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11. Integrity's Dance of Co-Creation Sunrise/Afternoon June 30, 2015

6/30/2015

This is #11 (Tao #64) in a Series of Posts that share Synchronistically-Timely chapters from
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

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PRIMAL REPOSE
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ORIGINAL BEING SILENCE
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DIRECTLY TRANSMITS TO ALL
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DANCE OF CO-CREATION
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5:16 AM - 6/30/15

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Softly Pause/Gaze for shapes/forms/Transmissions from these clouds.....

#64

Integrity is our true nature;
arriving at integrity
is the work of a lifetime.

The person who has integrity
does the right thing without trying to,
understands the truth without thinking,
and naturally embodies the Tao.

Integrity is not only the fulfillment of our own being;
it is also the quality
through which all beings are fulfilled.

When we fulfill our own being,
we become truly human;
when we fulfill all being,
we arrive at true understanding.

Humanness and understanding
are inherent in our nature,
and by means of them
we unite the inner and the outer.

Thus, when we act with integrity
everything we do is right.

The Second Book of The Tao
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

Integrity is the bridge to the kingdom,
the kiss that wakes the dead princess,
the fingers that spin straw into gold.

When a person has integrity, she’s genuine;
you can always trust that her
yes is a yes and her no a no.

There’s no motive behind it,
no sweet sticky lure for approval.

We love integrity.
It feels like home.

It’s solid,
there’s no acting-out in it,
no backtracking,
no second-guessing.

When you act with integrity,
everything you do is right,
because there’s no separation
between doer and done.

Besides,
you realize that you’re not doing it in the first place.
You have let go into the nameless,
and it’s not even you who have let go.
It’s not even you who have been let go of.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted
from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

May your soul be happy, journey joyfully.

You have escaped from the city full of fear and trembling;
If the body’s image has gone, await the image-maker; if the
body is utterly ruined, become all soul.

If your face has become saffron pale through death, become a
dweller among tulip beds and Judas trees.

If the doors of repose have been barred to you, come, depart
by way of the roof and the ladder.

If you have been secluded from water and bread, like bread
become the food of the souls, and so become!

–Rumi
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2015/06/blessing.html

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10. "Unattached to Words or to Silence" - "The Golden Eternity" Sunrise/Afternoon June 29, 2015

6/29/2015

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This is #10 (Tao #41) in a Series of Posts that share Synchronistically-Timely chapters from
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

12/25/14

Close your eyes,
let your hands and nerve-ends drop,
stop breathing for three seconds,
listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world,
and you will remember the lesson you forgot,
which was taught
in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago
and not even at all.
—Jack Kerouac
(see full Kerouac quote at end)

#41

In the beginning, there was nothing.
From nothing arose the One.
All things return to it.

Because it is without form,
there is no way to name it.

It doesn’t exist and doesn’t
not-exist. When we call it “the Tao,”
we define nothing as a something.

The Tao is beyond words.
The more you talk about it,
the farther away from it you get.

Only when you are truly unattached
to words or to silence
can you express the truth.

The Second Book of The Tao
Stephen Mitchell

O That which Exhales me into form,
Inhales me gently Home!
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Godseed
2003
(slight edit from original below)
O One that Exhaled me into form
Inhales me gently Home!

COMMENTARY

Ah, the Tao, the Tao.
When we talk about it, the vast isn’t vast enough,
and the subtle seems ludicrously crude.
The only way to approach it is through paradox:
to step out of the way until language bites its own tail.
And a little chutzpah doesn’t hurt.

Chutzpah is usually defined as “effrontery,” but it’s more than that.
It’s effrontery with a feather in its cap,
it’s the sound of three hands clapping,
it’s a garlic bagel crashing a party of champagne flutes.
It’s not a good thing or a bad thing,
but we tend to smile or gasp when we encounter it.
Though there’s no Chinese ideogram for chutzpah,
this chapter is a perfect case study.

So: if the more we talk about the Tao, the farther away from it we get,
why would we talk about it at all?
But okay, let’s talk.

We begin with the beginning, which equals zero,
a nice round number that is the absence of numbers.
From this absence, the One arises.
Are you reeling yet?

But there’s more.
If zero transmutes into one, zero equals one.
(So much for the foundations of mathematics.)

Then, from the One, after a fraction of a nano-instant,
with a bang, the infinitely many arise.
Ultimately infinity return to the One, which equals zero.

But the One doesn’t not-exist.
It doesn’t exist either; you can’t limit it to either category of mind.
So when we say, “All things are one,”
we’re lying through our teeth.
Since reality is beyond conception,
how can we dare to talk about it?

But we do.
And there’s something endearing about the daring of that.
If nothing else, it makes us think.

Even better, it makes us not-think,
which could be the point of it all.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted
from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

It’s all like a dream.
Everything is ecstasy, inside.
We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds.
But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright
forever and forever and forever.

Close your eyes,
let your hands and nerve-ends drop,
stop breathing for three seconds,
listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world,
and you will remember the lesson you forgot,
which was taught
in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago
and not even at all.

It is all one vast awakened thing.
I call it the golden eternity.

It is perfect.
We were never really born, we will never really die.
It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self,
other selves, many selves everywhere:
Self is only an idea, a mortal idea.

