feel like outsiders, uninvited guests at the feast of life.

What has helped me the most since then is to remember that imperfection is not our personal problem - it is a natural part of existing. We all get caught in wants and fears, we all act unconsciously, we all get diseased and deteriorate. Yet, when we relax about imperfection, we no longer lose our life moments in the pursuit of being different and in the fear of what is wrong.

The renowned seventh-century Zen master Seng-tsan taught that true freedom is being "without anxiety about imperfection." This means accepting our human existence and all of life as it is.

So, while the trance of feeling separate and unworthy is an inherent part of our conditioning as humans, the good news is that so too is our capacity to awaken. We free ourselves from the prison of trance as we stop the war against ourselves and, instead, learn to relate to our lives with a wise and compassionate heart. When we learn to cultivate and embrace our lives with what I call Radical Acceptance - accepting all the different and varied parts of ourselves - we begin to rediscover the garden: a forgotten but cherished sense of wholeness, wakefulness, and love.

- Tara Brach, from her blog http://blog.tarabrach.com/В , posted to The_Now2.

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As long as this exists...

"As long as this exists," I thought, "and I may live to see it, this sunshine, the cloudless skies, while this lasts, I cannot be unhappy." The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature, and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.

- Anne Frank, excerpt from The Diary of a Young Girl. posted to The_Now2

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Where We Live

Inside a house I live, inside
a room that knowing makes, then
far inside something greater no one
can find or say.

And you live beside me,
millions of stars away.

- William Stafford, posted to allspirit

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Mysteries, Yes

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds will
never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say
"Look!" and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.

- Mary Oliver from Evidence, posted to allspirit

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Chickpea to Cook

A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot
where it's being boiled.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

The cook knocks him down with the ladle.

"Don't you try to jump out.
You think I'm torturing you.
I'm giving you flavor,
so you can mix with spices and rice
and be the lovely vitality of a human being.
Remember when you drank rain in the garden.
That was for this."

Grace first. Sexual pleasure,
then a boiling new life beings,
and the Friend has something good to eat.

Eventually the chickpea
will say to the cook,
"Boil me some more.
Hit me with the skimming spoon.
I can't do this by myself.

I'm like an elephant that dreams of gardens
back in Hindustan and doesn't pay attention
to his driver. You're my cook, my driver,
my way into existence. I love your cooking."

The cook says,
"I was once like you,
fresh from the ground. Then I boiled in time,
and boiled in the body, two fierce boilings.

My animal soul grew powerful.
I controlled it with practices,
and boiled some more, and boiled
once beyond that,
and became your teacher."

- Rumi, Mathnawi III, 4160-68, 4197-4208, version by Coleman Barks, from The Essential Rumi, posted to Sunlight

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4584, Sunday, April 29, 2011

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Mother of us all

Mother-of-us-all prays to free us
from our image of perfection
to which so much suffering clings.

When in the shadowy mind
we imagine ourselves imperfectly,
praying to be freed from gravity
by enlightenment, she refines our prayers.

Putting her arms around us
she bids us rest our head on her shoulder
whispering, don't you know
with all your fear and anger
all you are fit for is love.

- Stephine Levine, from Breaking the Drought, posted to allspirit
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Perceptions

For a moment I saw a beautiful moving river.
Then a vast water with no means of crossing it.

For a moment, I saw a bush full of opening buds.
Then no roses, no thorns, nothing.

For a moment I saw a busy cooking fire.
Then no hearth, no smoke, no flame.

I saw the great mother of kings, Kunti.
Then, the next moment, sitting here, is
the helpless old aunt of the potter's wife.

- Lalla, posted to AlongTheWay

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First there is a mountain,
Then there is no mountain,
Then there is.

- Donovan

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The Allman Frothers - Mountain Jam from Eat a Peach:

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When all the false self-identifications are thrown away, what remains is all-embracing love.

