Whispers of Glad

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The soul which cannot endure fire and smokewon't find the Secret.- Rumi

 

for seven nights the moon

cooled my fever.

Mara marveled at the moon's

soothing rivers

flowing though my brain.

i have never felt so alive

as the seven times i died.

Muriel Maufroy"Breathing Truth - Quotations from Jalaluddin

Rumi"Sanyar Press - London, 1997Lord, you existas me. Your power

moves,and I start walking.A prior impulse is the only

differencebetween us. Other than that,everything I am is You.-

Lalla14th Century North Indian mysticFrom "Naked Song"Versions by

Coleman BarksMaypop, 1992

 

Something that has no urge moves my hands

and feet as i gather berries and herbs.

i had no thought of food or hunger,

for how long, who can say.

As i stood in a hot field

pissing,

i was suddenly very hungry!

Something that has no urge,

urged me to eat.

As quickly as the splashed ground

dried up in the mid-day sun,

so the desire for food disappeared

into something that has no urge.

Your world is transient, changeful. My worldis perfect, changeless.

You can tell me whatyou like about your world - I shall listen

care-fully, even with interest, yet not for a momentshall I forget

that your world is not, that youare dreaming.- Nisargadatta Maharaj"I

Am That"Talks with Sri Nisargadatta MaharajThe Acorn Press, 1973

 

Faraway sounds from a town below me

rise and climb the night sky and then

float dreamily through my head

as i rest it on this pine-bough pillow.

i fall asleep listening to a distant,

wild, haunting laugh

that i remember hearing

in a dream about Shieh Te.

All night long i keep talking

to no one

in silence

about a dream i had

of you

saying, "It's all the dream,"

and laughing, laughing.

 

If you know you are bound you are no longer boundbecause by knowing

the bondageyou separate yourself from it, you objectify it.With this

release the "I" that was boundpours into Consciousnesslike a river

pours into the Ocean.- Papaji"The Truth Is"Sri H.W.L.

PoonjaYudhishtara, 1995After the storm the trees were left scarred

and torn apart, separated from pieces of their body.

After the initial instinctual denial of the reality at hand,

after yearning and wanting them back,

they settled into a most profound peace -

every tree around me stilled in itself.

They began flowing liquid light to the places

that had been ripped and shorn away.

Later that day i slipped and fell,

cutting away part of my right heel.

All i felt at that moment,

all i heard in the air, the earth,

this body humming with light,

was silence in waves -

everywhere.

Everywhere.

 

 

There is no need to avoid false thoughtsor seek true ones because all

thought isspontaneous, involuntary and withoutsubstance. It is

neither to be accepted norrejected but ignored so that it

disappearsas spontaneously as it appeared.- Ramesh S. Balsekar"A Net

of Jewels"Ramesh S. BalsekarAdvaita Press, 1966

As the sun rose, spattering light

over the small stream rippling

into the farmer's water pond,

a most beautiful, young maiden came

and undressed to bathe

and adorn herself

with the lotus blossoms nodding

along side her naked,

shimmering body

Light the light leaping from the mirror

of the pond's surface she reflected in,

my organ sprang up and i tasted

desire in its most exquisite form.

In that moment when i beheld woman divine,

the temple bell was struck and i was struck

as my beating heart

rang and desire folded back

into the lotus bud it lived in.

 

Surrender is the simple but profound wisdom ofyielding to rather than

opposing the flow of life. Theonly place where you can experience the

flow of lifeis the Now, so to surrender is to accept the presentmoment

unconditionally and without reservation.It is to relinquish inner

resistance to what is.- Eckhart Tolle

Shieh Te died last night.

Desire for anything from anyone

has left me today.

A true friend gives from beyond the grave.

The Supreme is the universal solvent, it corrodesevery container, it

burns through every obstacle.Without the absolute denial of

everything thetyranny of things would be absolute. The Supremeis the

great harmonizer, the guarantee of theultimate and perfect balance -

of life in freedom.It dissolves you and thus re-asserts your true

being.

- Nisargadatta Maharaj"I Am That"Talks with Sri Nisargadatta MaharajThe Acorn Press, 1973

Contained in the body of a beetle lying

dead in an army of ants swarming in victory,

the entire Dhammapada is written.

