Thanks and Welcome

[Guest guest]

Let us welcome the new members and thank everyone for their contributions

and presence. Thanks much Robert (Skyerider), Cee (the Wise One), Antoine

(the child of art and the father of science), the incomparable Sri Bruceji

Maharaj, Sri Jerry Katz (for continuously improving the medium and taming

the jungle of nonduality) Barbara (welcome), Janpa (Welcome back!), Mace

(you are still our poet Ace!), the smiling Victor, Dan, Dan, (you are the

main man! Honestly!) Anna Maria van der Zon (you are totally funny Anna!),

my buddy truthlovepeace (welcome to the club), Luan (the Quiet One but very

sharp!), the wise Jerrysan Rinpoche with incredible common sense and

sensitivity, Aaron, Jason, Amanda, Gloria (great Ramana story), Bruce, Mike,

Nasir, Mark (what can anyone say Mark!), Dharma (welcome back!) Holly,

Bertram, Greg, Linda, Jill, Michael, Lynne, Jan and so many others. Thanks

for your posts. Hope I did not forget anyone. I am tired and ready to sleep.

Let me repeat again a poem of Rumi. It is called "I WAS READY TO TELL."

 

Love to all

Harsha

 

 

I WAS READY TO TELL

the story of my life

but the ripple of tears

and the agony of my heart

wouldn't let me

 

i began to stutter

saying a word here and there

and all along i felt

as tender as a crystal

ready to be shattered

 

in this stormy sea

we call life

all the big ships

come apart

board by board

 

how can i survive

riding a lonely

little boat

with no oars

and no arms

 

my boat did finally break

by the waves

and i broke free

as i tied myself

to a single board

 

though the panic is gone

i am now offended

why should i be so helpless

rising with one wave

and falling with the next

 

i don't know

if i am

nonexistence

while i exist

but i know for sure

when i am

i am not

but

when i am not

then i am

 

now how can i be

a skeptic

about the

resurrection and

coming to life again

 

since in this world

i have many times

like my own imagination

died and

been born again

 

that is why

after a long agonizing life

as a hunter

i finally let go and got

hunted down and became free

 

~Rumi, ghazal number 1419,

translated April 17, 1991,

by Nader Khalili

[Guest guest]

Mmmmmmm.... YUM! I love you Harsha. Wanna ride on my boat when Anna

finally comes through and ponies up for it? It'll be a three hour

tour... just like the boat ride your friend Rumi writes about... (but

you won't be board...)

 

Love, Mark

 

Harsha wrote:

>

>

> Let us welcome the new members and thank everyone for their

> contributions

> and presence. Thanks much Robert (Skyerider), Cee (the Wise One),

> Antoine

> (the child of art and the father of science), the incomparable Sri

> Bruceji

> Maharaj, Sri Jerry Katz (for continuously improving the medium and

> taming

> the jungle of nonduality) Barbara (welcome), Janpa (Welcome back!),

> Mace

> (you are still our poet Ace!), the smiling Victor, Dan, Dan, (you are

> the

> main man! Honestly!) Anna Maria van der Zon (you are totally funny

> Anna!),

> my buddy truthlovepeace (welcome to the club), Luan (the Quiet One but

> very

> sharp!), the wise Jerrysan Rinpoche with incredible common sense and

> sensitivity, Aaron, Jason, Amanda, Gloria (great Ramana story), Bruce,

> Mike,

> Nasir, Mark (what can anyone say Mark!), Dharma (welcome back!) Holly,

>

> Bertram, Greg, Linda, Jill, Michael, Lynne, Jan and so many others.

> Thanks

> for your posts. Hope I did not forget anyone. I am tired and ready to

> sleep.

> Let me repeat again a poem of Rumi. It is called "I WAS READY TO

> TELL."

>

> Love to all

> Harsha

>

>

> I WAS READY TO TELL

> the story of my life

> but the ripple of tears

> and the agony of my heart

> wouldn't let me

>

> i began to stutter

> saying a word here and there

> and all along i felt

> as tender as a crystal

> ready to be shattered

>

> in this stormy sea

> we call life

> all the big ships

> come apart

> board by board

>

> how can i survive

> riding a lonely

> little boat

> with no oars

> and no arms

>

> my boat did finally break

> by the waves

> and i broke free

> as i tied myself

> to a single board

>

> though the panic is gone

> i am now offended

> why should i be so helpless

> rising with one wave

> and falling with the next

>

> i don't know

> if i am

> nonexistence

> while i exist

> but i know for sure

> when i am

> i am not

> but

> when i am not

> then i am

>

> now how can i be

> a skeptic

> about the

> resurrection and

> coming to life again

>

> since in this world

> i have many times

> like my own imagination

> died and

> been born again

>

> that is why

> after a long agonizing life

> as a hunter

> i finally let go and got

> hunted down and became free

>

> ~Rumi, ghazal number 1419,

> translated April 17, 1991,

> by Nader Khalili

>

>

>

> //

>

> All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights,

> perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and

> subside back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not

> different than the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the

> nature of Awareness. Awareness does not come and go but is always

> Present. It is Home. Home is where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart

> to be the Finality of Eternal Being. A true devotee relishes in the

> Truth of Self-Knowledge, spontaneously arising from within into It

> Self. Welcome all to a.

>

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[Guest guest]

Dear Harsha and listing…

Again, thank you for the warm welcome to the listing. As

you know, the Gator (Robert) mostly lurks about in the pond searching

for tasty morsels. The pond now has less of an algae problem, due to

the less hours of sunlight in the northern hemisphere. Yet, the dying

algae serves the purpose of when the water in the pond turns over is

the much needed source of next years nutrition of the lotus blooms.

In your absent Harsha (when the cat is away the mice will

play), it became known to me of other respected members (sometimes a

bit crazy;) of the listing and of their wit and wisdom. Also, what

was, is, obvious is the love and respect that these good people have

for each other. That is a joy!

Even though I desire to remain mostly silent, please know

I do appreciate this listing – it is a goldmine.

Love, Robert