Guest guest Posted July 22, 2003 Report Share Posted July 22, 2003 Dear friends , Paula Marvelly and i have composed the enclosed Poem together ..We thought it might interest members . > THe Ballad of MARY PEARL FISHER Surrender and Self Enquiry are the keys to this magnificent teaching, So start to seriously practise, call off the seeking and cease boring preaching Like those deluded ones who say, 'Be here now and remain in a blissful state!' And then all the others who profess, 'Why bother, isn't it just a question of fate?' There is no shadow of doubt this Non-Dualism is very far reaching, If we assert we are the 'doers of action ', the Divine Will we are breaching, But in the meeting of this teaching we are brought to knock at Heaven's pearly gate Where intellectual games and metaphysical conundrums all end in checkmate. Let's rejoice in the gladness in whatever God send us in ourjourney on Earth. This miraculous, melodramatic adventure, starting from the day of our birth, Passing through our childhood years when rebellious ego starts to raise its brazen head Shouting and screaming its impulsive daily demands loudly, clearly and so widespread. Then on to passionate adolescence, loving experience for all we are worth. But one tires of riotous pleasure, the soul feels empty and loathes such meaningless dearth. And so into a wilderness Mary wanders, feeling barren and lost and wretched, Struggling to find that oasis, festooning with cherry blossom and pinkorchid. She yearns for help and prays hard with faith to her childhood God with a passionate cry Oh please give me some meaning to this sordid discordant life or I feel I might die!" And then, a mirage appears before her – is it reality or illusion? Shimmering and shining with radiance – is it just another state of delusion? A firm voice spoke from inside the light with awesome power andmight, but very clear, "Know your Self, my child, and ask the question 'Who Am I?', banish all your doubt and fear." "But I can't know who I am," she moaned, "nor how to know myself or the meaning of life!" And with downcast eyes, she wept inconsolably pouring forth all her woes and strife. The next day in her mind-body-spirit book shop where she went to browse and look, She came across the title "Who Am I?", a force impelled her to buy thisbook . And turning the front cover quivering with wonder and awe she discovered therein A photo of an Indian with a face of great peace, emanating from within. It struck a resounding chord deep in her innermost heart with immediate force She proceeded to peruse the pages with the uttermost attention, of course. ‘Self Enquiry’, ‘Mind control’, ‘Peace and Happiness, ‘Self and Individuality’ ‘The Jnani and the World’, ‘Sadhana and Grace’, and ‘Aham and Aham-vritti She knew the greatest spiritual adventure of her life was about to begin, A journey deep into her Self that with this Great Guru's help she was certain to win. So she read Chapter One, ‘Self Enquiry’ which told her to ask herself, Who am I?’, Which she did with zeal and earnestness but there was nothing that came in reply. She begged the Sage for guidance to aid her in this pondersome, perplexing plight, A calming voice within aroused her and answered in the middle of that night "Listen to me, my sweet child, for fate has decreed that it is time for you to die, But it’s not a death to be afraid of, just the end of the individual ‘I’. The mighty sword of Self Enquiry will surely bring about this mystical death, Do not expect answers! Questioning, alone is the way to stifle ego's breath." Just focus your undivided attention on the right hand side of your chest, Be brave, be resolute, be patient – all will be revealed in this source of great rest. Hold your breath if you wish, it keeps the mind quiet, then dive deeply into that Heart To find the source of the 'I'. This is a method that I wish my child to impart. And so, inhaling deeply, she followed the advice of her innermost guide, Resting all her concentration where she knew her immortal soul doth reside. "That is correct," the inner voice replied, "keep on trying just a little each day And in time, where your tendencies are tied you will cut thatganglion knot away." "But those tendencies are who I am,’ she said starting to fee bewildered and sad, I’m not sure that I want to lose my quirks and foibles for I thinkit’ might make me mad." "Foolish child,' the voice replied, "those form the walls that stop you knowing ‘who you are' I am teaching you