That which passes into everything is one thing.
It’s a dream already ended.
There’s nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about.

—Jack Kerouac
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/the-golden-eternity.html

All photos below are early evening 6/29/15

See Read More below for additional photos and all of Tao #41

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9. "Move with Freedom of the Wind" Sunrise/Afternoon June 28, 2015

6/28/2015

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This is #9 (Tao #44) in a Series of Posts that share Synchronistically-Timely chapters from
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

∞
IT
MATTERS NOT WHAT IT IS CALLED
IT IS ALL THAT IS

IT
NEVERBORN-NEVERDIE-COMMUNICATES
ANIMATES
SOURCES
IN ”ABSOLUTE REPOSE”
PERFECTION
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5:09 AM - 6/28/15

∞

∞

GLIDE WITH WINGS STILL AND SPREAD….
BE
RAREFIRED/RAREFIED OCTANE/ALTITUDE
WHERE ALL IS EFFORTLESS EASE.
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8:10 AM-6/28/15

∞

Photo from 5/3/15

#44

Chaff from the winnowing fan
cancels the eye’s natural vision;
the whine of a mosquito
can keep you awake all night;
trying to be benevolent
makes the mind a tangle or confusion.

If you want the world to stay simple,
you must move with the freedom of the wind.

Why keep making the effort
to figure out right and wrong?

Why all this huffing and puffing
as though you were beating a drum
searching for a lost child?

The snow goose doesn’t need
a daily bath to stay white,
nor does the crow stay black
by dipping itself in an inkwell.

When the springs dry up
and the fish are left on the shore,
they spew one another with moisture.

But how much better
if they could forget one another and swim off
into the lake’s vast freedom!

The Second Book of The Tao
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

The effort to be moral or benevolent is a disruption of our natural virtue.
What child would rather pray than play?

“Throw away morality,” Lao-tzu says,
“and you’ll be doing the world a big favor.”
Trying to figure out the right action does no one any good.
It’s better to keep moving, till the right action arises by itself.

When it’s genuine,
benevolence is the most beautiful quality in the world.
But when it has a motive, it feels like fish spittle,
not like clear water.

We recognize the genuine.
It’s what we all want.
It’s what we all are, when we are past our own thoughts.

Let the others comfort one another with slime:
that’s the best they can do under the circumstances.

But the instant any fish finds its way back to the lake,
it will swim off without a qualm.

“Thanks for the benevolence, muchachos,
but I’m out of here.”

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted
from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

The search for Reality is the most dangerous of all undertakings,
for it destroys the world in which you live.
–Nisargadatta Maharaj

Above photo and Nisargadatta quote from:
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/the-most-dangerous-of-all-undertakings.html

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8. "Always Enough" The Ultimate Antidote Sunrise/Afternoon June 27, 2015

6/27/2015

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This is #8 (Tao #28) in a Series of Posts that share Synchronistically-Timely chapters from
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

1) TOTAL ABSTINENCE FROM BEING BOTHERED BY ANYTHING/ANYONE
RESULTS IN
2) POSSESSION IN/OF/AS THE GREAT ORIGINAL CORE CALM.

THE SOURCE WHICH MOVES CREATION THRU ALL FORMS
THE ULTIMATE ANTIDOTE

(or does this happen the other way around?
doesn't matter! as long as it's Happening)
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4:12 AM - 6/27/15

#28
The Second Book of The Tao

Don’t chase after people’s approval.
Don’t depend on your plans.
Don’t make decisions;
let decisions make themselves.

Free yourself of concepts;
don’t believe what you think.
Embody the inexhaustible.
Wander beyond all paths.

Receive what you have been given
and know that
it is always enough.

The Master’s mind is like a mirror;
it responds but doesn’t store,
contains nothing, excludes nothing,
and reflects things exactly as they are.

Thus she has what she wants
and wants only what she has.

#28
The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

This is a chapter of good advice.
You could do a lot worse than follow it.
But all advice is dispensable.
Here’s what I mean.

It’s morning again. You open your eyes.
There’s a you, there’s a world.
There’s even a woman lying in bed beside you,
the radiant one, whom you fell in love with the very first moments.
The gratitude you feel is one drop in the vast ocean of gratitude that surrounds you.
It’s unnecessary to feel more than that single drop.

There’s a musician at the foot of the bed.
His hands look like oak leaves.
He is leaning back with his arms raised in a gesture of what might seem
(if you didn’t know any better)
like despair.

A skull sits on your nightstand,
giving you its long-in-the-tooth, memento-mori grin.
Flowers drift through the air in Brownian motion.
Inevitably, there’s a guitar in your hands.
You don’t know how to play, but you’re a fast learner.
It must be time for “La tristesse du roi” or “Amor, la vida es sueno.”
Your fingers touch the strings.
Already you’re moved to tears.

Now the sun taps at your window,
your bladder needs emptying,
the children have dissolved into peals of laughter,
and as your feet touch the floor,
yet again the spirit of life and death has not a word to say.

Do you see things exactly as they are?
How would you know?
Yet things are so good that they couldn’t get much better.

All that you ever wanted is here, right in front of you;
all that you ever wanted is instantly, irrecoverably, gone.

