Guest guest Posted June 21, 2006 Report Share Posted June 21, 2006 --- anabebe57 <kailashana a écrit : > Nisargadatta , OConnor > Patricia <gdtige > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Friends have no need of reassurance > > Although the voice of their beloved > > chases lurking demons far away. > > > > Friends have no need of words, > > Althought their words are always > > a beacon of wisdom to the beloved's ear. > > > > Friends are woven from the same > > essentiel thread of silence, > > surrounding, holding patiently, > > And yet their breaking that Silence > > in a most foolish way > > is always touching and deepening > > their beloved`s path > > Into the Light they share. > > > > Patricia > > > > > > > > p.s: compared to Silence, words are foolish. > > > > Thank you ever so much for this Patricia, I was > wondering where > you were, and here you are;-) > > I am distressed with the 'Niz and Larry' scenario. > I wonder > ladies and gentlemen how Niz or Naz would have acted > and reacted to > this " dramedy " . > > Are we so weak that we can not take 'words' and > throw someone out > of, of all places, a Nisargadatta venue? Or our > hearts? Are > the 'bylaws and declarations' of the group more > important than the > individual? > > I think the individual is tantamount to the group. > Are spiritual > groups no better than religious organizations that > ostracize, shun, > expel, excommunicate their parishioners for their > 'sins'? > > I know this is how we cast our own selves out of > the Garden of > Eden. > > I choose, and the operative word here is CHOOSE to > live by a > precept from Naem Karoli Baba: > > " Do what you must, but never throw anyone out of > your heart. " > > and IMHO, must must be willing to go beyond--the > situation and > the person we are now and the person we are at odds > with. > > Yours In Love, > Ana walking through chards of glass Throught fallen towers, Through oceans of tears and protests. She is walking, carrying an open blossom, A lovely smile, not wondering anymore when it will stop, Because she knows, As long as she is walking, it will be at her feet, Human despair and hope. And yet, the beauty in her wake, No feet can trample, Her heart, no-death will get hold, Because already filled to the brim By an unearthly power. Patricia _________________________ Mail réinvente le mail ! Découvrez le nouveau Mail et son interface révolutionnaire. http://fr.mail. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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