Guest guest Posted June 15, 2002 Report Share Posted June 15, 2002 A Christian goes to his priest and tells a year's worth of sin: fornication, meanness, hypocrisy. He wants to be forgiven, and he hears the priest's absolving as grace. The priest himself may have no experience of that mercy, but the Christian's imagination gives it to him. Love and imagination do many things. They conjure up a sweetheart's form, so that you can speak to it, "Do you love me?" Yes, yes. A mother beside the new grave of her son says things she never said when he was alive. The ground there seems to have intelligence. She lays her face on the fresh earth, giving her love as never before. Days and weeks go by. Grief for the dead diminishes. Soon there is nothing but oblivion at the gravesite. Let your teacher be love itself, not someone with a white beard. In the state of fana, love without form says, I am the source of sober clarity and drunken excitement. You have loved my reflection in forms so well that now there's no mediating. When a Christian longs to be forgiven, the priest disappears in that longing. Water flows out of the ground over a stone. No one calls it a stone any more. It's the pure substance pouring over it, a spring. These forms we're in are like bowls. They acquire value from what pours through to serve as nourishment; then they're washed and put away for the next use. LoveAlways, Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2002 Report Share Posted June 18, 2002 hi Mazie, I really enjoy your posts, two of my favorite musisions name sounds similar to mazie: Mazzy Gray and Mazy Starr. I love her album Five Strings Serrenade; it reminds me of the five "chargerd" words a mantra I'm trained with in Surat Shabd Yoga Meditation aka Sant Mat a tradiion looking at Maula Rumi as a Saint a god-realized god-intoxicated poet. Is this poem by the same Rumi? ~all love Karta~ , "mazie_l" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > A Christian goes to his priest and tells a year's worth of > sin: fornication, meanness, > > hypocrisy. He wants to be forgiven, and he hears the > priest's absolving as grace. > > The priest himself may have no experience of that mercy, > but the Christian's imagination > > gives it to him. Love and imagination do many things. They > conjure up a sweetheart's form, > > so that you can speak to it, "Do you love me?" Yes, yes. A > mother beside the new grave > > of her son says things she never said when he was alive. The > ground there seems to have > > intelligence. She lays her face on the fresh earth, giving > her love as never before. > > Days and weeks go by. Grief for the dead diminishes. Soon > there is nothing but > > oblivion at the gravesite. Let your teacher be love itself, > not someone with a white > > beard. In the state of fana, love without form says, I am > the source of sober clarity > > and drunken excitement. You have loved my reflection in forms > so well that now there's > > no mediating. When a Christian longs to be forgiven, > the priest disappears > > in that longing. Water flows out of the ground over a stone. > No one calls it a stone > > any more. It's the pure substance pouring over it, a > spring. These forms we're > > in are like bowls. They acquire value from what pours > through to serve as nourishment; > > then they're washed and put away for the next use. > > > > LoveAlways, > > Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 19, 2002 Report Share Posted June 19, 2002 , "satkartar5" <mi_nok> wrote: > hi Mazie, I really enjoy your posts, two of my favorite musisions name sounds similar to mazie: Mazzy Gray and Mazy Starr. I love her album Five Strings Serrenade; it reminds me of the five "chargerd" words a mantra I'm trained with in Surat Shabd Yoga Meditation aka Sant Mat a tradiion looking at Maula Rumi as a Saint a god-realized god-intoxicated poet. Is this poem by the same Rumi? > > ~all love Karta~ Dearest Karta, Are you familiar, then, with James Bean of the SantMat ? James is from the same tradition of Surat Shabd Yoga as you are, and he also has a wonderful radio program at WisdomRadio called "Spiritual Awakening" that you might or already do, enjoy. And yes, this is the one and same Mevlana who wrote this poem you mention. Rumi is indeed my favorite human being of a poet and so Awake and Aware of It, incredibly Awesome Is he. Of course, i am also particularly fond of my own Beloved Robert's poetry in much the same way... LoveAlways, Mazie > > > , "mazie_l" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > > A Christian goes to his priest and tells a year's worth of > > sin: fornication, meanness, > > > > hypocrisy. He wants to be forgiven, and he hears the > > priest's absolving as grace. > > > > The priest himself may have no experience of that mercy, > > but the Christian's imagination > > > > gives it to him. Love and imagination do many things. They > > conjure up a sweetheart's form, > > > > so that you can speak to it, "Do you love me?" Yes, yes. A > > mother beside the new grave > > > > of her son says things she never said when he was alive. The > > ground there seems to have > > > > intelligence. She lays her face on the fresh earth, giving > > her love as never before. > > > > Days and weeks go by. Grief for the dead diminishes. Soon > > there is nothing but > > > > oblivion at the gravesite. Let your teacher be love itself, > > not someone with a white > > > > beard. In the state of fana, love without form says, I am > > the source of sober clarity > > > > and drunken excitement. You have loved my reflection in forms > > so well that now there's > > > > no mediating. When a Christian longs to be forgiven, > > the priest disappears > > > > in that longing. Water flows out of the ground over a stone. > > No one calls it a stone > > > > any more. It's the pure substance pouring over it, a > > spring. These forms we're > > > > in are like bowls. They acquire value from what pours > > through to serve as nourishment; > > > > then they're washed and put away for the next use. > > > > > > > > LoveAlways, > > > > Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 19, 2002 Report Share Posted June 19, 2002 Mazie, You know that Sant Mat was started by a poet named Kabir¿ --off cour= se, yes I know about James's sites. my devotional page for Rumi at satma= t-meditation.net http://santmat-meditation.net/mystic/rumi-1.htm ~ all love Karta ~ , "mazie_l" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > , "satkartar5" <mi_nok> wrote: > > hi Mazie, I really enjoy your posts, two of my favorite musisions > name sounds similar to mazie: Mazzy Gray and Mazy Starr. I love her > album Five Strings Serrenade; it reminds me of the five "chargerd" > words a mantra I'm trained with in Surat Shabd Yoga Meditation aka > Sant Mat a tradiion looking at Maula Rumi as a Saint a god-realized > god-intoxicated poet. Is this poem by the same Rumi? > > > > ~all love Karta~ > > > Dearest Karta, > > Are you familiar, then, with James Bean of the SantMat ? > James is from the same tradition of Surat Shabd Yoga as you are, and > he also has a wonderful radio program at WisdomRadio > called "Spiritual Awakening" that you might or already do, enjoy. And > yes, this is the one and same Mevlana who wrote this poem you > mention. Rumi is indeed my favorite human being of a poet and so > Awake and Aware of It, incredibly Awesome Is he. Of course, i am also > particularly fond of my own Beloved Robert's poetry in much the same > way... > > > LoveAlways, > > Mazie > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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