how to know your Self, your True Nature, and remove that prison bar!" "Please don’t be angry with me," she said forlornly, "I promise that I shall try my best." And knocking on the door of the Heart a voice replied, "Come in,mosthonoured guest!" After that Mary, for that was her name, persevered daily, as shehadbeentold Deeper and deeper inside she dived like a pearl fisher's girl, andeverso bold. And lo, amazing trinkets of thoughts, feelings and emotions Maryfoundwithin, But midst rusty concepts and broken dreams, were precious gems ofwisdomstrewn therein. One morning Mary vowed not to be distracted by these soapy bubbles of thought But to plunge below those baubles as deep as she ought, for the SourceI' she sought. She did not know what to expect - overwhelming joy, satchitananda,bliss. But instead she felt as if she were falling down into a deep, dank,abyss === message truncated === ______________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Messenger http://uk.messenger./ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 23, 2009 Report Share Posted December 23, 2009 BALLAD OF MARY PEARL FISHER Surrender and Self Enquiry are Golden Keys to our magnificent teaching, So start to serious practise, call off the seeking and cease endless preaching, Like those deluded ones who say, 'You're perfect as you are now, just remain in a blissful state!' And then all those others who profess, 'Why bother,it's all ordained by fate?' Beyond a shadow of doubt Advaitic Non-Dualism is very far reaching, If we assert we are the 'doers of action ', then God's Will we are breaching, But in meeting this teaching we are quickly brought to knock at Heaven's Pearly Gate Where intellectual games and metaphysical conundrums all end in checkmate. Let's rejoice in gladness in whatever God sends us in our pilgrimage on Earth. This miraculous, melodramatic adventure, starting from the day of our birth, Passing through our childhood years when rebellious ego started to raise its brazen head Shouting, screaming,compulsive daily demands loudly, feet kicking wildly spread. Then on to passionate adolescence, loving experience for all one is worth. But tiring of riotous pleasure, the soul feel empty and loathes such a meaningless dearth. And so into this wilderness poor Mary wanders, feeling barren,lost and wretched, Struggling to find an oasis, festooned with apple blossom and a pink orchid. She yearns for help and prays hard with faith to her childhood God with a passionate cry, " Oh please give me some meaning to my sordid discordant life or I feel I will die! " And then, a vision appears before her – is it reality or illusion? Shimmering and shining with radiance – is it just another trick of delusion? A firm voice spoke from inside the light with awesome power and might, but very clear, " Know your Self, my child, and ask the question 'Who Am I?', banish all your doubt and fear. " " But I can't know who I am, " she moaned, " nor how to know myself or the meaning of life! " And with downcast eyes, she wept inconsolably pouring forth her woes and strife. The next day in a Mind-Body-Spirit Book Shop where she went to browse and look, She came across the title " Who Am I? " , a force impelled her to buy this book . And turning the front cover quivering with wonder and awe she discovered therein A photo of an Indian Sage with a face of great peace, emanating within. It struck a resounding chord deep in her innermost heart with immediate force She proceeded to peruse the pages with the uttermost attention, of course. ‘Self Enquiry’, ‘Mind control’, ‘Peace and Happiness, ‘Self and Individuality’ ‘The Jnani and the World’, ‘Sadhana and Grace’, and ‘Aham - all is Unity. She knew the greatest spiritual adventure of her life was about to begin, A journey deep into her Self that with this Great Guru's help she was certain to win. So she read Chapter One, ‘Self Enquiry’ which told her to ask herself, 'Who am I?’, Which she did with zeal and earnestness but there was no answer that came in reply. She begged the Sage for guidance to aid her in this pondersome, perplexing plight, A serene voice within aroused her and answered in the middle of the night " Listen to me, my sweet child, for fate has decreed that it is time for you to die, But it’s not a death to be afraid of, just the end of your individual ‘I’. The mighty sword of Self Enquiry will surely bring about this mystic death, Do not expect answers! Questioning, alone is the way to stifle ego's breath. " Just