Guest guest Posted September 3, 2003 Report Share Posted September 3, 2003 RamanaMaharshi , Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs> wrote: --- 532 Can hunger be appeased by eating food Cooked over a painted flame ? The end of pain , The bliss of peace, Results from egoless awareness, And not at all from verbal wisdom . Muruganar after Ramana . Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 3, 2003 Report Share Posted September 3, 2003 >Can hunger be appeased by eating food >Cooked over a painted flame ?The end of pain , >The bliss of peace, >Results from egoless awareness, >And not at all from verbal wisdom . You know these words made me think about my Mother. She died a week ago Saturday with my Brother and I with her. We sat there holding her hand, encouraging her not to hold on, but to go in peace whenever she was ready. At that moment, the realization, once again, of it's not what you know, the intellect, that is remembered or lives on. Nor is how much stuff you collect through the years. My Mother's doors were always open, there was always enough food to feed who ever walked in, there was always a bed, or at least a blanket for those who stayed. There was always an ear to listen, never unwanted advise. She spoiled all the children she met through the years and cried if they passed on before her. She had no tolerance for wars, fighting, or abuse. But she failed herself in the way she never once took care of herself before others. She thought she would live a long time out of shear will and a spoonful of garlic everyday. The cause of death was septicemia. A total body infection and shut down. The Doctors missed it and now the coroner is doing an investigation as to when this all started. She was in the hospital a year ago with a lung infection so perhaps it was then that it broke loose and starting spreading. Perhaps we will never know. But it doesn't matter anyway. The Brothers didn't even realize she was sick. Talk about blind and deaf. But thats okay too, as it gave me the time with her before she died. It gave me the opportunity to give back a little of what she gave me over the years. It may have nothing to do with Ramana, or some other such famous Wise men, but if more people lived the words, looked at where the finger was pointing, instead of who holds the finger, then the seeking out of that perfect Guru would end. There would be no need for books, trips to India, no satsangs, or internet pages on spirituality. One has to live the words, to become the words, and end the search for enlightenment. Duality isn't reality, and neither is non duality. None of this is real, and non of it is important. What is reality? Reality for me right now, is giving Dad his nebulizer, taking him his coffee, small meals and sorting out his medications. Reality is making sure someone comes to give him his bath, and taking out the garbage. Reality is dealing with the mounds of paper work that a death involves. Reality is the rain that falls this time of year. And reality is, its mushroom season. And reality is these few moments when I have time to sit down and read some email. Reality is day to day, moment to moment stuff that just has to be done as it happens. Reality is telling the Doctors to quit and walk away so I can have the last moments of life for myself. Thanks Sharlene --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.515 / Virus Database: 313 - Release 01/09/2003 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 3, 2003 Report Share Posted September 3, 2003 Nisargadatta , Sharlene <sharlene@l...> wrote: > > >Can hunger be appeased by eating food > >Cooked over a painted flame ?The end of pain , > >The bliss of peace, > >Results from egoless awareness, > >And not at all from verbal wisdom . > > You know these words made me think about my Mother. > She died a week ago Saturday with my Brother and I with her. > We sat there holding her hand, encouraging her not to hold on, but to go in > peace whenever she was ready. At that moment, the realization, once again, > of it's not what you know, the intellect, that is remembered or lives on. > Nor is how much stuff you collect through the years. > My Mother's doors were always open, there was always enough food to feed > who ever walked in, there was always a bed, or at least a blanket for those > who stayed. There was always an ear to listen, never unwanted advise. > She spoiled all the children she met through the years and cried if they > passed on before her. > She had no tolerance for wars, fighting, or abuse. > But she failed herself in the way she never once took care of herself > before others. She thought she would live a long time out of shear will and > a spoonful of garlic everyday. > > The cause of death was septicemia. A total body infection and shut down. > The Doctors missed it and now the coroner is doing an investigation as to > when this all started. She was in the hospital a year ago with a lung > infection so perhaps it was then that it broke loose and starting > spreading. Perhaps we will never know. But it doesn't matter anyway. > > The Brothers didn't even realize she was sick. Talk about blind and deaf. > But thats okay too, as it gave me the time with her before she died. It > gave me the opportunity to give back a little of what she gave me over the > years. > > It may have nothing to do with Ramana, or some other such famous Wise men, > but if more people lived the words, looked at where the finger was > pointing, instead of who holds the finger, then the seeking out of that > perfect Guru would end. > There would be no need for books, trips to India, no satsangs, or internet > pages on spirituality. > One has to live the words, to become the words, and end the search for > enlightenment. > > Duality isn't reality, and neither is non duality. None of this is real, > and non of it is important. What is reality? Reality for me right now, is > giving Dad his nebulizer, taking him his coffee, small meals and sorting > out his medications. Reality is making sure someone comes to give him his > bath, and taking out the garbage. > Reality is dealing with the mounds of paper work that a death involves. > Reality is the rain that falls this time of year. And reality is, its > mushroom season. And reality is these few moments when I have time to sit > down and read some email. > Reality is day to day, moment to moment stuff that just has to be done as > it happens. > > Reality is telling the Doctors to quit and walk away so I can have the last > moments of life for myself. > > Thanks > Sharlene > Dear One Thank you The same soft rain is falling here. I hear it on the roof.....I feel it falling down my cheeks. Something here broke........ Let's sit by the fire......and...... after the rain.............mushrooms > > --- > Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. > Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). > Version: 6.0.515 / Virus Database: 313 - Release 01/09/2003 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 Nisargadatta , " toombaru " <toombaru> wrote: > Nisargadatta , Sharlene <sharlene@l...> wrote: > > > > >Can hunger be appeased by eating food > > >Cooked over a painted flame ?The end of pain , > > >The bliss of peace, > > >Results from egoless awareness, > > >And not at all from verbal wisdom . > > > > You know these words made me think about my Mother. > > She died a week ago Saturday with my Brother and I with her. > > We sat there holding her hand, encouraging her not to hold on, but to go in > > peace whenever she was ready. At that moment, the realization, once again, > > of it's not what you know, the intellect, that is remembered or lives on. > > Nor is how much stuff you collect through the years. > > My Mother's doors were always open, there was always enough food to feed > > who ever walked in, there was always a bed, or at least a blanket for those > > who stayed. There was always an ear to listen, never unwanted advise. > > She spoiled all the children she met through the years and cried if they > > passed on before her. > > She had no tolerance for wars, fighting, or abuse. > > But she failed herself in the way she never once took care of herself > > before others. She thought she would live a long time out of shear will and > > a spoonful of garlic everyday. > > > > The cause of death was septicemia. A total body infection and shut down. > > The Doctors missed it and now the coroner is doing an investigation as to > > when this all started. She was in the hospital a year ago with a lung > > infection so perhaps it was then that it broke loose and starting > > spreading. Perhaps we will never know. But it doesn't matter anyway. > > > > The Brothers didn't even realize she was sick. Talk about blind and deaf. > > But thats okay too, as it gave me the time with her before she died. It > > gave me the opportunity to give back a little of what she gave me over the > > years. > > > > It may have nothing to do with Ramana, or some other such famous Wise men, > > but if more people lived the words, looked at where the finger was > > pointing, instead of who holds the finger, then the seeking out of that > > perfect Guru would end. > > There would be no need for books, trips to India, no satsangs, or internet > > pages on spirituality. > > One has to live the words, to become the words, and end the search for > > enlightenment. > > > > Duality isn't reality, and neither is non duality. None of this is real, > > and non of it is important. What is reality? Reality for me right now, is > > giving Dad his nebulizer, taking him his coffee, small meals and sorting > > out his medications. Reality is making sure someone comes to give him his > > bath, and taking out the garbage. > > Reality is dealing with the mounds of paper work that a death involves. > > Reality is the rain that falls this time of year. And reality is, its > > mushroom season. And reality is these few moments when I have time to sit > > down and read some email. > > Reality is day to day, moment to moment stuff that just has to be done as > > it happens. > > > > Reality is telling the Doctors to quit and walk away so I can have the last > > moments of life for myself. > > > > Thanks > > Sharlene > > > > > Dear One > > Thank you > > > The same soft rain is falling here. > I hear it on the roof.....I feel it falling down my cheeks. > > > Something here broke........ > > Let's sit by the fire......and...... > after the rain.............mushrooms > a moving account of Reality " One has to live the words, to become the words " thank you Sharlene Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 > >Dear One >Thank you >The same soft rain is falling here. >I hear it on the roof.....I feel it falling down my cheeks. >Something here broke........ >Let's sit by the fire......and...... >after the rain.............mushrooms That was you? I did indeed build a small fire outside just to sit, feel the heat, to hear the crackle of the burning wood, and to indulge in a few moments of solitude. Join me anytime in comfortable silence. Thank you Shar --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.515 / Virus Database: 313 - Release 01/09/2003 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 Nisargadatta , Sharlene <sharlene@l...> wrote: > > > > >Dear One > >Thank you > >The same soft rain is falling here. > >I hear it on the roof.....I feel it falling down my cheeks. > >Something here broke........ > >Let's sit by the fire......and...... > >after the rain.............mushrooms > > That was you? > I did indeed build a small fire outside just to sit, feel the heat, to hear > the crackle of the burning wood, and to indulge in a few moments of solitude. > Join me anytime in comfortable silence. Thank you > > Shar > (((((((((((((((((((^i^i^))))))))))))))))))))))) > > --- > Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. > Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). > Version: 6.0.515 / Virus Database: 313 - Release 01/09/2003 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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