ShivAllahSita sutra 58

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Bhagavan: Find out who you are.

 

Question:

Is the appearance of the differentiated universe true or

untrue?

 

Bhagavan:

It depends on how we regard the terms true and untrue.

If we look at Brahman, there is no universe.

 

Question:

Then why does the universe appear?

 

Bhagavan:

Appear to whom? The universe does not say "I am."

Is there any evidence to say that the universe appears?

To whom does the universe appear?

 

Question:

To me.

 

Bhagavan:

Who are you? Find out who you are. Then afterwards tell me if

there is a universe.

 

~Living by the Words of Bhagavan,David Godman.

 

 

I am a dry small stick sent

adrift on a nameless stream

 

spun, soaked

sunk below the surface

 

tangled in weed, water

lifting me, freely

 

floating effortlessly,

one with the current

 

sifted through boulder,

branch, rippling rapids

 

filling canyon walls

with deep pooling

bliss, forgetful of

 

any intended destination,

just a simplicity of

watery grace

 

~b

 

 

Ascetics wander shrine to shine,

looking for what can only come

from visiting the soul.

 

Study the mystery you embody.

When you look up from that,

the dub grass looks fresher

a little ways off, and even more

green farther on. Stay here.

 

~Lalla

 

 

Dawn sky again, each round

bestows silence to lips

kissed by this illuminating

color, sound, fragrance, touch,

intuition clear --

 

Oh Beautiful Wisdom,

streaming life,

simple being,

 

I Am

 

this kiss,

sun-spawned ripple,

eternal moment

sunk in Mind -

 

none gone,

none remained,

not here, there.

 

I Am.

 

Here, where sky bolds

into blue breathlessness

and breathes again,

everything returns -

 

Love -

 

golden, motionless.

 

Dreamily, dreamless,

bathed in two pools

dripping naked

suddenly seeing,

knowing

 

I am born.

 

~b

 

 

There is the eye of the Sea and there is the foam.

Leave the foam behind and look with the eye of

the Sea.

 

Day and night foam is born out of the the Sea: how strange!

You keep looking at the foam and not at the Sea!

 

~Rumi

 

 

When we are softened and opened enough to

accept things as they actually are, to

accept ourselves as we actually are,

the old conflict, the wanting

it all to be something other than

it is, subsides.

 

There is great mercy here.

 

One can allow the anxious animals to

move closer and huddle next to us --

all searching creatures of the daylight,

yearning for the welcoming embrace of

an eternal night.

 

Vastness pumps itself

through every bloodstream,

circling an oasis named

the heart.

 

The heart is the Abode of Bliss,

it has no boundary of flesh,

thought, feeling.

 

This bloodstream originates

in the same source as

anxious animals,

lovers, sense of

self.

 

The energy required to resist

and oppose is the same that

powers the contraption of clinging.

 

I left that rusting machine at the base of

Cold Mountain, near the riverbank with

my uniform of reason, and now I float,

naked on the currents, dazzled by

the glinting streambed stones

passing swiftly beneath me.

 

~b

 

 

For the human being which considers itself an

entity to remain puzzled, Consciousness must

produce new puzzles. All that is happening is

that Consciousness is amusing itself.

 

When the sense of "me" disappears completely,

duality vanishes in ecstasy.

 

~Ramesh S. Balsekar

 

 

The raging storm which flings itself with

all its might against Cold Mountain

wants nothing but to empty itself at last

into the body of its willing lover and come

to peace there, soaking into the welcoming

soil and dying into life for life's sake only.

 

Who could resist such a lover, who's single

aim is but to breathe out one final breath into

the mouth of the beloved?

 

The peace that follows the storm is

the child the family dotes on, the happy issue

of the marriage between heaven and earth.

 

A rainbow smile bridges two kingdoms,

and all the relatives rejoice in praise!

 

~b

 

 

Dharma means not holding onto any concept,

so the Supreme dharma is to reject all dharmas.

If you reject everything what will happen?

All the burdens of all the religions and concepts

will fall from your mind bringing you to the perfect

Peace and Love, and this is your dharma.

 

~Papaji

 

 

Unlike the dim city suitors with fine

flared fangs for tongues and sharp

iron spikes armoring their chests,

the arms of this moon embrace

the lover of night without threat

or demand, simply offering

a serene shine of suchness.

 

People, men and woman alike,

avert their glance, embarrassed

when the robes of expectation

fall away, revealing the empty

futility of belief and hope.

 

The naked kindness of this moonlight

is a soothing balm for those who

have weaned themselves of grasping.

 

As the hot flavors of desire grow

bitter and rancid, only the

sweet spring water of surrender

can cleanse the palate.

 

When the One ruling water

surveys the water worlds with

clear moon eyes of compassion,

what true heart can be concealed?

 

~b

 

 

To exist means to be something, a thing, a feeling,

a thought, an idea. All existence is particular.

Only being is universal, in the sense that every

being is compatible with every other being.

Existences clash, being - never. Existence means

becoming, change, birth and death and birth again,

while in being there is silent peace.

 

~Nisargadatta Maharaj

 

 

One second on Cold Mountain

stretches on forever –

in this spray of light, nothing

rises up to be known or owned.

 

Forms may appear, disappear in

random, arbitrary procession, yet

I take no notice of such phantoms.

 

Heart-struck, I wander along a path

I once may have memorized, now

curiously bereft of memory.

 

Tonight I'll scribble

wordless poems.

 

~b

 

 

LoveEternal.