focus your undivided attention through the right hand side of your chest, Be brave, be resolute, be patient – all will be revealed in this source of greatest rest. Hold your breath if you wish, it keeps the mind quiet, then dive deeply into your Heart To find the source of the 'I'. This is a method that I wish, my child ,to impart. And so, inhaling deeply, she followed the advice of her innermost guide, Putting all her concentration where she knew her immortal soul does reside. " That is correct, " her inner voice replied, " keep on trying just a little each day And in time, where your tendencies are tied, you will cut that ganglion knot away. " " But those tendencies are who I am,’ sh said starting to feel bewildered and sad, I’m not sure that I want to lose my quirks and foibles for I think it’ might drive me mad. " " Foolish child,' the voice replied, " those form the walls that stop you knowing ‘who you are' I am teaching you how to know your Self, your True Nature, and remove that prison bar! " " Please don’t be angry with me, " she said forlornly, " I promise that I shall try my best. " And knocking on the door of the Heart a voice replied, " Come in,most honoured guest! " After that Mary, for that was her name, persevered daily, as she had been told Deeper and deeper inside she dived like a pearl fisher girl, and ever so bold. And lo, amazing trinkets of thoughts, feelings and emotions Mary found within, But midst rusty concepts and broken dreams, were precious gems of wisdom strewn therein. One morning Mary vowed not to be distracted by these soap bubbles of thought, But to plunge below those baubles as deep as she ought, 'twas the Source of I' she sought. She did not know what to expect - overwhelming joy, satchitananda,bliss. But instead she felt as if she were falling down into a deep, dark,abyss. It was as if a loving power had grasped her mind and then held it firm and still, All chattering ceased and a tranquil peace invaded and seized her selfish will . Like a newly born babe, she opened up her eyes and looking all around in awe Mary viewed the magnificence of God's creation hardly believing what she saw! Her ego had fled,it was as if someone had removed a badly aching tooth, She realised all was One ,she saw without separation, an Immortal Truth " I am limitless, unbounded, free! " she cried, not knowing if she should laugh or weep. " I am God, the Absolute, the Self. No longer hypnotised by the painful veil of sleep! " Paula Marvelly and Alan Jacobs A poetic cooperation we wrote together a few years ago Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 23, 2009 Report Share Posted December 23, 2009 A magnificent work, thank you brother and sister for this...Dave--- On Wed, 12/23/09, Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs wrote: Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs Re: The Ballad of Mary Pearl Fisher Received: Wednesday, December 23, 2009, 2:57 PM BALLAD OF MARY PEARL FISHERSurrender and Self Enquiry are Golden Keys to our magnificent teaching,So start to serious practise, call off the seeking and cease endless preaching,Like those deluded ones who say, 'You're perfect as you are now, just remain in a blissful state!'And then all those others who profess, 'Why bother,it's all ordained by fate?'Beyond a shadow of doubt Advaitic Non-Dualism is very far reaching,If we assert we are the 'doers of action ', then God's Will we are breaching,But in meeting this teaching we are quickly brought to knock at Heaven's Pearly GateWhere intellectual games and metaphysical conundrums all end in checkmate.Let's rejoice in gladness in whatever God sends us in our pilgrimage on Earth.This miraculous, melodramatic adventure, starting from the day of our birth,Passing through our childhood years when rebellious ego started to raise its brazen headShouting, screaming,compulsiv e daily demands loudly, feet kicking wildly spread.Then on to passionate adolescence, loving experience for all one is worth.But tiring of riotous pleasure, the soul feel empty and loathes such ameaningless dearth.And so into this wilderness poor Mary wanders, feeling barren,lost and wretched,Struggling to find an oasis, festooned with apple blossom and a pink orchid.She yearns for help and prays hard with faith to her childhood God with apassionate cry,"Oh please give me some meaning to my sordid discordant life or I feelI will die!"And then, a vision appears before her – is it reality or illusion?Shimmering and