#28
The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

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7. "It's better just to leave things alone." Sunrise/Afternoon June 26, 2015

6/26/2015

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This is #7 in a Series of Posts that share Synchronistically-Timely chapters from
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

∞

NO SEPARATE VOICE, BEING OR DIMENSION
TO LEAN UPON, LISTEN TO, OR TALK ABOUT
JUST
IS
THE ‘OLDER THAN GOD’ CONDITION
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4:25 AM - 6/26/15

∞

A person blended into God does not disappear.
He or she is just completely soaked in God's qualities

Rumi

Second Book of The TAO #7

Nothing in the world is bigger
than the tip of an autumn hair,
and Mount Everest is tiny.

No one in the world has lived longer
than a stillborn child,
and Methuselah died young.

The universe came into being
the moment that I was born,
and all things are one with me.

Since all things are one,
how can I put that into words?
But since I just said they are one,
how can my words mean nothing?

Sisyphus - Faint Hue on Ocean

Sisyphus, Ocean Golden Hue, 3 Gulls Gliding

The one plus my words make two,
and the two plus the one make three.
If we continue in this way,
even the greatest mathematician
couldn’t calculate where it will end.

Above: Photos are with camera settings either "vivid" or "auto"

It's better just to leave things alone.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

There are paradoxes born of wit and paradoxes born of insight.
No thought is true,
but some thoughts are so much truer than the ones we’re used to
that they seem absurd at first glance.
It’s all a question of perspective.

Down at the level of the micro, there is no macro.
If you get small enough, you see that the world isn’t solid
and that uncertainty is the only thing that’s certain, perhaps.
Thus, everything the electron meets is electronal.
Ditto a galaxy: its consciousness, if it has one, is as little aware of a planet
as you are of a corpuscle.

We can’t stand outside the system and point to what’s real,
because what’s real is defined by the system.
This is relativity writ large.
The fastest thing in the universe isn’t light:
it’s mind.

All things may be one with me, but am I one with them?
That’s the issue.
And once I am one, what then?

Even the one is excessive for anyone who wants to be meticulous.
Look where it leads, after all—to two, to three, to infinity,
to an infinity of infinities and beyond:
always the unattainable, unassuageable beyond.

Of course, the nothing is out of the question as well,
since there’s already a word for it.
Not one?
Not nothing?

This leaves you in an ideal position: speechless, delighted,
and ready to say the most nonsensical things,
if only they make sense.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
Rumi

I didn’t come here of my own accord, and I can’t leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.

This poetry. I never know what I’m going to say.
I don’t plan it.
When I’m outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
–Rumi
Coleman Barks version
full writing here:
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/question_25.html

At end of the afternoon beach stroll, while Resting on chair, this bird hovered and circled over me and landed only a few feet from my chair....stayed for the longest....then moved towards ocean as i went towards her with camera....what Confirmation/Reminder of so much that Happened today.

Words create words, reality is silent.

–Nisargadatta

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6. - Pivot of the Tao - Cessation of Affirmation and Denial Sunrise/Afternoon June 25, 2015

6/25/2015

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This is #6 in a Series of Posts that will eventually include all the main aspects
of
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

∞

REALIZE THERE IS NOTHING TO AVOID

WHEN IN TRUE BEING EVERSHINING
ALL THAT USED TO BE AVOIDED
IS IN THE REALM OF
‘LET THE DEAD BURY THE DEAD’
&
BEYOND
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4:10 AM - 6/25/15

∞

∞

WALK QUIETLY
CONTAINED ONLY IN THE
INVISIBLE WORLD OF DIVINE VOID
WHICH IS BEYOND
THOUGHTS AND AWARENESS
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Transcending Possession
1992

∞

TAO #6

Everything can be seen as a this;
everything can be seen as a that.
The that depends on the this;
the this mirrors the that.

One follows from the other;
each is inseparable from both.
You can’t have right without wrong,
life without death,
the true without the false.
The Master is not trapped in opposites.
His this is also a that.

He sees that life becomes death
and death becomes life, that right
has a kernel of wrong within it
and wrong a kernel of right,
that the true turns into the false
and the false into the true.

He understands that nothing is absolute,
that since every point of view
depends on the viewer,
affirmation and denial
are equally beside the point.

The place where the this and the that
are not opposed to each other
is called “the pivot of the Tao.”

When we find this pivot, we find ourselves
at the center of the circle,
and here we sit, serene,
while Yes and No keep chasing each other
around the circumference, endlessly.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY
by Stephen Mitchell

Mind can only create the qualities of good and bad by comparing.
Remove the comparison, and there go the qualities.
What remains is the pure unknown:
ungraspable object, ungraspable subject,
and the clear light of awareness streaming through.

The pivot of the Tao is the mind free of its thoughts.
It doesn’t believe that this is a this
or that that is a that.

Let Yes and No sprint around
the circumference toward a finish line that doesn’t exist.

How can they stop trying to win the argument of life until YOU stop?
When you do, you realize that you were the only one running.

Yes was you.
No was you,
the whole circumference, with its colored banners, its pom-pom girls
and frenzied crowds--
that was you as well.

At the center,
the eyes open and again it’s the sweet morning of the world.
There’s nothing here to limit you,
no one here to draw a circumference.

