Guest guest Posted September 14, 1999 Report Share Posted September 14, 1999 In the heart's vast expanse Is a softness, stillness, broken sort of place. This place we guard so carefully, ego will build up walls so strong, made of airy bricks and illusion barbwire and those barbs will touch nerves when something gets close to this place. Ego will cry in pain, she will reel in agony. But when she sleeps, and the defenses she maintains are abandonded When the castle walls dissapear, the search towers collapse there is just connection. Search into the soft hurt part, dont identify with the hurt. its not yours its everyone's when your tears are in my eyes... then we will stand together. --janpa Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 14, 1999 Report Share Posted September 14, 1999 janpa, this is so beautiful! I want to repost it a few places. >when your tears are in my eyes... > >then we will stand together. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 14, 1999 Report Share Posted September 14, 1999 On Tue, 14 Sep 1999, Dharma wrote: > Dharma <fisher1 > > janpa, this is so beautiful! I want to repost it a few places. > > >when your tears are in my eyes... > > > >then we will stand together. > There's a story behind this. One morning i was doing prostrations, back in the days when i was doing 108 of those most mornings. Call it a crazy buddhist thing to do . This one particular morning i was caught with a craziness that i can only call 'feeling hurt big', i could feel a heaviness in my heart that kept making me just start crying for no particular reason. I stopped my prostrations and breathed deep and relaxed from identifying with the hurtness. Then it was like a spiderweb opened up and all these spidering lines started shooting out everywhere. i started crying again, but i wasnt crying my tears, i was crying everyone's tears. There were just *tears*. We are made of those, human beings. Tears of joy and saddness. No matter how sane we think we are, we are always crying some joy, some sad. i was left with a phrase that sums up why ahimsa is a good thing 'how can i hurt you, when your tears are in my eyes?'. Hurt and joy we send out, like spiderlines. they touch us all, but we often identify those spider lines as our own. So we want them to go away, and we shut out everyone else. Just a thought on this, this was just my own reflections after an odd meditational experience. You dont have to agree with me, as each person's yoga takes different manifestations. --janpa Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 14, 1999 Report Share Posted September 14, 1999 Oh, Debrora, This is so beautiful! I've filed it under "Heart Expansive" poetry folder. Blessings to you, Love, Raven "Debora A. Orf" wrote: > "Debora A. Orf" <dorf01 > > In the heart's vast expanse > > Is a softness, stillness, broken > sort of place. > > This place we guard so > carefully, > > ego will build up walls so strong, made of airy bricks > and illusion barbwire > > and those barbs will touch nerves > when something gets close to this place. > > Ego will cry in pain, she will reel in agony. > > But when she sleeps, and the defenses she maintains are abandonded > > When the castle walls dissapear, > the search towers collapse > > there is just connection. > > Search into the soft hurt part, > dont identify with > the hurt. its not yours > its everyone's > > when your tears are in my eyes... > > then we will stand together. > > --janpa > > --------------------------- ONElist Sponsor ---------------------------- > > Enter ONElist's Friends & Family Program > WIN $100 to Amazon.com! Through Sept. 17. To enter, click here > <a href=" http://clickme./ad/ff ">Click Here</a> > > ------ > All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. The Radical Truth is Radiance of Awareness. It is Total Independence and Ever Present. The Truth needs no psychological or spiritual crutches. It needs no philosophy, no religion, no explanation, no teaching, and no teacher, and yet It is always their support. A true devotee relishes in the Truth. The Truth of Self-Knowledge which is Pure Intelligence. Welcome all to a. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 15, 1999 Report Share Posted September 15, 1999 >> janpa, this is so beautiful! I want to repost it a few places. >> >> >when your tears are in my eyes... >> > >> >then we will stand together. >> > >There's a story behind this. One morning i was doing prostrations, back in >the days when i was doing 108 of those most mornings. Call it a crazy >buddhist thing to do . This one particular morning i was caught with a >craziness that i can only call 'feeling hurt big', i could feel a >heaviness in my heart that kept making me just start crying for no >particular reason. I stopped my prostrations and breathed deep and relaxed >from identifying with the hurtness. Then it was like a spiderweb opened up >and all these spidering lines started shooting out everywhere. i started >crying again, but i wasnt crying my tears, i was crying everyone's tears. >There were just *tears*. We are made of those, human beings. Tears of joy >and saddness. No matter how sane we think we are, we are always crying >some joy, some sad. i was left with a phrase that sums up why ahimsa is a >good thing 'how can i hurt you, when your tears are in my eyes?'