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This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

paint the day.

 

Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

 

 

I also notices the background upon which they worked their

magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

 

 

 

 

toombaru

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> paint the day.

>

> Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

>

>

> I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

 

P: Did you notice the observer? Was he, also painted, or was

he the background?

>

>

>

>

> toombaru

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

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> >

> >

> > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > paint the day.

> >

> > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> >

> >

> > I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

>

> P: Did you notice the observer? Was he, also painted, or was

> he the background?

 

 

Anna: the observer/witness IS the act of seeing, the seen and the seer.

 

One perfect brush stroke, creating All.

 

 

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

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> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > paint the day.

> >

> > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> >

> >

> > I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

>

> P: Did you notice the observer? Was he, also painted, or was

> he the background?

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

> >

>

 

 

Kinda like what Anna said.

 

There was a watching of the thoughts as they seemed to follow and

extend themselves.....creating an ever expanding tapestry......mixing

the past and blending in a little this........a little that....from an

imagined future.

 

 

Consciousness could focus on the dead-still background in the gaps

between the thoughts.....which was extremely pleasant......but as

there was absolutely nothing there..... the swirling thoughts

attracted attention to themselves........

 

 

 

" I " seemed to be the container in which all this was happening.

 

 

 

Even now......the most pleasant emptiness......seems to support it all.

 

 

 

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

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> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > paint the day.

> > >

> > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > >

> > >

> > > I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

> >

> > P: Did you notice the observer? Was he, also painted, or was

> > he the background?

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> > >

> >

>

>

> Kinda like what Anna said.

>

> There was a watching of the thoughts as they seemed to follow and

> extend themselves.....creating an ever expanding tapestry......mixing

> the past and blending in a little this........a little that....from an

> imagined future.

>

>

> Consciousness could focus on the dead-still background in the gaps

> between the thoughts.....which was extremely pleasant......but as

> there was absolutely nothing there..... the swirling thoughts

> attracted attention to themselves........

>

>

>

> " I " seemed to be the container in which all this was happening.

>

>

>

> Even now......the most pleasant emptiness......seems to support it all.

>

>

>

> toombaru

 

 

nothing is need of support...ever.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > > paint the day.

> > > >

> > > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

still.

> > >

> > > P: Did you notice the observer? Was he, also painted, or was

> > > he the background?

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > >

> >

> >

> > Kinda like what Anna said.

> >

> > There was a watching of the thoughts as they seemed to follow and

> > extend themselves.....creating an ever expanding tapestry......mixing

> > the past and blending in a little this........a little that....from an

> > imagined future.

> >

> >

> > Consciousness could focus on the dead-still background in the gaps

> > between the thoughts.....which was extremely pleasant......but as

> > there was absolutely nothing there..... the swirling thoughts

> > attracted attention to themselves........

> >

> >

> >

> > " I " seemed to be the container in which all this was happening.

> >

> >

> >

> > Even now......the most pleasant emptiness......seems to support it

all.

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

>

>

> nothing is need of support...ever.

>

> .b b.b.

 

 

nothing supports all...always.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> paint the day.

>

> Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

>

>

> I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

>

>

>

>

> toombaru

>

 

Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

 

Bill

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Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > paint the day.

> >

> > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> >

> >

> > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

> >

>

> Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

>

> Bill

>

 

 

 

 

I don't know Bill.

 

It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

 

When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead stop.

 

When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

 

 

I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

make sense.

 

 

:-)

 

 

 

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > paint the day.

> > >

> > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > >

> > >

> > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> > >

> >

> > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> >

> > Bill

> >

>

>

>

>

> I don't know Bill.

>

> It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

>

> When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead stop.

>

> When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

>

>

> I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> make sense.