In fact, there’s no one here--
--not even you.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

See Read More below for additional photos and wordings.....

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5. "Nothing to Understand" "Nothing left but Gratitude and Laughter" Sunrise/Afternoon June 24. 2015

6/24/2015

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This is #5 in a Series of Posts that will eventually include all the main aspects
of
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
THE SECOND BOOK OF THE TAO

∞

IN THE NAMING OF
WHATEVER SEEMING DESTRUCTION IS OCCURING
IS THE POOFING!
<
WHEN YOU ARE WHO YOU REALLY ARE
NAMING IS INSTANT FREEDOM FROM BONDAGE.

WHEN YOU ARE NOT WHO YOU REALLY ARE
NAMING/OBSESSING/RESISTANCE IS AS CRAZY GLUE WITH HORRORS.

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5:31 AM - 6/24/15

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#5

The ancient Masters saw deeply.
How deep was their insight?

They realized that nothing exists.
This is perfect understanding.

Those at the next stage
thought that things existed
but saw no boundaries between them.

Next came those who saw boundaries
but didn’t judge things as good or bad.

When judgments arose, understanding was damaged;
when understanding was damaged,
preferences became ingrained.

But is there really such a thing
as damage or wholeness?

See Read More at end for "how" this photo Happened.

The Master understands
that there is nothing to understand.

S. Mitchell
THE SECOND BOOK OF THE TAO
#5

COMMENTARY
by
Stephen Mitchell

The ancient Masters saw deeply indeed.
They realized that since nothing lasts longer than the untraceable instant,
nothing ultimately exists.
They also realized that “nothing” is something,
and that the opposite of a profound truth
is another profound truth.

Nothing exists.
Something exists.
“All Cretans are liars,” said the Cretan.
It’s better to keep your mouth shut.

Still, these old fellows were on to something.
If nothing exists as we know it,
if time and space are intellectual categories,
there’s nothing we can actually grasp,
to arrange or disarrange.
This leaves us free.

It leaves us at play in the cosmic theater of the mind.
All the world’s a stage, and we are the non-actors.
Can life be as simple as that?

It went downhill from there,
to the next stage,
then the next.
Boundaries! Preferences! Attachments!!!
And before we knew it,
our days filled up with screaming babies,
mortgage payments,
nasty messages in the mailbox.

Damage and wholeness are in the eyes of the beholder, of course.
If you’re a child,
there’s nothing more fun that going downhill.

A tragedy is comedy misunderstood.
Once you realize what you are,
there’s nothing left but gratitude and laughter.

THE SECOND BOOK OF THE TAO
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

The soul has been given its own ears
to hear things the mind does not understand.

—Jalalud’din Rumi

See Read More below:

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4. "Neither Coming or Going" "Walking Two Paths at Once" Sunrise/Afternoon June 23, 2015

6/23/2015

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This is #4 in a Series of Posts that will eventually include all the main aspects
of
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

∞

FROM THE VAST VOID…
THE INFINITE ”OLDER THAN GOD” CALM WITHIN….
SURFACES ALL TRUTH!

BE STILL AND NO-MINDING MIND KNOW
<
REMAIN STILL

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3:29 AM - 6/23/15

∞

#4

When we exhaust our minds
by clinging to a particular side of reality
without realizing the underlying oneness,
it’s called “three in the morning.”
What does that mean?

A monkey trainer, handing out acorns, said:
Each of you, will get three in the morning and four in the afternoon.”
The monkeys were outraged.
So he said,
“All right, then: you’ll get four in the morning and three in the afternoon.”
The monkeys were delighted.

Nothing essential had changed,
yet one statement produced anger, and the other, joy.
The trainer simply knew how to adapt to reality and he lost nothing by it.

Thus the Master uses his skill to harmonize with both sides,
and rests in the Tao,
which makes all things equal.
This is called “walking on two paths at once.”
#4
Second Book of The Tao
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

The whole human condition is present in this tricky little tale,
which would be sad if it weren’t so ridiculous.
Although from the standpoint of the monkeys
it’s about the power of righteous indignation,
from the standpoint of the monkey trainer,
behind the scenes,
it’s about skillful management.
You have to admire his one-two punch;
he’s both bad cop and good cop.
But what is the trainer training the monkeys in, anyway?
Discernment?
If so, he’s being made a monkey of.

Whenever we cling to a particular side of reality,
it’s we who are the monkeys,
losing ourselves in outrage or partial delight.
If we look more carefully, though,
we can see that reality has only one side,
like a Mobius strip.
Stars or raindrops,
acorns or ashes,
apparent blessings,
apparent disasters--
--when the mind is clear, each is an occasion for rejoicing.
That’s what discernment is about.

Once our mind-monkeys are fully trained, it’s all good.
In the mathematics of mental peace, three equals four, one equals zero.
Adapting to reality means recognizing that nothing underlies or overlays it.
The Master can travel on two paths at once,
like a photon,
because his mind is free.
He’s subatomic and supererogatory.
He knows that all ways are the Way and that ultimately
he is neither coming nor going.

Stephen Mitchell

Photos in Slideshow below taken during evening sun on beach
6 p.m. 6/23/15
Again.....beyond words!!!