- Nisargadatta Maharaj, posted to ANetofJewels

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That this entire phenomenal show of the universe has no purpose indicates the obvious futility of seeking a goal in life. No sooner is a goal conceived than spontaneity is at once destroyed and the self conscious ego takes over in destructive competition against everything that comes, thus missing all that is worthwhile in life. It is, indeed, the "purposeful" life which entirely misses out on the purpose of life! The true purposeless vision misses nothing and enjoys everything without inhibition.

- Ramesh Balsekar, posted to ANetofJewels

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The past is long gone
from here
there is no way back
how could there be

the present is over too quickly
for feeble desires
to have any effect
except to hide peace

the future races ahead
forever out of reach
of dreamy wishes
and useless plans

and yet when I rest
in the endless now
every need is satisfied
in ways never imagined

- Nirmala, from Gifts with No Giver

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"To be awake is to be unconditionally open to all that is. It is to be
completely without prior opinion or assumption about anything. To stay
awake is to surrender, totally, to unedited and unrestricted awareness,
to abandon the pretense of both past and future."
~Scott Morrison

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4596, Saturday, May 12, 2011

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Man is what he believes.

- Anton Chekhov

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The universe will validate your beliefs

Your strongest held beliefs about "how things
are" will draw into your life those very experiences
that will work to support and prove your strongest
held beliefs about "how things are."

The Universe loves you so completely that it's
compelled to present itself to you in ways that will
tend to validate your strongest held beliefs - no matter
how self-limiting or off-the-wall those beliefs might be.

In short, the Universe wants to make you right.

- Chuck Hillig from Seeds for the Soul, posted to AlongTheWay

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Who Am I?

Feel your reality,
In the stillness,
In the quietness,
When there is no mind,
No thoughts, no words.

Who are you then?
You just are.

I AM. I AM.
I am not this.
I am not that.
I AM.

I am That which has always been.
I am That which will always be.

I AM THAT I AM.

- Robert Adams from Silence of the Heart - Dialogues with Robert Adams, posted to AlongTheWay

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Neither silence nor yogic postures
enable you to enter there.
In that state there is no knowledge,
no meditation, no Shiva or Shakti.
All that remains is That.
O Lalli, you are That.
Attain That.

- Lalleshwari

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Realizing Your True Nature

Awakening to the truth is a deep realization of what you are as an experience. What is it that is feeling? What is it that is thinking or sensing? This is not about coming up with the right name for it, so don't name it for a moment. It's about just noticing, just experiencing. Feel it. Sense it. Welcome it. Spiritual awakening is realizing what occupies the space called "me." When you listen innocently, you'll see that there really is something more here than a me.

Your me is always experiencing this moment in relation to some other moment. Is this moment as good as it was two weeks ago? Will it be the same today as it was yesterday? The me worries about what it knows and whether or not it is good enough to get enlightened. Your me might call itself Hindu, Christian, Buddhist, Advaitan, atheist, agnostic, believer, or nonbeliever, but no matter what your me is identified with, when you become very open and relaxed, you can suddenly be aware that something else is occupying your body-mind. Something else is looking out from your eyes, listening from your ears, and feeling your feelings. That something has no qualities. Realizing your true nature is realizing what is present without qualities. We can call it the emptiness of consciousness, the Self, or the No-Self. To directly experience this emptiness - the aliveness of it - is spiritual awakening. It is to realize yourself as beautiful nothingness, or more accurately, no-thing-ness. If we say it's just "nothing," we miss the point.

When your image of the me takes a break, you'll find all you are doing at that moment is just being open. You feel quite relieved that you are not trying to get to another moment or a better experience. You feel yourself just being in a very relaxed, easy sense of peace. You haven't gained anything at all—you're not smarter, you don't necessarily know more than anyone else, and you haven't suddenly become holy. If you are resting as your own true nature, then you feel that there is really nowhere else to go.

At that moment, you feel as if your path has ended. It can be hard to end it when so much is invested in your path, but if you really want to be free, you must want to know the truth more than anything else. And when you do, you find that the truth is so damn empty. There is so much nothing to it. There is so much nobody there, just a very vivid awakeness.