>

>

> :-)

>

>

>

> toombaru

>

re: " When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

it was embraced and assimilated by the flow...... "

 

Ha! Sounds like a good description of when I am thinking about

a software problem. It's like my mind is a lava-lamp... but

with multiple translucent overlays. I don't jump in and try to

make anything happen. I just let it do its thing (almost typo'd

'think'!). It is all very organic and leads to coherence in the

design. And it is the same when I do artwork. Whatever it is, I

just let it show up, do its thing, and move on. No regimen, all

flow.

 

Bill

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > paint the day.

> > >

> > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > >

> > >

> > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> > >

> >

> > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> >

> > Bill

> >

>

>

>

>

> I don't know Bill.

>

> It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

>

> When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead stop.

>

> When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

>

>

> I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> make sense.

>

>

> :-)

>

>

>

> toombaru

 

 

you can visit my home again anytime.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > > paint the day.

> > > >

> > > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

still.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > >

> > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > >

> > > Bill

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > I don't know Bill.

> >

> > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> >

> > When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead

stop.

> >

> > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> >

> >

> > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> > make sense.

> >

> >

> > :-)

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

>

>

> you can visit my home again anytime.

>

> .b b.b.

 

 

 

however:

 

henceforth, and as it always is anyway...

 

there will be no 'experiencing' allowed.

 

there are no customers for that Here.

 

..b bobji baba

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Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > paint the day.

> >

> > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> >

> >

> > I also notices the background upon which they worked their

> > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

> >

>

> Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

>

> Bill

 

 

transparent only for photons.

 

Reality is without quality.

 

true pellucidity is without limit on reduction or expansion.

 

those are only mythic thought forms driving blindly.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > > paint the day.

> > > >

> > > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

still.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > >

> > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > >

> > > Bill

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > I don't know Bill.

> >

> > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> >

> > When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead

stop.

> >

> > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> >

> >

> > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> > make sense.

> >

> >

> > :-)

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

>

>

> you can visit my home again anytime.

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

 

:-)

 

 

t.

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > paint the day.

> > >

> > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > >

> > >

> > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead still.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> > >

> >

> > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> >

> > Bill

> >

>

>

>

>

> I don't know Bill.

>

> It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

>

> When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead stop.

>

> When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

>

>

> I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> make sense.

>

> toombaru

 

P; Was this the first time? Is it still going on?

Can it be recreated if not?

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > > paint the day.

> > > >

> > > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

still.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > >

> > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > >

> > > Bill

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > I don't know Bill.

> >

> > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> >

> > When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead

stop.

> >

> > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> >

> >

> > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> > make sense.

> >

> > toombaru

>

> P; Was this the first time? Is it still going on?

> Can it be recreated if not?

>

 

 

 

This was the first time.

 

 

I can no longer access the dead stop..........But its presence

continues to be felt.

 

 

 

I intuit that it has no practical value.......but it sure was neat.

 

 

 

The only thing in the literature that reminds me of it is

Nisargadatta's " Stone-Solid " .......something of other.

 

 

 

Have you....or anyone else experienced anything like that?

 

 

 

toombaru

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts

began to

> > > > > paint the day.

> > > > >

> > > > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

> still.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > toombaru

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > > >

> > > > Bill

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > I don't know Bill.

> > >

> > > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> > >

> > > When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead

> stop.

> > >

> > > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do

their own

> > > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the

tapestry and

> > > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> > >

> > >

> > > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> > > make sense.

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > P; Was this the first time? Is it still going on?

> > Can it be recreated if not?

> >

>

>

>

> This was the first time.

>

>

> I can no longer access the dead stop..........But its presence

> continues to be felt.

>

>

>

> I intuit that it has no practical value.......but it sure was neat.

>

>

>

> The only thing in the literature that reminds me of it is

> Nisargadatta's " Stone-Solid " .......something of other.

>

>

>

> Have you....or anyone else experienced anything like that?

>

>

>

> toombaru

>

 

 

Toomie,

 

The only thing I can say for sure and this is especially for you

Jason, as Maryann Williamson's book title indicates: A Return To Love

 

It is a moving away from, and a returning to Love.

