On the Beach

[Guest guest]

At the mouth of the Mystic Russian River,

flowing out into Jenner Beach and the Sea,

we stood at a place of immense power and draw.

Some places on earth are just like that.

 

They are criss-crossed everywhere

with the Nameless One's Footprints.

Overcast and misty, a softly speaking,

silver-lighted mood prevailed.

Is it any wonder we began to spill into Bliss,

like the waves spilling and crashing

over the Sea-stacks and stones?

 

 

"Love itself is the actual form of God.

 

That is pure bliss.

 

Call it pure bliss,

 

God, Self, or

 

what you will.

 

That is devotion,

 

that is realization and

 

that is everything."

 

 

 

The hues and tints,

the textures and make-up

of the sky and the water,

of the rocks

and the sand and the cliffs,

of You,

of the girl in the driftwood house,

the seals, of the birds, the kelp and me.

It was all so harmoniously imbued with a likeness,

a likeness to one another so exact,

and so perfectly revealing,

Revealing and Reveling in ItSelf as nothing,

absolutely nothing but Paramatman Light.

It betrayed the idea

that there was any separation

or difference in Essence from one another.

>From One, without an other.

Prana rippled through the everywhereness

and everythingness in such a way,

such a Way that i could discern Its Movements

with the naked eye -

Eyes without fear, no covering left

to veil reality's Beauty.

i could try to say more about what occurred,

but it really isn't possible to put into clear images.

This is the best i can offer, that i can share -

 

Sri Ramana Is the entire experience.

Sri Ramana Is the Ocean and the Sky and the Cliffs.

Sri Ramana Is the Movement of the Water washing on shore.

Sri Ramana Is the Barometic Pressure and the passing Clouds.

Sri Ramana Is the Nectarine in my hands.

Sri Ramana Is the empty crabshell lying in the sand.

Sri Ramana Is the Aum and the Paramatman Light.

 

 

 

...... "All that you see depends on a

 

seer.

 

Apart from the seer

 

there is no seen.

 

 

Without the seer, there are no objects seen.

 

Find the seer, there are no objects to see.

 

Find the seer and the creation is

 

comprised in him.

 

 

There is no seeing.

 

Seeing is only being."

 

 

 

The bluffs staring for centuries out to the Sea,

listening to the Grand Immensity Expand and Expound,

Witnessing the Ocean making Love with the Love It Is,

these bluffs know more about the Oceanic One's Mystery

than the Mystery Knows itSelf.

They have become the Om

Perpetually Vibrating in Love -

as them.

 

Sri Ramana Is my Heart.

 

 

 

......"That in which all these worlds are fixed,

from which they all arise,

because of which they come into being,

and which they verily are,

 

That alone is real, the truth.

That is the treasure in the heart.

 

That which is the source of all,

That in which all live, and that into

which all finally merge, is the

Heart."

 

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie, b, & Sri