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3. "Inexhaustible Treasury" "Every ism is a wasm" Sunrise/Afternoon June 22, 2015

6/22/2015

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This is #3 in a Series of Posts that will eventually include all the main aspects
of
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao

See Read More at end for further information.

The great Tao cannot be named,
great discernment cannot be seen,
great benevolence is not gentle,
great modesty is not meek,
great courage is not aggressive.

When you truly understand
the Tao that cannot be named,
you become rooted in not-knowing.

This is called “inner-radiance".

Add to it, it is never full;
take from it, it is never depleted.
Who can tell where it comes from?

It is the inexhaustible treasury.
#3
The Second Book of The Tao
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY
Who named it “the Tao” in the first place?

I would like to talk to that fellow.
I’d like to give him a piece of my mind.

The Tao.
The Way.
Imagine naming the unnamable!
This may have seemed like a clever idea at the time,
but it led to endless complications.

Before long, people were watching everywhere for the way.
Intellectuals began to wear themselves out
debating whether it existed or not,
or whether perhaps it both existed and didn’t exist,
or whether indeed it neither existed nor didn’t exist.

Scholars wrote tomes,
with characters brushed in the blackest of ink,
to prove that the Way goes this way or that.

Moralists determined what is on the Way
and what is off,
discerning, down to the minutest particulars,
exactly what we must do never to stray from the Way.

Thus Taoism was born.

But every ism is a wasm.
It’s already old news:
an exoskeleton
from which the living truth has moved on.
S Mitchell

Religions arise to address
The sense of being separate and apart.

Once this sense is seen to be erroneous,
Where is the need for religion?

–The Lost Writings of Wu Hsin
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/question_22.html

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2. "Center Everywhere - Circumference Nowhere" Sunrise/Afternoon June 21, 2015

6/21/2015

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This is #2 in a Series of Posts that will eventually include all the main aspects
of
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao
so Perfectly Timely !
See Read More at end for further information.

∞

How to BE more SILENT?

SIMPLY STOP ALL MOVEMENT
(EVEN IF CONTINUING TO BE MOVED)

INSTANTLY
BE BREATH
THAT IS
BEYOND THE MINDING MIND

ew
5:07 AM - 6/21/15

∞

The above Scribed predawn and BEFORE we read Tao #2 this morning.

#2
Before sorrow, anger,
longing, or fear have arisen,
you are in the center.

When these emotions appear
and you know how to see through them,
you are in harmony.

That center is the root of the universe;
that harmony is the Tao,
which reaches out to all things.

Once you find the center
and achieve harmony,
heaven and earth take their proper places
and all things are fully nourished.

Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao
#2

COMMENTARY
for #2 above
by
Stephen Mitchell

This chapter is about saving the world.
You save the world when you save yourself.
(There’s no one else you can save.)
Returning to the center is thus an act of infinite kindness.

There’s nothing wrong with sorrow, anger, longing, or fear;
a painful emotion is just a signal
that you’ve left the center.

When you are at peace,
everything is at peace.

What seemed like cacophony
becomes the music of the spheres:
a suite for unaccompanied mind.

Living in harmony with the way things are,
the mind finds its center everywhere,
its circumference nowhere.
The part becomes the whole;
what is becomes what should be.

Heaven takes its proper, its only place:
on earth.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

See Read More below for additional Wording/Photos

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1 "The Vast Mind Empty of Meaning" -Second Book of The Tao Sunrise/Afternoon June 20, 2015

6/20/2015

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This is #1 in a Series of Posts that will eventually include all the main aspects
of
Stephen Mitchell's Auspicious book
The Second Book of The Tao
so Perfectly Timely !
See Read More at end for further information.

1
What is bestowed on us at birth
is called human nature.
The fulfillment of human nature
is called the Tao.

The cultivation of the Tao
is the deepest form of learning.

The Tao is the way things are,
which you can’t depart from
even for one instant.

If you could depart from it,
it wouldn’t be the Tao.

Therefore the Master
looks into her own heart
and respects what is unseen and unheard.

Nothing is more manifest than the hidden;
nothing is more obvious than the unseen.

Therefore the Master
pays attention to what is happening
within her innermost self.

∞
Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao
#1

∞

SILENT’S SONG OF VAST INNER CORE SILENCE
POSSESSES
<
THE GREATEST FREEDOM
<
ORIGINAL BEING
ew
4:22 AM - 6/20/15

∞

Above: View from bottom of sand dunes path to the ocean beach.
Below: First gaze of the ocean from top of sand dunes path.

COMMENTARY
for #1 Tao
Stephen Mitchell

We think that we know what human nature is,
but what if our most cherished assumptions are wrong?
What if all suffering is the result of confused thoughts?
That would change our paradigm a bit.

We’re born into the open, into the vast mind empty of meaning.
Beyond thought, beyond things, reality just is.
Human nature doesn’t need to be fulfilled,
nor do we need to cultivate what is already perfect.
Once we recognize this, we return to the origin of all things.
There is never a movement toward or away.
We remain where we have always been,
but now we know it,
as if for the first time.

Departing from the Tao can happen only in the mind;
it’s an illusion that becomes our reality.
Though we actually live in what is,
we think ourselves into what isn’t.
Though every apparent detour is the path,
we get lost in our imagined wanderings.
That’s why, if we’re interested in freedom,
there is nothing sweeter than to cultivate, cultivate:
to get down, with trowel and hoe,
into the thought-rich soil of the mind.

