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Mira! Yes, yes! What a mirror you are!

 

Dharma

>The miracle of Enlightenment is that it includes everything that you ever

>thought wasn't Enlightenment. Once you realize the all inclusive nature of

>existence, there is no experience that you need to avoid nor disparage.

>Divinity is everywhere. You cannot even look anywhere where it is not.

>Other echoes

>Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?

>Quick, said the bird, find them, find them,

>Round the corner. Through the first gate,

>Into our first world, shall we follow

>The deception of the thrush?

>Into our first world.

>There they were, dignified, invisible,

>Moving without pressure, over the dead leaves,

>In the autumn heat, through the vibrant air,

>And the bird called, in response to

>The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,

>And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses

>Had the look of flowers that are looked at.

>There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting.

>So we moved, and they, in a formal pattern,

>Along the empty alley, into the box circle,

>To look down into the drained pool.

>Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged,

>And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,

>And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,

>The surface glittered out of heart of light,

>And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.

>Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.

>Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,

>Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.

>Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind

>Cannot bear very much reality.

>Time past and time future

>What might have been and what has been

>Point to one end, which is always present.

- T.S. Eliot, _Four Quartets_

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dharma....this is my absolute favorite section of my absolute favorite

poet.....four quartets are the fifth gospel to me....awsome

music.....thank-you for sharing.....i wonder if tony thinks T.S. Elliot is a

pig poet too.....^^~~~

 

further up and further in,

 

white wolfe

> Mira! Yes, yes! What a mirror you are!

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OH YES, my beloved it a true daugther of The Beloved! ^^~~~~

> Dharma

>

> >The miracle of Enlightenment is that it includes everything that you ever

> >thought wasn't Enlightenment. Once you realize the all inclusive nature

of

> >existence, there is no experience that you need to avoid nor disparage.

> >Divinity is everywhere. You cannot even look anywhere where it is not.

>

> >Other echoes

> >Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?

> >Quick, said the bird, find them, find them,

> >Round the corner. Through the first gate,

> >Into our first world, shall we follow

> >The deception of the thrush?

> >Into our first world.

> >There they were, dignified, invisible,

> >Moving without pressure, over the dead leaves,

> >In the autumn heat, through the vibrant air,

> >And the bird called, in response to

> >The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,

> >And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses

> >Had the look of flowers that are looked at.

> >There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting.

> >So we moved, and they, in a formal pattern,

> >Along the empty alley, into the box circle,

> >To look down into the drained pool.

> >Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged,

> >And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,

> >And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,

> >The surface glittered out of heart of light,

> >And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.

> >Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.

> >Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,

> >Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.

> >Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind

> >Cannot bear very much reality.

> >Time past and time future

> >What might have been and what has been

> >Point to one end, which is always present.

> - T.S. Eliot, _Four Quartets_

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> All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights,

perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and subside

back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not different than

the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the nature of Awareness.

Awareness does not come and go but is always Present. It is Home. Home is

where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart to be the Finality of Eternal

Being. A true devotee relishes in the Truth of Self-Knowledge, spontaneously

arising from within into It Self. Welcome all to a.

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