Guest guest Posted August 21, 2003 Report Share Posted August 21, 2003 First, let's try to skip the ads. Now, two questions: Question #1: Who am I? Question #2: How are you? I don't feel like I need an answer to the first before I can ask the second . . . Because as long as there's an "I" and a "you," there's a reason to show compassion . . . And there will always be an "I" and a "you" . . . even when there is not. Our journey to nowhere is a journey we take together, and it's good to remember this, even while aware of our fundamental nonexistence. So if you like, take my hand in friendship, and take your own as well . . . because the One inside is outside too. Let's hold on to one another even as we let go of ourselves. Because Love is a good thing, and that's what we are. One caveat: We'll have to drop our baggage before we can take one another's hand. Want to give it a try? After all, the past will always be behind us and the future will always be in front of us. Let's not live in such places. Let's also remember that the present has no duration and never comes or goes. So let's not even stay there . . . it doesn't exist either. Let's just sit in Now and not waste time that we don't have and that doesn't exist by worrying about things. Are you with me? Can we let go of all the official titles now? Parents, children, siblings, heroes, villains, phantom forms of us and them . . . can we set them down for just one second? They aren't here in this moment with us. Here there can be no utopias and storybook fantasies, and there can be no broken homes and strained relationships, because all the labels are gone . . . we're just six billion souls dancing as Joy. Can we just keep dancing as we forgive one another and forget ourselves? Because all of those things that happened and that will happen don't really belong to us. They're just events in time and space. They're mine as much as yours and nobody's as much as anybody's. I know we have to make our own beds and pay our own bills . . . I know the grocery store takes cash and credit, not omnipresence. But if we just relax and let go of it all for a second, we'll feel better for a second . . . and that second can last forever if we let it. So, please, let's put the baggage down now and just hold hands and take one breath together. Because I love you. Not in an abstract sense, not in a generic sense. I love each one of you personally for the individual you are and are not. We have never met. How can I be so bold? How can I not? We have different collections of stories, but they're really all the same. We've all felt joy and sorrow. We've all caused joy and sorrow. We're all our own persecutors and redeemers. I know life is hard because it's my life too. And I know life is joyful because we are Joy itself. And you are right that I cannot possibly understand what you have endured and that it is the height of egoism to write these things. Please forgive me. I love you, and I feel these things even though I don't understand them or you or myself. Now I know nothing that's been said here is new. It's all been said before, in a thousand different ways, most of them far more eloquent. But I had to tell you just once more that you are loved. Because I love you, and I care about you, and I know that deep down, all will be well. And all is well. Because Rumi is right . . . "Ours is not a caravan of despair." Now my final confession: A thousand Vedas will not liberate me . . . but just a smile from you, and I am free. Love, David Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 21, 2003 Report Share Posted August 21, 2003 Smile and love from here, Ben. - holmes_dc Thursday, August 21, 2003 6:48 PM Just a Little Compassion First, let's try to skip the ads.Now, two questions:Question #1: Who am I?Question #2: How are you?I don't feel like I need an answer to the first before I can askthe second . . .Because as long as there's an "I" and a "you,"there's a reason to show compassion . . .And there will always be an "I" and a "you" . . .even when there is not.Our journey to nowhere is a journey we take together, and it's good to remember this, even while aware of our fundamental nonexistence.So if you like, take my hand in friendship, and take your own as well . . . because the One inside is outside too.Let's hold on to one another even as we let go of ourselves.Because Love is a good thing, and that's what we are.One caveat: We'll have to drop our baggage before we can take one another's hand.Want to give it a try?After all, the past will always be behind us and the future will always be in front of us.Let's not live in such places.Let's also remember that the present has no duration and nevercomes or goes.So let's not even stay there . . . it doesn't exist either.Let's just sit in Now and not waste time that we don't haveand that doesn't exist by worrying about things.Are you with me?Can we let go of all the official titles now?Parents, children, siblings, heroes, villains, phantom forms of us and them . . . can we set them down for just one