It’s all about paying attention to what is happening within our innermost self,
until the unseen, the unquestioned,
is as obvious as the seen.

When the mind is free of its thoughts,
it becomes its own fulfillment.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

Rest in peace.
You are the unchangeable
Awareness in which all activity takes place.
Always rest in peace.

You are eternal
Being, unbounded and undivided.
Just keep
Quiet.
All is well.
Keep Quiet
Here and Now.

You are Happiness, you are
Peace, you are
Freedom.
Do not entertain any
notions that you are in trouble.

Be kind to yourself.
Open to your Heart and simply
Be.

Those who know
This know
Everything.
If not,
even the most learned know nothing at all.

–Papaji

See Read More below

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The Vast Unnameable Sunrise/Afternoon June 19, 2015

6/19/2015

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THE VAST UNNAMEABLE
DOES NOT THINK, PROCESS OR LABEL.
BE THAT!
<
INSTANT PEACE BEYOND EARTHLY MEASURE
ew
4:13 AM - 6/19/15

p e a c e

palpable as the presence of a Presence

yet utterly ineffable

a benediction without diction

beyond the grope of thought

a blessedness without symbol

not experienced as other but

immanent

– inescapably so –

oh!

silence

from miriam louisa
http://echoesfromemptiness.com/2015/06/20/early-this-morning/
read by ew 9:10 p.m.
6/19/15

(miriam resides in a different geographic time zone)

IF YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND THIS SOUL'S
SILENT’S SONG....

ALL WORDS ARE
CONFUSING,
CACOPHONOUS LIES.

ew
9:39 PM
6/19/15

See Read More below for
'THE POWER OF SILENCE"

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"Transparent to the Depths" - Primal Light's Evershining Sunrise/Afternoon June 18, 2015

6/18/2015

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∞

JUST BE

MOVED BY
CENTERED IN/OF/AS
VAST ORIGINAL CORE BEING
THAT HAS NO NAME OR EXPLANATION

JUST
IS.

ew
4:52 AM - 6/18/15

∞

Below: Am standing in these waters to take the above photos....until a huge wave came in and i got wet nearly up to my waist....it was.time to "fly" to shore again!!!
......immediately after "flying" to shore we see the extra Big Bird
in the distance...Reminding me to keep Altitude!!!!!

Additional Sunrise Photos on Read More at end

The Book of Songs says,
Though the fish sinks to the bottom,
it still can clearly be seen.

Thus the Master
examines her innermost self.

She notices even the smallest
sign of discord, and corrects it
before it can do any harm.

When your mind is transparent to the depths
and your words and actions are one,
the whole world becomes transparent.
#63.- p.126
Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

The Master does more than just notice discord in herself.
Since she knows that a feeling of discord can only be caused by a prior thought,
she questions the thought.
For her, discord is always a momentary imbalance.
When it is investigated, it unravels.
Thus it can never do any harm.

This is not ethics; it’s mental hygiene.
When the mind is transparent,
the heart is transparent.
There are no beliefs to keep awareness from shining through.

The primal light shines through even the densest matter.
As the world becomes transparent,
your goodness and everyone’s,
is gradually, heart-stirringly revealed.

To the transparent eye,
there is no place where goodness is not.
When a pickpocket sees a saint,
he sees only his pockets;
when a saint sees a pickpocket,
he sees only his innocence.

# 63 - p. 127

Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

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"Total Transparency - What You See Is What You Get" Sunrise/Afternoon June 17, 2015

6/17/2015

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Without stirring abroad,
one can know the whole world;

Without looking out of the window
one can see the way of heaven.

The further one goes the less one knows.
–Lao Tzu

The ancient Masters
didn’t worry about the future,
and didn’t regret the past.

When they made a mistake,
they corrected it and moved on;
when they achieved something
they didn’t stop to take credit.

They scaled the heights, never dizzy;
plumbed the depths, unafraid.

Wherever they went in the world,
they were at home.

They realized that the less they knew,
the more they understood.
Thus they embodied the Tao.
#20
p. 40

Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell

COMMENTARY

How clearly the Master lived, how close to the bone!
It’s total transparency; what you see is what you get.
Since she understands that alternative pasts are only thoughts,
she knows that ultimately there are no mistakes in the universe.

What happened is what should have happened, there’s no other possibility.
This insight allows her to confront her own mistakes
as soon as they’re pointed out.
Because they’re not personal,
she can take full responsibility,
correct them,
and move on.
There’s no mental residue:
no muss, no fuss.

Nor does she stop to take credit for her achievements.
Taking credit would never even occur to her.
As if the achievement weren’t its own reward.
As if, in the freedom of not-knowing,
anything were required but the next step.
p. 41

Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung

Above: Sitting for the longest in the tides after the breakers exploded close to shore. Suddenly they became large and strong....i kept Sitting, then a HUGE one came in....that almost knocked me over, camera and all..
Below: I looked up to see the breaker below crashing extra close and headed in quickly. Scrambling/laughing, bolted safely to shore.

