ShivAllahSita sutra 24

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The softest thing in the universeOvercomes the hardest thing in the

universe.That without substance can enter where there is no

room.Hence I know the value of non-action.Teaching without words and

work without doingAre understood by very few.

~Lao Tzu

Hong-Sau and Kriya Yoga stilled the breath,

Pratyahara and Dhyana led the serpent through the cave

and everything gave way to Krishna and Buddha

falling through the door

of this house burning down.

Shiva rises every dawn

washing the sky with our ashes and filling

the mind-jar in the river

with the mirror's image drifting by -

nothing's lost and nothing's gained.

~Mitzvah

Try and be a sheet of paper with nothing on it.

Be a spot of ground where nothing is growing,

where something might be planted,

a seed,

possibly,

from the Absolute.

~Rumi

Why question the fate of the dew? The morning sun burns dew, and drowns in clouds.

The holy mountain is not a palace But an inn. Once you, innkeeper,

Drive out desire, ignorance, hate, What remains? Enlightenment?

Affliction?

Dew is your model: nothing at all.

~Han ShanIn the pursuit of learning, every day something is

acquired.In the pursuit of Tao, every day something is dropped.Less

and less is doneUntil non-action is achieved.When nothing is done,

nothing is left undone.The world is ruled by letting things take

their course.It cannot be ruled by interfering.

~Lao Tzu

Once, my back wedded to the solid cliff, I sat silently, bathed in the full moon's light.

I counted there ten thousand shapes, None with substance save the moon's own glow.

The pristine mind is empty as the moon, I thought, and like the moon, freely shines.

By what I knew of moon I knew the mind, Each mirror to each, profound as stone.

~Han Shan

I dive down into the depth of the ocean of forms,

hoping to gain the perfect pearl of the formless.

No more sailing from harbour to harbour

with this my weather-beaten boat.

The days are long passed

when my sport was to be tossed on waves.

And now I am eager to die into the deathless.

Into the audience hall by the fathomless abyss

where swells up the music of toneless strings

I shall take this harp of my life.

I shall tune it to the notes of forever,

and when it has sobbed out its last utterance,

lay down my silent harp at the feet of the silent.

~Tagore

If you were so dim in a former life, Today's life won't bring you light.

If you suffer poverty's sting, Spread balm upon the life that once you led.

If today you fail to find your way, You bequeath yourself a pathless wood.

Two lives, two shores, a fast, broad stream, No sturdy boat at hand. Impossible!

~Han Shan

"True surrender is love of God for the sake of love and nothing else,

not even for the sake of liberation. 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 experience of not forgetting consciousness alone is

the state of devotion which is the relationship of unfading real

love, because the real knowledge of Self, which shines as the

undivided supreme bliss itself, surges up as the nature of love. Only

if one knows the truth of love, which is the nature of the Self, will

the strong entangled knot of life be untied. Only if one attains the

height of love will liberation be attained. The experience of Self is

only love, which is seeing only love, hearing only love, feeling only

love, tasting only love and smelling only love, and this is bliss.

God does not reside in any place other than the Heart. Be sure that

the heart is the Kingdom of Heaven."~Sri Ramana

Lord, you exist

as me. Your power moves,

And I start walking.

A prior impulse is the only difference

between us. Other than that,

everything I am is You.

~Lalla

Up I climbed to a cloudy observatory Where I met some priests,

immortals all. You can't miss them: star caps and feathered capes,

Much talk of dwelling by the mountain streams. "Tell me," I said,

"how one becomes immortal.The Way, the Way," they murmured

together. "Then, there's the Supreme Elixir, Yet to be found, the

god's nectar. Till then, striding the Way, we wait for cranes"

(Though one added, "Um ... we depart on fish.")

And so I descended, thinking, "This makes no sense. If I aim my arrow

at heaven, It falls back to earth just the same. If they're

immortals, what do they do, Hungry ghosts, haunting their own dead

bodies?

"The mind," I said, "is moon-clear, the world and its thousand shapes

but dreams to shine upon. The Elixir, then, is mixed in the mind."

I left a message at the temple gate: No Masters here, but idiots and doubt.

~Han Shan

LoveEternal.

 

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, "Mazie Lane" <sraddha54@h...> wrote:

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"True surrender is love of God for the sake of love and nothing

else, not even for the sake of liberation. 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 experience of not forgetting consciousness alone is

the state of devotion which is the relationship of unfading real

love, because the real knowledge of Self, which shines as the

undivided supreme bliss itself, surges up as the nature of love. Only

if one knows the truth of love, which is the nature of the Self,

will the strong entangled knot of life be untied. Only if one attains

the height of love will liberation be attained. The experience of

Self is only love, which is seeing only love, hearing only love,

feeling only love, tasting only love and smelling only love, and this

is bliss. God does not reside in any place other than the Heart. Be

sure that the heart is the Kingdom of Heaven."

 

~Sri Ramana

 

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Thanks for the many beautiful quotes Mazie. Maybe we can put these

words of Sri Ramana up on the main cover of the next issue of the HS

Mag.

 

 

Love to all

Harsha