Guest guest Posted December 11, 2005 Report Share Posted December 11, 2005 After awhile, If we sit long enough Without turning to stone Or disappearing in Maya The light crosses And we walk through Another dark night. Meditating on garbage and the goddess, A love affair with milk and honey. And waves reaching the sun Where feathers molt, In the blink of an eye, In perfect reflection, Dazzling. Peace and Light this Sunday, December 11, 2005 Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 11, 2005 Report Share Posted December 11, 2005 Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > After awhile, > If we sit long enough > Without turning to stone > Or disappearing in Maya > The light crosses > And we walk through > Another dark night. > > > Meditating on garbage and the goddess, > A love affair with milk and honey. > And waves reaching the sun > Where feathers molt, > In the blink of an eye, > In perfect reflection, > Dazzling. > > Peace and Light this Sunday, December 11, 2005 > > > Ana > > you my dear have a love affair with the air means nothing to me unless there were trees to gather under and look to the sea waves meeting suns, pots filled with milk and honey. between stones and maya, an ocean a sea gathered then fading and two make three. lights together brighten the land My Father says two can hold hands if that's in the cards only time will tell with ocean and sea there's milk and honey pots a plenty for others to choose and enjoy the muse. po et s d ont no wen to st op IT. fly oh bird fly whitehorse riders must wear lighted glasses for there is only white where there's setting suns. Just look into the sun and see white light just look into the son and see White Light. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 11, 2005 Report Share Posted December 11, 2005 dear friend whitehorserides Is this the Niz. method of spiritual discussions and worshipping lord. Can you explain me about this? at the lotus feet of shri datta swami surya www.universal-spirituality.org whitehorserides <green1911 wrote: you my dear have a love affair with the air means nothing to me unless there were trees to gather under and look to the sea waves meeting suns, pots filled with milk and honey. between stones and maya, an ocean a sea gathered then fading and two make three. lights together brighten the land My Father says two can hold hands if that's in the cards only time will tell with ocean and sea there's milk and honey pots a plenty for others to choose and enjoy the muse. po et s d ont no wen to st op IT. fly oh bird fly whitehorse riders must wear lighted glasses for there is only white where there's setting suns. Just look into the sun and see white light just look into the son and see White Light. Shopping Find Great Deals on Holiday Gifts at Shopping Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 11, 2005 Report Share Posted December 11, 2005 Nisargadatta , prakki surya <dattapr2000> wrote: > > dear friend whitehorserides > > Is this the Niz. method of spiritual discussions and worshipping lord. Can you explain me about this? PERHAPS the bogus feet, you know how many guru's are bogus __________almost allM unless the get off the high horse. > at the lotus feet of shri datta swami > surya > www.universal-spirituality.org > > > whitehorserides <green1911@v...> wrote: > you my dear have a love affair with the air > means nothing to me unless there were trees > to gather under and look to the sea waves meeting suns, pots filled with milk and honey. between stones and maya, an ocean a sea gathered then fading > and two make three. lights together brighten the land > My Father says two can hold hands if that's in the cards only time will tell with ocean and sea > there's milk and honey pots a plenty for others > to choose and enjoy the muse. po et s d ont no wen to st op IT. > > fly oh bird fly > whitehorse riders > must wear lighted glasses > for there is only white > where there's setting suns. > > Just look into the sun and see white light > just look into the son and see White Light. > > These lists are all set up for communication and discussion. This so happens To be a Niz board, there are others as yo u know Your welcome here as much as i am at this point. Not to change the subject, but do you really think that Jesus today would parade around in hot cars with lous feet attached to his name and about maharaja, and paramahumpsa and all the other sri , sri names. __________tell me the truth? jesus was humble and would be today and not into _____Long list of names at his lotus feet ______________sorry. now back to this poem at hand. ana is a child of God with a __huge heart,, and words poor out love and breathes of beauty. She's like an angel poet like there angelic singers currently in the world. This song is written between songbirds prakki, and there is nothing but love in those words. there are no stones and no idols and fake gods, but the flow of loving words of encouragement praise and acknowlogment of her song. perhaps you might learn something from it, like hearts are real, and can express love with words. You have a soul and it wants to sing love songs of beauty and harmony. but maybe it's thinking or sitting for 2 hours going hari datta hari datti datti hari oh. If you can feel the love, just love not go into some weird idea that is something physical. The song was to someone from me with undertones of Bible writings and expressions from Our Father,s Words, which are set to the music of the 'Song of Moses'. Do you know Moses's song, it's the song of 'That I Am' perhaps you didn't recognize it, but this Niz talk, unspoken words, does not imply no words to be spoken but no words to be offensive. Affirmative words between angels is the coming promise of God. That's why you could learn from the Niz, i would say there's some value into listening before throwing all the not gods and pictures of flying gods around. and all that intellectualism disguised as service, when it's more like jnani yogi and twisted bakti to statues and dolls. and words like datta said your wasting your words by loving your children that's almost ___________EVIL___ IN FACT IT IS________sick. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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