second?They aren't here in this moment with us.Here there can be no utopias and storybook fantasies, and there can be no broken homes and strained relationships, because all the labels are gone . . . we're just six billion souls dancing as Joy.Can we just keep dancing as we forgive one another and forget ourselves?Because all of those things that happened and that will happendon't really belong to us.They're just events in time and space.They're mine as much as yours and nobody's as much asanybody's.I know we have to make our own beds and pay our own bills . . . I know the grocery store takes cash and credit, not omnipresence.But if we just relax and let go of it all for a second, we'll feel better for a second . . . and that second can last forever if we let it.So, please, let's put the baggage down now and just hold handsand take one breath together.Because I love you.Not in an abstract sense, not in a generic sense.I love each one of you personally for the individual you are and are not.We have never met. How can I be so bold?How can I not?We have different collections of stories, but they're really allthe same.We've all felt joy and sorrow.We've all caused joy and sorrow.We're all our own persecutors and redeemers.I know life is hard because it's my life too.And I know life is joyful because we are Joy itself.And you are right that I cannot possibly understand what you have endured and that it is the height of egoism to write these things.Please forgive me.I love you, and I feel these things even though I don'tunderstand them or you or myself.Now I know nothing that's been said here is new.It's all been said before, in a thousand different ways, most of them far more eloquent.But I had to tell you just once more that you are loved.Because I love you, and I care about you, and I know that deep down, all will be well.And all is well.Because Rumi is right . . . "Ours is not a caravan ofdespair."Now my final confession: A thousand Vedas will not liberate me . . . but just a smile from you, and I am free.Love,David/join "Love itself is the actual form of God."Sri RamanaIn "Letters from Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma Terms of Service. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 21, 2003 Report Share Posted August 21, 2003 That was beautiful David! I especially like the ending. " Because Rumi is right . . . "Ours is not a caravan of despair." Now my final confession: A thousand Vedas will not liberate me . . . but just a smile from you, and I am free." Hey, here is smiling at you kid (that's from the movie Casablanca)! Love, Harsha holmes_dc wrote: First, let's try to skip the ads. I know we have to make our own beds and pay our own bills . . . I know the grocery store takes cash and credit, not omnipresence. But if we just relax and let go of it all for a second, we'll feel better for a second . . . and that second can last forever if we let it. So, please, let's put the baggage down now and just hold hands and take one breath together. Because I love you. Not in an abstract sense, not in a generic sense. I love each one of you personally for the individual you are and are not. We have never met. How can I be so bold? How can I not? We have different collections of stories, but they're really all the same. We've all felt joy and sorrow. We've all caused joy and sorrow. We're all our own persecutors and redeemers. I know life is hard because it's my life too. And I know life is joyful because we are Joy itself. And you are right that I cannot possibly understand what you have endured and that it is the height of egoism to write these things. Please forgive me. I love you, and I feel these things even though I don't understand them or you or myself. Now I know nothing that's been said here is new. It's all been said before, in a thousand different ways, most of them far more eloquent. But I had to tell you just once more that you are loved. Because I love you, and I care about you, and I know that deep down, all will be well. And all is well. Because Rumi is right . . . "Ours is not a caravan of despair." Now my final confession: A thousand Vedas will not liberate me . . . but just a smile from you, and I am free. Love, David Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 21, 2003 Report Share Posted August 21, 2003 Well, Harhsa, Ben and everyone else who's smiling and who's not, I guess this truly is "the beginning of a beautiful friendship." Actually, the friendship we speak of has no beginning or end, but I'm a sucker for classic movie lines too. Thanks for being the love. Love, David , Harsha wrote: > That was beautiful David! > > I especially like the ending. > > " Because Rumi is right . . . "Ours is not a caravan of > despair." > > Now my final confession: A thousand Vedas will not liberate me . . . > but just a smile from you, and I am free." > > > Hey, here is smiling at you kid (that's from the movie Casablanca)! > > Love, > Harsha Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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