. Hurt and >joy we send out, like spiderlines. they touch us all, but we often >identify those spider lines as our own. So we want them to go away, and we >shut out everyone else. > >Just a thought on this, this was just my own reflections after an odd >meditational experience. You dont have to agree with me, as each person's >yoga takes different manifestations. To me it sounds like you were clearing other people's karmic stuff. As I understand it, after you get pretty clean, you start picking up more from other people and clearing for them... it's a service... So I just keep clearing, and it doesn't really matter if it's mine or someone else's. Love, Dharma Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 15, 1999 Report Share Posted September 15, 1999 Janpa: Just want you to know your experience is not terribly uncommon, both my wife and I have experienced this tapping into a sea of cosmic feeling, and recognize it as beyond the personal. This type of experience has convinced me that God's heart is always broken as well as full of joy; and I have little patience for notions of an impersonal impassible God. I read once, but can't remember if it was Aurobindo or someone else, that a proper sense of "ananda" is not bliss, but rather deep "feeling" which includes all bliss and all sorrow, ecstatic joy and tearing agony, a feeling which embraces and contains all these. If God is interested in life and deeply knows it, surely this is what ananda should mean. -- Max >> >when your tears are in my eyes... >> > >> >then we will stand together. >> > >There's a story behind this. One morning i was doing prostrations, back in >the days when i was doing 108 of those most mornings. Call it a crazy >buddhist thing to do . This one particular morning i was caught with a >craziness that i can only call 'feeling hurt big', i could feel a >heaviness in my heart that kept making me just start crying for no >particular reason. I stopped my prostrations and breathed deep and relaxed >from identifying with the hurtness. Then it was like a spiderweb opened up >and all these spidering lines started shooting out everywhere. i started >crying again, but i wasnt crying my tears, i was crying everyone's tears. >There were just *tears*. We are made of those, human beings. Tears of joy >and saddness. No matter how sane we think we are, we are always crying >some joy, some sad. i was left with a phrase that sums up why ahimsa is a >good thing 'how can i hurt you, when your tears are in my eyes?'. Hurt and >joy we send out, like spiderlines. they touch us all, but we often >identify those spider lines as our own. So we want them to go away, and we >shut out everyone else. > >Just a thought on this, this was just my own reflections after an odd >meditational experience. You dont have to agree with me, as each person's >yoga takes different manifestations. > >--janpa --------------------------- FREE - yourname - Visit http://www.philosophers.net Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 15, 1999 Report Share Posted September 15, 1999 Deep inside the other side, A few words, from the woman who inspired Bergson the philosopher, who wrote this wonderful book the creative evolution, and Jean Jaures, who almost stopped the first world war with the power of his speech just before he got assassinated the day before his planed speech to all the workers of Europe to go on strike before the beginning of this war. It's from Artist Moina Bergson Mathers, sister of philosopher Henri Bergson, became Paris's priestess of the Goddess Isis, and channeled magical rituals from Secret Chiefs. Moina MacGregor Mathers on "Woman's Role in Religion" ***************************************************** In 1899 Moina Mathers, as the High Priestess Anari, was interviewed for an article on "Isis Worship in Paris." She said: "The idea of the priestess is at the root of all ancient beliefs. Only in our ephemeral time has it been neglected. What do we find in the modern development of religion to replace the feminine idea, and consequently the Priestess? When a religion symbolizes the universe by a Divine Being, is it not illogical to omit woman, who is the principle half of it, since she is the principle creator of the other half--that is, man? How can we hope that the world will become purer and less material when one excludes from the Divine that part of its nature which represents at one and the same time the faculty of receiving and that of giving--that is to say, love itself and its highest form--love the symbol of universal sympathy? That is where the magical power of woman is found. She finds her force in her alliance with the sympathetic energies of Nature. And what is Nature if it is not an assemblage of thought clothed with matter and ideas which seek to materialize themselves? What is this eternal attraction between ideas and matter? Is it the secret of life. Have you ever realized that there does not exist a single flame without a special intelligence which animates it, or a single grain of sand to which an idea is not attached, the idea which formed it? It is these intelligent ideas which are the elementals, or spirits of Nature. Woman is the magician born of Nature by reason of her great natural sensibility, and of her instructive sympathy with such subtle energies as these intelligent inhabitants of the air, the earth, fire, and water." http://www.nccn.net/~tarot/wgd.html Max Harris wrote: > Janpa: > > Just want you to know your experience is not terribly uncommon, > both my wife and I have experienced this tapping into a sea of > cosmic feeling, and recognize it as beyond the personal. > > This type of experience has convinced me that God's heart > is always broken as well as full of joy; and I have little > patience for notions of an impersonal impassible God. > > I read once, but can't remember if it was Aurobindo or > someone else, that a proper sense of "ananda" is not bliss, > but rather deep "feeling" which includes all bliss and all > sorrow, ecstatic joy and tearing agony, a feeling which > embraces and contains all these. > > If God is interested in life and deeply knows it, > surely this is what ananda should mean. > > -- Max > > >> >when your tears are in my eyes... > >> > > >> >then we will stand together. > >> > > > >There's