This body will one day disappear

as an oath of truth

to this poem.No object of desire is real,no object of desire is worth

your Peace.If your house is desires, burn it down.It is only the

absence of desire that makes you happy,so allow no desire to

rise.Just allow yourself to be dissolved by Love.When there is no

desire there is Love and Beauty.If you do desire then only desire

Peacebecause what you think you will become:Water poured in the Ocean

becomes the Ocean.- Papaji"The Truth Is"Sri H.W.L. PoonjaYudhishtara,

1995

Out of the ditchwater,

tall, wild iris

emerge from grey mud.

Inside a sleep for eaons,

i drifted to the edge of all this.

A voice trailed off.

Beautiful, wild iris

grow tall in still water.

When you truly realize that this life andliving is an absurdity, then

you join in thedance. You take part in this absurdity. Thebody-mind

organism continues to live inthe world, but without any sense of

per-sonal doership.- Ramesh S. Balsekar"A Net of Jewels"Ramesh S.

BalsekarAdvaita Press, 1966

Beyond the mountain and down into

a village in a far-away valley

i met a man of Japanese descent.

He stumbled into my arms and began weeping.

Repeating again and again,

"on-mune nomi tsuto futagarite -

being suddenly overcome by the most poignant emotion,"

i beseech thee kind monk,

"Can You ever Love me forever?"

Speechless and still inquiring into the demand

i turned my gaze inward.

Only then did i hear my Heart's answer to the man.

Yes, my Brother. i Loved You forever

as i Love you now, which is not for words,

but soon you will begin to feel the permeation,

if you do not even already,

of this particular

fluidity of Loving Light in all your nerves

and in every subtle fibre

and it will be a richness

rich beyond speaking.

it will be a deep Heart melting

of waves of the most exquisite humanity

given over to submission, and this

river of Bliss will pour into the Ocean of Silence

where there will be no knowing,

no knower,

no known.

Beyond all mountains and all valleys

there is just this.

Beyond all understanding

i will Love You forever.

Beyond all these words written down

there is a Love Unspeakable i have

for You -

You Dear Brother mine.

 

Self-forgetting is inherent in self-knowing.Consciousness and

unconsciousness are twoaspects of one life. They co-exist. To knowthe

world you forget the self - to know theself you forget the world. What

is world afterall? A collection of memories. Cling to onething that

matters, hold on to 'I am' and let goall else. This is sadhana. In

realization there isnothing to hold on to and nothing to

forget.Everything is known, nothing is remembered.- Nisargadatta

Maharaj"I Am That"Talks with Sri Nisargadatta MaharajThe Acorn Press,

1973

 

Watching the old woman weaving

as she sat under the lean-to,

the shuttle moving back and forth,

back and forth, the design became

more clearly seen with each new thread added.

Warp and woof wove a new vision

of what we are not.

We are not the weaving being done.

We are not the design on any fabric

of time or space or anything.

We are not the seed of the fibre needed

to make all this appear before us.

Before the cotton was in the ground,

before the sky and sun appeared,

before the beginning,

we were and are this,

THIS.

This living, breathing, thinking,

this lifestream flowing,

red blood beating in these veins,

brain braying all its braggartry,

we are not that.

And yet we are.

We are not even what we are.

We are not even that.

The old woman is still weaving,

still in all her movements being made,

and still, i walk on in silence,

still.

i walk on knowing nothing.

Still i walk on knowing nothing.

 

Bliss consists in not forgetting your being. It is also said to be the

seat of Love. Love is bliss.Bliss is a state of unbroken

happiness.Happiness is our real nature.That happiness does not depend

on our possessions or achievements.Existence is the same as happiness

and happiness is the same as being.That which is called happiness

alone exists. Knowing that fact and abiding in that state of Self

enjoy bliss eternally.Perfect bliss is the absolute.Perfect peace is

the Self.That alone exists and is consciousness.Self is not other

than perfect happiness.That which is called happiness is only the

nature of Self.One's own reality, which shines within everyone as the

heart is itself the ocean of unalloyed bliss."~ Sri Ramana Maharshi

 

Burst into Empty-Empty –

Hum…. Huuummmm.

What Is this Love that never ends?

i hear the One

playing child

in the water

running

and leaping

in this river I bathe in.

The Ocean hears this,

and a mere "i Love You"

will make the mad ones

wander into the night

muttering to the Sea

up above them.

What Is the Love that never ends?

Brighten into what never ends

Moment by moment

By moment.

I am Light’s Unfoldment

Flowering

Now,

Always….

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