 

It is the solidity of the World and the fluidity of Beingness.

 

The rest are endless words and endless experiences, seeking the

'right' words to solidfy and meld all the experiences together in

words that remember, for ourselves and one another.

 

It is the experience of " Being In Love " .

 

 

Anna

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts began to

> > > > > paint the day.

> > > > >

> > > > > Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

> still.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > toombaru

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > > >

> > > > Bill

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > I don't know Bill.

> > >

> > > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> > >

> > > When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead

> stop.

> > >

> > > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do their own

> > > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the tapestry and

> > > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> > >

> > >

> > > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> > > make sense.

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > P; Was this the first time? Is it still going on?

> > Can it be recreated if not?

> >

>

>

>

> This was the first time.

>

>

> I can no longer access the dead stop..........But its presence

> continues to be felt.

>

>

>

> I intuit that it has no practical value.......but it sure was neat.

>

>

>

> The only thing in the literature that reminds me of it is

> Nisargadatta's " Stone-Solid " .......something of other.

>

>

>

> Have you....or anyone else experienced anything like that?

>

>

>

> toombaru

 

P: Yes, Many times. As you know you have read

often that this sort of thingy can't be remembered,

or be talked about. Well, not exactly, as you know now

you can remember it, and you talked about it, and

those who have also seen, can now talk to you

about it.

 

I don't know exactly the date, it was 3, or

4 years ago. I woke up just like you did with the

sense of being an immense empty presence, in

which everything in the room seemed to be

floating, my own thoughts about it seemed

also to float in it without disturbing it. I know,

you did not call it a presence, but background,

but it boils to more or less the same.

 

It's my experience now that every-time this

shows up it's the same, but it feels never

exactly the same. Anyway, it watched

itself and everything that floated in it, and

then sort of lost interest, and the mind took

over.

 

It comes on its own almost everyday now,

at any time of the day or night. The mind

can even call it by staying very quiet, and it

comes for a while. With each occurrence it

becomes thicker, more sticky like a deep

pool of black delicious chocolate. It is what

I call I, now. Pete is a bubble that comes

and go on that slowly boiling pot.

 

My advise is devote some time to being quiet,

and it will come again and again.

 

>

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@>

wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> > wrote:

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts

began to

> > > > > > paint the day.

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and dead

> > still.

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > > toombaru

> > > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > > > >

> > > > > Bill

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > I don't know Bill.

> > > >

> > > > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> > > >

> > > > When I focused on the background........everything came to a dead

> > stop.

> > > >

> > > > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > > > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do

their own

> > > > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the

tapestry and

> > > > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It seems to

> > > > make sense.

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > P; Was this the first time? Is it still going on?

> > > Can it be recreated if not?

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> > This was the first time.

> >

> >

> > I can no longer access the dead stop..........But its presence

> > continues to be felt.

> >

> >

> >

> > I intuit that it has no practical value.......but it sure was neat.

> >

> >

> >

> > The only thing in the literature that reminds me of it is

> > Nisargadatta's " Stone-Solid " .......something of other.

> >

> >

> >

> > Have you....or anyone else experienced anything like that?

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

>

> P: Yes, Many times. As you know you have read

> often that this sort of thingy can't be remembered,

> or be talked about. Well, not exactly, as you know now

> you can remember it, and you talked about it, and

> those who have also seen, can now talk to you

> about it.

>

> I don't know exactly the date, it was 3, or

> 4 years ago. I woke up just like you did with the

> sense of being an immense empty presence, in

> which everything in the room seemed to be

> floating, my own thoughts about it seemed

> also to float in it without disturbing it. I know,

> you did not call it a presence, but background,

> but it boils to more or less the same.

>

> It's my experience now that every-time this

> shows up it's the same, but it feels never

> exactly the same. Anyway, it watched

> itself and everything that floated in it, and

> then sort of lost interest, and the mind took

> over.