But even then you can realize the truth and still not operate from it. You can have a very deep awakening experience and still not function from that awakening because the me is still convinced that a me is necessary. The me always brings you back into relationship with another—it can be the world and me, my job and me, the dog and me, whatever. Have you noticed how the way you relate to your thoughts, feelings, and sensations is often slightly adversarial? How it's never quite the right moment? How it's almost perfect, but not quite? The Buddha said, "All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire." This is the movement of the me who always wants a little more out of the moment.

The me is clumsy. As my mother used to say, "You're like a bull in a china shop." Did you ever hear that? If you let your mind imagine a bull getting loose in a china shop, that's how the me is. It's knocking things over, things like the most precious china. With a whisk of its tail, there goes . . . grandma's four-generation-old antique china cups! Boom - they're gone. When your me is operating, it's like that bull. It tends to make a lot of noise because it's always in a slightly adversarial relationship with its moment. It produces noisy thoughts, feelings, beliefs, or opinions. It also likes to search, moving its head around, scanning for the right emotion in the body, scanning through the mind for the right concept. It's always in movement like a radar, looking for the right thing to happen.

As soon as you move your attention away from the radar scan, you start to notice something else. Inside, there is something that is not creating nearly as much noise as the me. This something else, this openness, this awakeness, is not searching for the next moment or scanning for the right emotion or experience. You can get the sense of it now. What does it feel like to simply be awake? Whether you think you are awake or not doesn't matter - don't worry about that for now. What does the awakeness itself feel like? What is the experience of that awakeness before you try to be more or less awake? Just with a willingness to open, you can start to feel it. How does this awakeness feel? How does this openness feel? Just by bringing your attention there, just by noticing without any effort, this formless or empty sense of being heightens itself as if to say, "Someone is finally paying attention."

When this openness is present, you can recognize how it experiences your body. How does openness experience a feeling, emotion, or thought? How does it experience the movement called "me?" Allow yourself to get a real taste of this. This openness is in a completely different relationship with everything that exists, starting with you. It's in a different relationship with the moment; it's not going anywhere. Have you noticed? It's not trying to achieve something else. It hasn't elevated you or demeaned you. Start to sense the profound innocence of this openness. It's not perceiving from the past—not from the last moment, much less from the accumulation of a lifetime. It's perceiving only in this moment.

Openness has not accumulated anything, so it's free. It has a profoundly innocent but wise relationship to everything. It is something primary, awake, and alive. You can sense how incredibly precious it is. When you look right into it, there is nothing there. Let yourself experience this openness, this nothingness. Let yourself see how it experiences your body and mind right now, in this moment. It's so different from the experience of the me. This nothingness is the peace that surpasses all understanding, and it's right here at your fingertips.

Awakeness is inherent in all things and all beings everywhere, all the time. This awakeness relates to every moment from innocence, from absolute honesty, from a state where you feel absolutely authentic. Only from this state do you realize that you never really wanted whatever you thought you wanted. You realize that behind all of your desires was a single desire: to experience each moment from your true nature. You find that simply walking outside and seeing a leaf in the breeze or seeing a street person on the corner is the most exquisite of experiences. You don't need anything big; each moment has a beauty all its own. Even the very ugly moments have a beauty when experienced from this innocence, this beautifully disarming state of awakeness.

During any moment, you can ask yourself, "What is it like for emptiness to experience this moment? What is it like for awakeness?" Really listen, because openness is quiet and soft. You can't insist upon it. You can't grab for it, so don't reach. Just open. Look for the openness, feel from the openness, and relate from the openness. It can freak you out if you're not used to it. If you find yourself in a place that you don't like, just ask how openness is experiencing this moment. A shift happens, and you find yourself saying, "I'll be damned - it's actually enjoying this!"