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"Content as a suckling infant...." Sunrise/Afternoon June 16. 2015

6/16/2015

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∞

EXHALED
INTO VAST VOID TOUCHSTONE WITHIN
INHALED
AS ALL

ew
3:58 AM -
6/16/2015

∞

As you simplify your mind,
you will see how simple life is.
As you learn not knowing,
your heart will find its way home.

Logan - First born son of Jerry and Brandy

Content as a suckling infant,
mindless as a newborn calf,
you will no longer exhaust yourself
looking for impossible answers
and wandering in search of Why?

You will come to rest in the Tao,
happy with what life brings you.

Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of The Tao

(See Read More at end for additional information)

Commentary
re: Second Book of Tao quote above

Given a choice between being Einstein and being a newborn calf,
most people would choose the former.
But this chapter is not about stupidity versus intelligence.
There’s a great deal of intelligence in the mindlessness of a newborn calf,
which is further along in its self-reliance than a newborn baby,
even a baby Einstein.
The calf, in fact knows everything it needs to know.
All the important questions are answered for it, forever.

“Simplify, simplify,” our friend Thoreau said.
He could simply have said “Simplify” since a word to the wise is sufficient.
But for our unwisdom, he raised the decibel level.
He may even have had to shout at Einstein, who was a master of simplicity, thought not of simplifying his own life.
All honor to him, and yet he would have given his eyeteeth
to understand the mind of God,
which every newborn calf or suckling infant can manage.

A Theory of Everything?
What is is.
How simple can it get?
Stephen Mitchell

on website above:
Beautiful photos of above House on a Dune that is y/our Envisioned Sanctarii

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Luminosity's POOF! + "don't-know mind hearing" Sunrise/Afternoon June 15, 2015

6/15/2015

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Without the concept of an other,
there is no separate I.
Without the sense of an I,
nothing can be seen as other.
There is some power that determines things,
but I don’t know what it is.
It has no form or substance,
acts without doing,
keeps the whole universe in order,
and seems to get along
perfectly well without me.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the
Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell
#29 - p.58

In the mind’s spectrum of awareness, solipsism and paranoia
are located at about the same point.
There’s not much difference between an inflated I and an inflated other.
Wisdom means no separation.
It’s easy to keep things at a distance; it’s hard to be naturally beyond them.
The more intimate you are with yourself,
the less anyone can be an others.

The power than determines things isn’t me,
but it isn’t anything else.
Realizing this is freedom.
It has nothing to do with the credos of religion,
those hundred-piece oom-pa-pa bands
meant fo drown out the sound of doubt.
What keeps the whole universe in order
speaks with the still small voice of silence.
Only the don’t-know mind can hear it.

Stephen Mitchell Commentary
The Second Book of The Tao
for #29
p. 59

∞

BEYOND QUESTIONS/ANSWERS
IS
“OLDER THAN GOD”
CONDITION

NOTHING MORE TO SAY

JUST
BE

∞
ew
3:40 AM - 6/15/15

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"Incandescent Walking" "Flying Without Wings" Sunrise/Afternoon June 14, 2015

6/14/2015

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NOTHING THAT IS REAL
HAS HUMAN WORDS TO EXPRESS
<
ONLY THE SILENT-SONGING LIFE-LIVED
CAN SPEAK THIS LANGUAGE
<
AN ”INCANDESCENCE WALKING”*

ew
*LindaCarol A.
6:59 AM
6/14/2015

You have heard of flying with wings,
but can you fly without wings?

You have heard of the knowledge that knows,
but can you practice
the knowledge that doesn’t know?

Consider a window: it is just
a hole in the wall, but because of it
the whole room is filled with light.

Thus, when the mind is open
and free of its own thoughts,
life unfolds effortlessly,
and the whole world is filled with light.

The Second Book of The Tao
Compiled and adapted from the Chuang-tze and the Chung Yung,
with commentaries
by
Stephen Mitchell
p. 32

Wisdom is not a something, to grasp or to have.
When you discover the extent of your own ignorance, it’s like a revelation.

“You mean that nothing I believe is true?”
Suddenly a window appears in the hermetic chamber.
A little openness becomes available.
A little humility.

Eventually you realize
that there’s nowhere the light doesn’t penetrate,
nowhere the non-wings can’t fly.

Stephen Mitchell Commentary
The Second Book of The Tao
p. 33

This frog jumped seemingly out of nowhere onto camera bag as i was rinsing feet at the hydrant. He then jumped up to my shoulder and sat for the longest....with head turned towards the heavens the whole time........then onto the pole near my window.
Perhaps this is one that i rescued when it was a tadpole?
He certainly seemed to know me.

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The "Unlying Life" Sunrise/Afternoon June 13, 2015

6/13/2015

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When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego,
and when we escape like squirrels turning in the cages of our personality
and get into the forests again,
we shall shiver with cold and fright
but things will happen to us so that we don't know ourselves.

Cool, unlying life will rush in,
and passion will make our bodies taut with power,
we shall stamp our feet with new power and old things will fall down,
we shall laugh,
and institutions will curl up like burnt paper.

