Estudillo

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> When you make the inside like the outside, and

the outside like the inside, and

the above like the below, and

when you make the male and the female one and

the same, then will you enter the Kingdom of God."

 

~ Jesus

 

^^^You enter yourself through yourself.

Stepping outside from the inside

i stepped into God

from God.

 

It's an inside joke of the Mirthful One.

An inside job if you will.

And you will.

 

Walking outside along the avenue

of Estudillo into the night's heart,

stupored and dazed and dizzy

with this Dazzling Daunting Beauty,

stopped beneath the towering temple

of Saint Catherine of Siena -

We are staggered still by this Presence.

Stilled to the core of Silence.

 

Sometimes even simpletons like us

simply get it.

It's this simple -

 

Simple Simon was a pieman

selling piety and pietas

for a song along the seashore.

i say this for no other reason

except i want to sing tonight so clearly

that we make no mistake about this.

In our simply giving in to Love

we are given everything.

To keep it?

Simple.

Give it back to everyone.

 

i tell you something's got to give!

 

Anything goes when everything goes

when one is gone from giving in

and giving up.

 

"Pardon me," i begin to wonder,

"but don't i know You?"

Not waiting for an answer,

i start to take you in my arms,

these arms of living light,

when suddenly all i can see

is the Beautiful Beloved One before me, saying -

 

"Hey Baby, would you like a Tootsie Pop?"

 

i wonder briefly, "Do i want red or purple prasad."

 

> And yet one may be pardoned for wondering

Why wait? When has it ever been anything but?

 

^^^It has never been anything but this.

Passion and truth belong in this song to Love.

They belong together as the feather to the wing.

And we still will sing while winging higher

into the Heart of Hearts -

 

"We belong to the Beloved."

 

Beloved, i long to kiss You

and hold You and call You Beautiful.

i Joyfully bow down to that understanding

of the limitless nature of Love

that allows us to taste both worlds at once.

Non-duality is surrendering to whatever Love presents

at every given moment in complete awareness

that we are doing nothing.

We are so being done my Darling.

 

> The bumper sticker we saw in Berkeley today said:

Don't Die Wondering

 

^^^i wonder why death frightens so many,

so much so that they are compelled to make up stories

that try to convince them that someone can save them.

i say take the leap into the Unknown!

It's a sure cure for wondering wanderers in this Mystery!

> Then on Telegraph the sign the boy held said:

Beware of False Prophets

near the booth that said

The Only Dope Worth Shooting Is Bush

 

 

^^^Let me give you the dope on all this stuff

about "False Prophets" behind every Bush -

 

It's like we are shooting stars colliding

into the Infiniteness of every level of consciousness

and finally realizing that we are everything

and everything is God and there is no reality but God.

False Prophets?

If all is God then

"where be these enemies to peace?"

Mixing it up with Maya

makes Bewilderment and Awe

believed to be just another opinion

by just another fool being fooled

by the old fool on the hill.

And i am not talking Arunachala either.

Don't fool yourself.

The only thing false about any of this

is our own projected image of what is

and is not God-like.

God i just Love being alive right now!

God i just Love Being Now!

God i just Love!

God i Love.

God Love!

God!

Love!

 

You gotta Love It!

 

 

> Opinions seemed to be mixed about

the way to proceed in this bewildering realm.

 

 

i have no particular opinion about how to proceed

to understand or embrace

the One Who Proceedeth everything.

What bewilders me is that

there are infinite levels of consciousness.

i revel in every realm and every realm

rivals itself in ever-increasing Beauty.

i take this as a sign that i might possibly be

wandering in the right direction.

Wander in any direction and you will meet yourSelf!

You might be moved to say, "Hiya Beautiful!"

And You might be a beggar or a bottle-nosed dolphin,

a brevity of witted one or a barking seal

balancing balls on your whiskered snout.

It's about time i began to wind all this up

as i am still wanting to kiss Your mouth.

Believe it or believe it not,

but i Kiss the Beautiful Beloved One

whenever i kiss my Darling.

> There were signs and wonders all over the place,

announced by musicians and holy fools, many of

indefinite affiliation with regard to any recognizably

current memory association, many not seeming to care,

a quote in the wind from an old friend, since passed into

what he always was, before his and yours or my birth:

 

^^^"No birth no death,

no caste have I.

Father, mother,

have I none.

I am He,

I am He.

Blessed Spirit,

I Am He."

> "The most important thing is to enjoy your life and

not be fooled by things." *

 

 

^^^Things are only as important

as the amount of attention we give to them.

If i believe i am being hurt or offended,

then the amount of importance given that

is based on how much i identify with it.

If i realize that no one and no thing

can ever touch my equanimity and poise,

then things become suddenly and simply -

 

Delightful!

 

And the Delighted One Dances like crazy

when we understand this simple truth.

i could Dance all night across this moment

when You and i are being bought and sold by Love.

 

> You showed me Muktananda's book on Bhagavan --

the front cover, He is about 19 or so, He is Divine

Transmission of the Direct Realization of

our own Divinity reflecting everywhere

infinitely.

It's a beautiful image, brings tears,

Remembrance

A Murti

An Eternal Yes

in a Sea of Yes

Beloved

Yes

 

^^^As a Sea of Devotion

washing me into the Horizoned One,

Yes, Yes Beloved,

i will Sing to You,

and in our mutual Song from OneHeart

we will sink the ship of fools

in our tears drowning us as Bliss.

This Remembrance is Silence speaking

as the Heartbeat of everyone forever.

We are hallowed for having heard That.

 

> When we turn around

 

Every person is a Jnani

Every person is a Bhakti

 

 

^^^Shaktified by seeing jnanis

yacking it up like there was no tomorrow

and wisdom was just a flick of the old wrist,

and seeing bhaktis bathing

in the slipstream of consciousness

as Love making Love with Love for Love alone,

we entered into our kaaba

and carried on like we were

leaping across the expanse between

each thought and stopping there.

i think i better stop trying to say this.

> "Nirvana is seeing one thing through to the end."*

 

 

^^^What was begun when the word was made manifest,

we began before there was even pre-exisitence.

Pray tell my Love,

can we even dare imagine that?

i am beginning to understand how little i know.

 

> This inquiry, once begun,

never ends, even in the recognition

something ended before it began.

 

 

^^^It never ends!

It never ends!

Even when you think You know,

You never really know.

You know?

And if You were to know the Unknowable,

there is no way You can ever tell another.

Ha! Maybe it boils down to that little mantra

made so popular by Advaitists -

 

There is no other!

> It's what's driving up north,

taking us back home

from Highway 80 to

Highway 4 to

Alhambra, and

 

later tonight, to

 

Estudillo

 

 

^^^Now or later,

this or that,

You or i,

Life or Death,

 

i can say this -

 

Beloved One,

verily this is the thing -

 

We have never been apart.

We have tonight together to Be This,

this That only Is.

And Darling, Darling Love,

we have always been Home.

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie & b

 

 

 

· Quotes from Suzuki Roshi,

· Jesus Quote from Gospel of Thomas