>

> It comes on its own almost everyday now,

> at any time of the day or night. The mind

> can even call it by staying very quiet, and it

> comes for a while. With each occurrence it

> becomes thicker, more sticky like a deep

> pool of black delicious chocolate. It is what

> I call I, now. Pete is a bubble that comes

> and go on that slowly boiling pot.

>

> My advise is devote some time to being quiet,

> and it will come again and again.

>

> >

>

 

 

When I was reading your words.........I could hear it lapping at the

shores....warm......smiling....inviting........

 

 

It appears to be who I am.

 

 

And it is wonderful.

 

 

 

 

 

 

t.

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@>

> wrote:

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 "

<lastrain@>

> > > wrote:

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > This morning.........waking up.....I watched as thoughts

> began to

> > > > > > > paint the day.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> Flowing........swirling.......covering.....creating.....what is.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > I also noticed the background upon which they worked their

> > > > > > > magic....................It was transparent..........and

dead

> > > still.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > toombaru

> > > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Is transparency the " root-thought " ?

> > > > > > It is the one, it seems, that is irreducible.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Bill

> > > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > I don't know Bill.

> > > > >

> > > > > It was an extremely vivid and pure experience.

> > > > >

> > > > > When I focused on the background........everything came to a

dead

> > > stop.

> > > > >

> > > > > When my attention switched to the swirling thoughts.......they

> > > > > undulated....inter-related.....and seemed to pretty much do

> their own

> > > > > thing..........I could interject a personal note into the

> tapestry and

> > > > > it was embraced and assimilated by the flow......

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > I don't know what happened.........But I like it.......It

seems to

> > > > > make sense.

> > > > >

> > > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > > > P; Was this the first time? Is it still going on?

> > > > Can it be recreated if not?

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > This was the first time.

> > >

> > >

> > > I can no longer access the dead stop..........But its presence

> > > continues to be felt.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > I intuit that it has no practical value.......but it sure was neat.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > The only thing in the literature that reminds me of it is

> > > Nisargadatta's " Stone-Solid " .......something of other.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Have you....or anyone else experienced anything like that?

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > P: Yes, Many times. As you know you have read

> > often that this sort of thingy can't be remembered,

> > or be talked about. Well, not exactly, as you know now

> > you can remember it, and you talked about it, and

> > those who have also seen, can now talk to you

> > about it.

> >

> > I don't know exactly the date, it was 3, or

> > 4 years ago. I woke up just like you did with the

> > sense of being an immense empty presence, in

> > which everything in the room seemed to be

> > floating, my own thoughts about it seemed

> > also to float in it without disturbing it. I know,

> > you did not call it a presence, but background,

> > but it boils to more or less the same.

> >

> > It's my experience now that every-time this

> > shows up it's the same, but it feels never

> > exactly the same. Anyway, it watched

> > itself and everything that floated in it, and

> > then sort of lost interest, and the mind took

> > over.

> >

> > It comes on its own almost everyday now,

> > at any time of the day or night. The mind

> > can even call it by staying very quiet, and it

> > comes for a while. With each occurrence it

> > becomes thicker, more sticky like a deep

> > pool of black delicious chocolate. It is what

> > I call I, now. Pete is a bubble that comes

> > and go on that slowly boiling pot.

> >

> > My advise is devote some time to being quiet,

> > and it will come again and again.

> >

> > >

> >

>

>

> When I was reading your words.........I could hear it lapping at the

> shores....warm......smiling....inviting........

>

>

> It appears to be who I am.

>

>

> And it is wonderful.

t.

>

 

 

one of you guys..er..'no ones'...deseves the Readers Digest best work

 

of self (appearing as no-self) fiction award 2007.

 

congrats kids!

 

boy oh boy..the results are in..nobody wins!

 

i guess this news should please all none of you.

 

 

..b b.b.

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