a story behind this. One morning i was doing prostrations, back in > >the days when i was doing 108 of those most mornings. Call it a crazy > >buddhist thing to do . This one particular morning i was caught with a > >craziness that i can only call 'feeling hurt big', i could feel a > >heaviness in my heart that kept making me just start crying for no > >particular reason. I stopped my prostrations and breathed deep and relaxed > >from identifying with the hurtness. Then it was like a spiderweb opened up > >and all these spidering lines started shooting out everywhere. i started > >crying again, but i wasnt crying my tears, i was crying everyone's tears. > >There were just *tears*. We are made of those, human beings. Tears of joy > >and saddness. No matter how sane we think we are, we are always crying > >some joy, some sad. i was left with a phrase that sums up why ahimsa is a > >good thing 'how can i hurt you, when your tears are in my eyes?'. Hurt and > >joy we send out, like spiderlines. they touch us all, but we often > >identify those spider lines as our own. So we want them to go away, and we > >shut out everyone else. > > > >Just a thought on this, this was just my own reflections after an odd > >meditational experience. You dont have to agree with me, as each person's > >yoga takes different manifestations. > > > >--janpa -- Through the coming, going, and the balance of life The essential nature which illumines existence is the adorable one May all perceive through subtle intellect the brilliance of enlightenment. A translation of the Gayatri Mantra Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 16, 1999 Report Share Posted September 16, 1999 Earlier, in response to Janpa's experience of tapping into a "spiderweb" of transpersonal pain during meditation, I said: >This type of experience has convinced me that God's heart >is always broken as well as full of joy; and I have little >patience for notions of an impersonal impassible God. I want to share some thoughts from a Hasidic Rabbi which were expressed in the midst of the Holocaust. Rabbi Kalonymus Kalmon Shapira was the Rebbe of the Warsaw Ghetto, and perished at the hands of the Nazis shortly after the fall of the Ghetto. Many of his writings during the Ghetto period were preserved and later published. Most of the writings were talks given to his people during this very dark period. Now the language of an Hasidic Rebbe is going to sound different to those more comfortable with Eastern literature, but those of you familiar with the three-fold yoga of the Gita might realize that to a Jew "studying Torah" and "connecting to Torah" is really sort of like Jnanayoga, Karmayoga and Bhaktiyoga all rolled up into one. Much more than mere intellectual "study" is meant by this; it is living with God through study, service and love, and there is a real mystical togetherness in it all. In a few of the talks the Rebbe refers to a Jewish tradition of a place where God weeps: "In the talmudic tractate Hagigah we find that this place where God weeps is in the inner chambers of heaven. There weeping can, as it were, be predicated of Him." Later he says: "God, blessed be He, is to be found in His inner chambers weeping, so that one who pushes in and comes close to him by means of studying Torah, weeps together with God, and studies Torah with him. Just this makes a difference. The weeping, the pain which a person undergoes by himself, alone, may have the effect of breaking him, of bringing him down, so that he is incapable of doing anything. But the weeping which a person does together with God -- that strengthens him. He weeps -- and is strengthened; he is broken -- but finds courage to study and teach. It is hard to raise one's self up, time and again, from the tribulations, but when one is determined, stretching his mind to connect to the Torah and divine service, then he enters the Inner Chambers where the Blessed Holy One is to be found; he weeps and wails together with Him, as it were, and even finds the strength to study Torah and serve Him." Out of the depths of the Holocaust, a few words of wisdom and an insight into divine pathos. -- Max --------------------------- FREE - yourname - Visit http://www.philosophers.net Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 16, 1999 Report Share Posted September 16, 1999 Earlier, in response to Janpa's experience of tapping into a "spiderweb" of transpersonal pain during meditation, I said: >This type of experience has convinced me that God's heart >is always broken as well as full of joy; and I have little >patience for notions of an impersonal impassible God. I want to share some thoughts from a Hasidic Rabbi which were expressed in the midst of the Holocaust. Rabbi Kalonymus Kalmon Shapira was the Rebbe of the Warsaw Ghetto, and perished at the hands of the Nazis shortly after the fall of the Ghetto. Many of his writings during the Ghetto period were preserved and later published. Most of the writings were talks given to his people during this very dark period. Now the language of an Hasidic Rebbe is going to sound different to those more comfortable with Eastern literature, but those of you familiar with the three-fold yoga of the Gita might realize that to a Jew "studying Torah" and "connecting to Torah" is really sort of like Jnanayoga, Karmayoga and Bhaktiyoga all rolled up into one. Much more than mere intellectual "study" is meant by this; it is living with God through study, service and love, and there is a real mystical togetherness in it all. In a few of the talks the Rebbe refers to a Jewish tradition of a place where God weeps: "In the talmudic tractate Hagigah we find that this place where God weeps is in the inner chambers of heaven. There weeping can, as it were, be predicated of Him." Later he