A. Osborne - the full enjoyment of existence - correction

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--- Viorica Weissman <viorica wrote:

 

> Hello All,

> ***

> "... greater than between the blackest mistery... "

> is :

> "... greater than between the blackest misery... "

 

> After reading and selecting the text to type in

> for the group , I asked my son to help me ,

> so the typing in of this quote belongs entirely to

> him ; I am sorry I didn't notice the mistake

> before sending the text , but at least I am glad

> that where there is misery he sees mistery,

> [not to mention that this text made him laugh

> all the time , so we had a good time before

> sending it and afterwards even a better time

> discovering the "mistery" ],

 

> vicki.

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om namo bhagavate SrI ramaNAya

 

Namaste dear Vicki!

 

I am delighted to learn that your son typed the text

of your mail. Blessed are the fingers the typed the

mail, blessed are the eyes that read the words,

blessed are minds that contemplate on Bhagavan and

blessed indeed are the mother and the son who,

directed by the divine, keep us posted with daily

reminders of the Glory of Ramana.

 

That is the 'mystery' of the working of the Grace of

Ramana that dispels all 'misery'.

 

May your glorious sadhana go on for ever.

 

namo ramaNA

 

suri

 

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During the birth anniversary of Ramana Maharshi

on a roof terrace in Calcutta, among the devotees

present was a teenage girl on whose face, as she sat

in meditation, an statement of radiant serenity was

seen. Later she put her experience in words, as far

as it is possible,

"I am not the mind, nor the body - found myself in

the heart; that me that lives after death. There

was breath taking joy in the feeling 'I am', the

greatest possible earthly joy, the full enjoyment

of existence. No way to describe it - the

difference

between this joy and complete happiness of the

mind is greater than between the blackest misery

and the fullest elation of the mind. Gradually -

Rapidly - my body seemed to be expanding from

the heart. It engolfed the whole universe.

It didn't feel any more. The only real thing was

God (Bhagavan, Arunachala). I could not identify

myself as any speck in that vastness - nor other

people - there was only God, nothing but God.

The word 'I' had no meaning anymore; it ment the

whole universe- everything is God, the only

Reality.

 

 

For Those with Little Dust

- Selected Writings of Arthur Osborne

 

 

 

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