PARTS THE RED SEA OF OVERWHELMENT*
THERE IS ONLY ONE ETERNAL MOMENT
AKASHA TAO CORE
CONSTANTLY 18-20 HR DAYS ...
Exactly what youngest son Justin did to get thru Atlanta traffic..
get passport... and on down to island after funeral Aug 25th.
Abraham re: OVERWHELMENT
Silence is the most potent form of work.
However vast and emphatic the scriptures may be
they fail in their effect.
The Guru is quiet and peace prevails in all.
His silence is vaster and more emphatic
than all the scriptures put together.
having been here so long,
heard so much,
exerted so hard,
one has not gained anything.
The work proceeding within is not apparent.
In fact, the Guru is always within you.
Language is only a medium for communicating one's thoughts to another.
It is called in only after thoughts arise.
Other thoughts arise after the "I"-thought rises
and so the "I"-thought is the root of all conversation.
When one remains without thinking
one understands another
by means of the universal language of silence.
It is a perennial flow of language,
which is interrupted by speaking.
For example, there is electricity flowing in a wire.
With resistance to its passage,
it glows as a lamp or revolves as a fan.
In the wire it remains as electric energy.
Similarly also, silence is the Eternal flow of language,
obstructed by words.
by conversation extending to several years
can be known instantly in silence,
or in front of silence.
Dakshinamurti and his four disciples are a good example of this.
This is the highest and most effective language.
but about a Vision that is beyond
Light and Darkness.
No one knew the name of this day;
Born quietly from deepest night,
It hid its face in light,
Demanded nothing for itself,
Opened out to offer each of us
A field of brightness that traveled ahead,
Providing in time, ground to hold our footsteps
And the light of thought to show the way.
It dwells within the silence with elegance
To create a space for all our words,
Drawing us to listen inward and outward.
Where the eucharist of the ordinary happens,
Transforming our broken fragments
Into an eternal continuity that keeps us.
That is more gracious than the smallness
That fuels us with fear and force,
A dignity that trusts the form a day takes.
For being betrothed to the unknown
And for the secret work
Through which the mind of the day
And wisdom of the soul become one.
Seek the path that demands your whole being.
Leave that which is not, but appears to be;
seek that which is, but is not apparent.