shining with radiance – is it just another trick of delusion?A firm voice spoke from inside the light with awesome power and might,but very clear,"Know your Self, my child, and ask the question 'Who Am I?', banish allyour doubt and fear.""But I can't know who I am," she moaned, "nor how to know myself or themeaning of life!"And with downcast eyes, she wept inconsolably pouring forth her woes and strife.The next day in a Mind-Body-Spirit Book Shop where she went to browse and look,She came across the title "Who Am I?", a force impelled her to buy this book .And turning the front cover quivering with wonder and awe she discovered thereinA photo of an Indian Sage with a face of great peace, emanating within.It struck a resounding chord deep in her innermost heart with immediate forceShe proceeded to peruse the pages with the uttermost attention, of course.‘Self Enquiry’, ‘Mind control’, ‘Peace and Happiness, ‘Self and Individuality’‘The Jnani and the World’, ‘Sadhana and Grace’, and ‘Aham - all is Unity.She knew the greatest spiritual adventure of her life was about to begin,A journey deep into her Self that with this Great Guru's help she wascertain to win.So she read Chapter One, ‘Self Enquiry’ which told her to ask herself, 'Who am I?’,Which she did with zeal and earnestness but there was no answer that came in reply.She begged the Sage for guidance to aid her in this pondersome, perplexing plight,A serene voice within aroused her and answered in the middle of the night"Listen to me, my sweet child, for fate has decreed that it is time for you to die,But it’s not a death to be afraid of, just the end of your individual ‘I’.The mighty sword of Self Enquiry will surely bring about this mystic death,Do not expect answers! Questioning, alone is the way to stifle ego's breath."Just focus your undivided attention through the right hand side of your chest,Be brave, be resolute, be patient – all will be revealed in this sourceof greatest rest.Hold your breath if you wish, it keeps the mind quiet, then dive deeplyinto your HeartTo find the source of the 'I'. This is a method that I wish, my child ,to impart.And so, inhaling deeply, she followed the advice of her innermost guide,Putting all her concentration where she knew her immortal soul does reside."That is correct," her inner voice replied, "keep on trying just a littleeach dayAnd in time, where your tendencies are tied, you will cut that ganglion knot away.""But those tendencies are who I am,’ sh said starting to feel bewildered and sad,I’m not sure that I want to lose my quirks and foibles for I think it’ might drive me mad.""Foolish child,' the voice replied, "those form the walls that stop youknowing ‘who you are'I am teaching you how to know your Self, your True Nature, and remove that prison bar!""Please don’t be angry with me," she said forlornly, "I promisethat I shall try my best."And knocking on the door of the Heart a voice replied, "Come in,most honoured guest!"After that Mary, for that was her name, persevered daily, as she had been toldDeeper and deeper inside she dived like a pearl fisher girl, and ever so bold.And lo, amazing trinkets of thoughts, feelings and emotions Mary found within,But midst rusty concepts and broken dreams, were precious gems of wisdom strewn therein.One morning Mary vowed not to be distracted by these soap bubbles of thought,But to plunge below those baubles as deep as she ought, 'twas the Source of I' she sought.She did not know what to expect - overwhelming joy, satchitananda, bliss.But instead she felt as if she were falling down into a deep, dark,abyss.It was as if a loving power had grasped her mind and then held it firmand still,All chattering ceased and a tranquil peace invaded and seized her selfish will .Like a newly born babe, she opened up her eyes and looking all around in aweMary viewed the magnificence of God's creation hardly believing what shesaw!Her ego had fled,it was as if someone had removed a badly aching tooth,She realised all was One ,she saw without separation, an Immortal Truth"I am limitless, unbounded, free!" she cried, not knowing if she shouldlaugh or weep."I am God, the Absolute, the Self. No longer hypnotised by the painful veil of sleep!"Paula Marvelly and Alan JacobsA poetic cooperation we wrote together a few years ago The new Internet Explorer® 8 - Faster, safer, easier. Optimized for Get it Now for Free! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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