Guest guest Posted January 7, 2004 Report Share Posted January 7, 2004 , Sam <S.Pasiencier@p...> wrote: > > - > kheyalove > > Wednesday, January 07, 2004 12:07 AM > Re: What is Love? > > > , Sam <S.Pasiencier@p...> wrote: > > > > also between the kids and the adolts > > > > Hi Sam, > > Just for fun, go grab your > English dictionary and find out > what "a dolt" is! > > Grinning in lighthearted jest, > > (which, come to think of it, > might easily be descibed as an > expression of love...) > > Kheyala > My dictionary said..Stupid person, which is what I thought it was when I wrote the above. It was a deliberate play on words. > > Thanks for the expression of love. > > Isn't it funny here on the earth, at least to the little ones who are still alive or to the old ones who have become little again, how everybody keeps asking things like: "What is love?" > > L?, Sam Yes! LOL! Wow, Sam, you are WAY ahead of me. First, I thought you tossed me an insult, and then I thought you misspelled a word. Well, I am more than delighted to be mistaken on both counts. ! (I am also jealous of your command of English. How I wish I could speak any other language half as well!) Thanks for writing. L?, *grinning* Kheyala Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2004 Report Share Posted January 7, 2004 , "durga" <durgaji108> wrote: <snip> > I don't think true saints calculate their actions. They just act. > Ananda Mayi Ma had her "khyel" (sp?), as she called it, which > prompted her to act. Hi durga, It's spelled: k-h-e-y-a-l-a > > Harsha said, "action can be informed by love". > > I think that's how the saints act, informed by love. Durga Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2004 Report Share Posted January 7, 2004 I once asked a bird, How is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, Love lifts me Hafiz Inexpressible is the story of Love It cannot be revealed by words Like the dumb eating sweet-meat Only smiles, the sweetness he cannot tell Kabir Attachment: (image/jpeg) 0102_161126AA_1.JPG [not stored] Attachment: (image/jpeg) 0104_132850AA_1.jpg [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Guest guest Posted January 8, 2004 Report Share Posted January 8, 2004 http://www.omshaantih.com/Be%20Still.htm This is beautiful Joyce. Perfect peace. Thank you. Love... catherine Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 9, 2004 Report Share Posted January 9, 2004 What is Love? Yes! What? is Love. Love is the Living Question that is eternally answered as what is in this moment. Thus it can never be known because it is the Numberless One Loving. Love Loves Love. Love, Love Loves Itself Questions Love, Love Loves Its Questionlessness Love, Love is the Question-Questioner-Questioning Love is, What? - Love is That. Love is, Why? - Love is Whys. Love is, When? - Love is Then. Love is, Where? - Love is Here. Love is, Who? - Love is You. Love is, How? - Love is Now. Love is the Quest. There is no way to Love. There is only The Way of Love. All-Ways are Love Love is Always - One Love, Love Love and Gratitude, James Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 9, 2004 Report Share Posted January 9, 2004 Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That make you fight within yourself, dear one, And with others, Causing the world to weep On too many fine days. God wants to manhandle us, Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself And practice His dropkick. The Beloved sometimes wants To do us a great favor: Hold us upside down And shake all the nonsense out. But when we hear He is in such a "playful drunken mood" Most everyone I know Quickly packs their bags and hightails it Out of town. ("The Gift" - trans. Daniel Ladinsky) What is Love? Yes! What? is Love.Love is the Living Questionthat is eternally answered aswhat is in this moment.Thus it can never be knownbecause it is the Numberless OneLoving. Love Loves Love.Love, Love Loves Itself QuestionsLove, Love Loves Its QuestionlessnessLove, Love is the Question-Questioner-QuestioningLove is, What? - Love is That.Love is, Why? - Love is Whys.Love is, When? - Love is Then.Love is, Where? - Love is Here.Love is, Who? - Love is You.Love is, How? - Love is Now.Love is the Quest.There is no way to Love.There is only The Way of Love.All-Ways are LoveLove is Always -One Love,LoveLove and Gratitude,James Dearest Jamesji, I always see your face, gee, swimming clear when your name appears! Those eyes, that mouth, that halo'ed head and face so fed with Light - A Delightnot less than Tao-TKO's! James of the Jubilancy that jostles me on Its neti-knee, Its fret-free freefall into all and nada. In You James, God gets His qua'ta when You spill out Watta a sech Wisdom, my Beautiful Friend in Love.... This place where you are right nowGod circled on a map for you.Wherever your eyes and arms and heart can moveAgainst the earth and sky,The Beloved has bowed there -Our beloved has bowed there knowingYou were coming.I could tell you a priceless secret aboutYour real worth, dear pilgrim,But any unkindness to yourself,Any confusion about others,Will keep oneFrom accepting the grace, the love,The sublime freedomDivine knowledge always offers to you.Never mind, Hafiz, aboutThe great requirements this path demandsOf the wayfarers,For your soul is too full of wine tonightTo withhold the wondrous Truth from this world.But because I am so clever and generous,I have already clearly woven a resplendent lockOf His tressesAs a remarkable truth and giftIn this poem for you.