This relationship from your heart, from the truth of your being, from openness - is something that can't be taught. I remember what it was like when I went as a Buddhist to undertake the precepts. You read through them, study them, and kind of take them inside. You do whatever the little me does with them, like deciding you are going to do a really good job of it - until you find out otherwise. You think you know what the precepts are, then you really awaken to your true nature and realize that this is how your true nature naturally sees things. It's very simple. That's it. Now you don't need any precepts because your true nature sees that way all the time. You don't need to be reminded of how your true nature sees. You only need to be reminded of what your true nature is.

So if you want to find out how openness relates to each moment, just go inside. Be that openness. Be that emptiness. All you can do is ask yourself, inquire for yourself. How is it relating to this thought in my head? To this person? To this moment? You can see this. Go directly to the source, to the only authority that is finally liberating: your own awakeness, your own emptiness perceiving this moment. It will teach you how to live.

Adyashanti, Berkeley, California, March 17, 2002

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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4597, Sunday, May 13, 2011

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Blinded by their own sight, hearing, feeling and knowing, they do not perceive the spiritual brilliance of the source substance. If they would only eliminate all conceptual thought in a flash, that source-substance would manifest itself like the sun ascending through the void and illuminating the whole universe without hindrance or bounds.

- Huang Po, from The Zen Teachings of Huang Po, translated by John Blofeld

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Renouncing all that the mind may conceive, wrapped entirely in the intangible and the invisible, he belongs completely to him who is beyond everything. Here, being neither oneself nor someone else, one is supremely united by a completely unknowing inactivity of all knowledge, and knows beyond the mind by knowing nothing.

- Dionysius the Areopagite, from Pseudo-Dionysius: The Complete Works, translated by Colm Luibheid

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Great accomplishment seems imperfect,
Yet it does not outlive its usefulness.
Great fullness seems empty,
Yet it cannot be exhausted.

Great straightness seems twisted.
Great intelligence seems stupid.
Great eloquence seems awkward.

Movement overcomes cold.
Stillness overcomes heat.
Stillness and tranquility set things in order in the universe.

- Lao-tzu from the Tao Te Ching, translation by Gia-fu Feng and Jane English posted to AlongTheWay

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When you lose touch with inner stillness, you lose touch with yourself. When you lose touch with yourself, you lose yourself in the world.

Your innermost sense of self, of who you are, is inseparable from stillness. This is the I Am that is deeper than name and form.

- Eckhart Tolle, from Stillness Speaks

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You only perceive that appearance of Brahman that lies in the senses and is in you. Pursue your meditation.

Disciple, I mean to know.

I do not imagine 'I know him well,' and yet I cannot say 'I know him not.' Who of us knows this, knows him; and not who says 'I know him not.'

He comes to the thought of those who know him beyond thought, not to those who imagine he can be attained by thought. He is unknown to the learned and known to the simple.

He is known in the ecstasy of an awakening which opens the door of life eternal. By the Self we obtain power, and by vision we obtain Eternity.

For a man who has known him, the light of truth shines; for one who has not known, there is darkness. The wise who have seen him in every being, on leafing this life, attain life immmortal.

- excerpt from the Kena Upanishad, translated by Juan Mascaro, from The Upanishads

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Come my love
pass through my will
as through a window
shine on my life
as on a meadow
I, like the grass,
to be consumed
by the rays of the sun
on a late summer's morning.

- Thomas Merton

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In Love that Long

I am here, this moment, inside the beauty,
the gift God has given,
our love:

this gold and circular sign
means we are free of any duty:

out of eternity
I turn my face to you, and into
eternity:

we have been in
love that long.

- Rumi, Ghazal 2325, version by Coleman Barks, with Nevit Ergin from The Glance, posted to Sunlight

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Dates & Times:

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May 19 & 20, 2012

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В В  Saturday, May 19:В  7:30 - 9:00 PMВ  - "Finding Peace"

В В  Sunday, May 20:В  10:00 AM - 5:00 PMВ  - Workshop

Registration:

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Reservations for this day-long seminar can be made online at www.evergreenforwellness.org or by phoning 603-651-7475.