says: "God, blessed be He, is to be found in His inner chambers weeping, so that one who pushes in and comes close to him by means of studying Torah, weeps together with God, and studies Torah with him. Just this makes a difference. The weeping, the pain which a person undergoes by himself, alone, may have the effect of breaking him, of bringing him down, so that he is incapable of doing anything. But the weeping which a person does together with God -- that strengthens him. He weeps -- and is strengthened; he is broken -- but finds courage to study and teach. It is hard to raise one's self up, time and again, from the tribulations, but when one is determined, stretching his mind to connect to the Torah and divine service, then he enters the Inner Chambers where the Blessed Holy One is to be found; he weeps and wails together with Him, as it were, and even finds the strength to study Torah and serve Him." Out of the depths of the Holocaust, a few words of wisdom and an insight into divine pathos. -- Max --------------------------- FREE - yourname - Visit http://www.philosophers.net Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 20, 1999 Report Share Posted September 20, 1999 > I will meet you there, at the still point nexus, the mist of beginning, where > we cannot tell who is who. RainboLily Deep inside the other side, > My experience is not non-dualism vs. dualism but non-dualism/dualism all inside a big Something Else. Holly > But isnt 'something else' creating another dualism? --janpa > But there is a richness in the reality which will prevent any exhaustion of the internal distances, and an element of mystery will forever remain as an endless allure. -- Max > Is there one universal reality to be understood, explained, and experienced one way? From here, I see many ways of viewing, many constructions. Some seemingly more personal, some seemingly more impersonal. Dan > At the point where the tide turns > at the point where the waves turn > in the gap between the inbreath and the outbreath .. > is the space of all potential .. Christopher Wynter > It conveys the real meaning of that emptiness that is full till the brim of all things....the background of existence....the background of meaning, the meaning that is self reveiled, self conteined, self evident, without another... Ivan A pulsation free of all cycles and symmetry of frequency, that takes eternity or a fraction of a second between each breath, as it creates or not, for time is only a child of the wave who is a child of where the tide turns. Antoine Felt like cutting and pasting, Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 21, 1999 Report Share Posted September 21, 1999 In a message dated 09/20/1999 9:56:49 PM Eastern Daylight Time, carrea writes: << Antoine <carrea > I will meet you there, at the still point nexus, the mist of beginning, where > we cannot tell who is who. RainboLily Deep inside the other side, >> Am the other side and inside, and inside out too :-) hand."</center></blockquote><center>:-) How beautiful soul sis Thanks for sharing! * Hello Soul Col Sis, lovely to see you. Rather, he reaches out into the unknown to grasp infinity And sits quietly to feel mystery And sings outragously to experience ecstasy And whispers of magic things that stir in his heart. And journeys to the unbounded realm of galaxies and stars forming I will share that with Nicolas ... thank you Raven, that is beautiful I'll let you know how he responds :-) <<when you make my heart feel beautiful, with your hand." >> Is your son accepting disciples? The line forms behind me! Love, Holly>> Holly, laughing, he has all these girls already at school! He says, "Mom, make them stop chasing me!" The girls say, "Why won't Nicolas play with me? And, why is he always running away?" I respond, "if you stop chasing him, then he will play with you." But i've told my brothers' girlfriends the same thing for years, they don't listen either!!! He's just a simple normal child, but thank you soooooo much for your expression of love, it is very sweet! "if you put a mirror in front of a mirror, which is the reflection?" Tony, did you see the story of the room of mirrors, I posted awhile back from Mike in Paris? It is a beautiful Tibetan story, I'm not very good about saving and cataloging email at home, it's only I have these emails because they are all from today. Maybe someone else has it? Please 'scuse, but I get and a few hundred emails at work each day, and those have to be kept, so, here I exercise my freedom not to :-) Gloria and anyone else, on the Tara posts, I have asked Mike if I may share his translations, he has not yet responded and as he is very brilliant and sweet and kind of comes in and goes out like that in his emails and posts, I prefer to wait to ask him until he reappears so as not to interrupt whatever rhythm he may have going on with his life or meditations. "Some spirits with lack of respect pretend that man was created in a laughter. YHWH would be the sound of this laughter." Denis Labouré I love this guy's words, there is deep energy and meaning here, you translate them well, Antoine, thank you. Thank you all, I learn and experience and grow here, I feel like an expanding hologram, the Hassidic Jews I believe use the term vessels for chakras ... that the vessels fill with love and light, I love this imagery, it creates an experience in me like an expansion of a rainbow shooting out in all directions. I am empty today but not like negative empty, more like you could wave your hand around inside and all the stickiness of astralized emotion drama is gone like there is just space, it's kewl, anyway, that is this moment in time, LOL. Love*Light*Laughter, Rainbo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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