~ Hafiz, 'The subject tonight is love' - Daniel Ladinsky Bill Rishel wrote and shared this litte large piece yesternow, POW! Kick it up notch in Emeril-Spear ridin' angels like Hafiz flirted out... "Who am I?" is not a question any more. It has vanished. The steep depth has no flavor. The moment has no taste. Even *intent* has slipped beyond the edge of knowing, Like a dark sun slipped past the edge of time. (Bill) And now the Hafizling handing our Candy for the Lovers: STAY CLOSE TO THOSE SOUNDS The sun turns a key in a lock each dayAs soon as it crawls out of bed. Light swings open a doorAnd the many kinds of love rush outOnto the infinite green field. Your soul sometimes plays a noteAgainst the Sky's ear that excitesThe birds and planets. Stay close to any soundsThat make you glad you are alive. Everything in this world isHelplessly reeling. An invisible wake was createdWhen God said to His beautiful dead lover,"Be." Hafiz, who will understand youIf you do not explain that last line?Well then, I will sing it this way, When God said to illusion,"Be." ("The Gift" -- versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky) LoveToYouJamesjiAlways, Mazie Worried about inbox overload? Get MSN Extra Storage now! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 9, 2004 Report Share Posted January 9, 2004 Dear Mazie, Tired of Speaking Sweetly - Hafiz thank you so much for this wonderful poem with these words "I" can completely identify "myself" Can you somehow understand me being "fed up" people using so many words so many nice pictures and so on for something so HOLY as GDS BEING and knowing people so well seeing feeling watching how unloving they behave thank you so much again michael bindel >"Mazie Lane" > >To: > Re: What Is Love? >Fri, 09 Jan 2004 05:05:42 -0800 > Help STOP spam with the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* Bcc: "Mazie Lane" sraddha54 Mailing-List: list ; contact -owner Fri, 09 Jan 2004 05:05:42 -0800 Re: What Is Love? Tired of Speaking Sweetly - Hafiz Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That make you fight within yourself, dear one, And with others, Causing the world to weep On too many fine days. God wants to manhandle us, Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself And practice His dropkick. The Beloved sometimes wants To do us a great favor: Hold us upside down And shake all the nonsense out. But when we hear He is in such a "playful drunken mood" Most everyone I know Quickly packs their bags and hightails it Out of town. ("The Gift" - trans. Daniel Ladinsky) What is Love? Yes! What? is Love.Love is the Living Questionthat is eternally answered aswhat is in this moment.Thus it can never be knownbecause it is the Numberless OneLoving. Love Loves Love.Love, Love Loves Itself QuestionsLove, Love Loves Its QuestionlessnessLove, Love is the Question-Questioner-QuestioningLove is, What? - Love is That.Love is, Why? - Love is Whys.Love is, When? - Love is Then.Love is, Where? - Love is Here.Love is, Who? - Love is You.Love is, How? - Love is Now.Love is the Quest.There is no way to Love.There is only The Way of Love.All-Ways are LoveLove is Always -One Love,LoveLove and Gratitude,James Dearest Jamesji, I always see your face, gee, swimming clear when your name appears! Those eyes, that mouth, that halo'ed head and face so fed with Light - A Delightnot less than Tao-TKO's! James of the Jubilancy that jostles me on Its neti-knee, Its fret-free freefall into all and nada. In You James, God gets His qua'ta when You spill out Watta a sech Wisdom, my Beautiful Friend in Love.... This place where you are right nowGod circled on a map for you.Wherever your eyes and arms and heart can moveAgainst the earth and sky,The Beloved has bowed there -Our beloved has bowed there knowingYou were coming.I could tell you a priceless secret aboutYour real worth, dear pilgrim,But any unkindness to yourself,Any confusion about others,Will keep oneFrom accepting the grace, the love,The sublime freedomDivine knowledge always offers to you.Never mind, Hafiz, aboutThe great requirements this path demandsOf the wayfarers,For your soul is too full of wine tonightTo withhold the wondrous Truth from this world.But because I am so clever and generous,I have already clearly woven a resplendent lockOf His tressesAs a remarkable truth and giftIn this poem for you.~ Hafiz, 'The subject tonight is love' - Daniel Ladinsky Bill Rishel wrote and shared this litte large piece yesternow, POW! Kick it up notch in Emeril-Spear ridin' angels like Hafiz flirted out... "Who am I?" is not a question any more. It has vanished. The steep depth has no flavor. The moment has no taste. Even *intent* has slipped beyond the edge of knowing, Like a dark sun slipped past the edge of time. (Bill) And now the Hafizling handing our Candy for the Lovers: STAY CLOSE TO THOSE SOUNDS The sun turns a key in a lock each dayAs soon as it crawls out of bed. Light swings open a doorAnd the many kinds of love rush outOnto the infinite green field. Your soul sometimes plays a noteAgainst the Sky's ear that excitesThe birds and planets. Stay close to any soundsThat make you glad you are alive. Everything in this world isHelplessly reeling. An invisible wake was createdWhen God said to His beautiful dead lover,"Be." Hafiz, who will understand youIf you do not explain that last line?Well then, I will sing it this way, When God said to illusion,"Be." ("The Gift" -- versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky) LoveToYouJamesjiAlways, Mazie Worried about inbox overload? Get MSN Extra Storage now! /join "Love itself is the actual form of God." Sri Ramana In "Letters from Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma/ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 9, 2004 Report Share Posted January 9, 2004 Thank You Mazieji, Blessed Be. Love and Gratitude, James , "Mazie Lane" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 9, 2004 Report Share Posted January 9, 2004 Can you somehow understand me being "fed up" people using so many words so many nice pictures and so on for something so HOLY as GDS BEING and knowing people so well seeing feeling watching how unloving they behave... Ah, Michael, be carevul vhat you ask vor, you just might get It... LOL, Lady........... Attachment: (image/jpeg) Copy of Lady Dracula 001.jpg [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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