–D. H. Lawrence
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/things-will-happen.html

When you listen
not to the superficial meaning of words of Truth
but in such a way that the listener in you disappears
along with the speaker,
then the real meaning of the words can sink in deep
and your misunderstanding will disappear by itself.
There is nothing else to be done.
Ramseh. S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 12

Man's tragic predicament
derives from the fact that thought and its processes
have become excessively developed to the exclusion of intuition,
so much so
that every person confidently thinks of himself
as an individual figure
exclusive even of the very ground of nature!
Ramseh. S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 13

The outside world is not really concerned
at all in man's dilemma of suffering.
It is all within the fictitious "me" of personal identity.
Realization of this fact is the ultimate Understanding.
Ramseh. S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 14

In every moment the totality of function is in perfect balance.
Everything IS PERFECTION in every moment -
here and now forever.
Ramseh. S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 14

Don't ask for anything other
than the presence.

Don't speak of a "you"
apart from That.

A full container cannot be more full.
Be whole, and nothing.

–Hakim Sanai (1044? - 1150?)
Coleman Barks version

Full Poem in Read More Below

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Backward Eyes-Pure Space-Timeless Stillness Sunrise/Afternoon June 12, 2015

6/12/2015

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With all its eyes the natural world looks out into the Open.
Only our eyes are turned backward,
surrounding plant, animal, child like traps,
as they emerge into their freedom.

We know what is really out there
only from the animal's gaze;
for we take the very young child and force it around,
so that it sees objects - not the Open,
which is so deep in animals' faces.
Free from death.

We, only, can see death;
the free animal has its decline in back of it, forever,
and God in front,
and when it moves,
it moves already in eternity, like a fountain.

. Never, not for a single day,
do we have before us that pure space into which
flowers endlessly open.
Always there is World and never Nowhere without the No:
that pure unseparated element which one breathes without desire
and endlessly knows.

A child may wander there for hours,
through the timeless stillness,
may get lost in it and be shaken back.
Or someone dies and is it.

For, nearing death,
one doesn't see death;
but stares beyond,
perhaps with an animal's vast gaze.

Lovers,
if the beloved were not there blocking the view,
are close to it, and marvel...
As if by some mistake, it opens for them behind each other...
But neither can move past the other,
and it changes back to World.

Forever turned toward objects,
we see in them the mere reflection of the realm of freedom,
which we have dimmed.
Or when some animal mutely, serenely,
looks us through and through.

That is what fate means: to be opposite,
to be opposite and nothing else, forever.

–Rainer Maria Rilke
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2015/06/to-be-opposite.html

FLIGHT LESSONS
Today we got IN the ocean.....only in the shallow tides as breakers very strong.
Remembering a few days ago, that Big Bird swooped over me AFTER i was in the water with the seaweed...
see:
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/original-visionquiet-wombprimordial-core
May 30, 2015

....today, i wondered if she would do the same.
...and SURE ENOUGH,
1) she came within 10 ft of my head AFTER i got out of the water.
About 20 minutes later, we suddenly knew to honour her appearance with practicing my own Winged Flight at water's edge...afterwards,.i rested flat on my back with eyes closed...
2) a shadow came to my inner closed eyes...and with quickly opened eyes i saw her flying above me, then towards the oceanfront homes on the dunes.
She had returned again! Seemingly out of nowhere...
3) After a quick nap, i strolled back to the north....smiling and infused with the appearance of the bird today.....re-remembering how the bird appeared before when i was IN the water..... the sun is very bright....a shadow comes across my form...look up.... it is Big Bird circling between me and the sun...circling and gliding for about 30 seconds before she flew south...

∞

VAST VOID CORE
ORIGINAL SILENCE
FULLS EVERY PHYSICAL CELL
WITH
“OLDER THAN GOD’S”
PEACE THAT PASSETH UNDERSTANDING
<
GENTLY SWOONS AND SOOTHES
ew
4:21 AM
6/12/2015

∞

See Read More below for full Rilke poem

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"Uttered and Repeated by the Voice of Nature" Sunrise/Afternoon June 11, 2015

6/11/2015

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What in your life is calling you,
when all the noise is silenced,
the meetings adjourned,
the lists laid aside,
and the wild iris blooms by itself
in the dark forest,
what still pulls on your soul?

–Rumi
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/question_9.html

∞

THE NEUTRALITY OF
A TRANSPARENT,
“OLDER THAN GOD”
SOUL
SUFFICETH
ew
8:03 AM
6/11/15

∞

Be
. And, at the same time,
know what it is not to be.
That emptiness inside you allows you
to vibrate in resonance with your world.
Use it for once.

To all that has run its course,
and to the vast unsayable numbers of beings abounding in Nature,
add yourself gladly,
and cancel the cost.

–Rainer Maria Rilke
Sonnets to Orpheus, Part Two, VIII
Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy translation
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/the-hard-part.html

.......man postpones or remembers;
he does not live in the present, but with
reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of
the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe
to foresee the future.
He cannot be happy and strong until he too
lives with nature in the present, above time.

–Ralph Waldo Emerson
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/there-is-simply-rose.html

I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.
At dawn I unite with the breeze
To announce the coming of light;

At eventide I join the birds
In bidding the light farewell. The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
Is scented with my fragrance. As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
Night watch over me, and as I
Awaken I stare at the sun, which is
The only eye of the day.

I drink dew for wine, and hearken to
The voices of the birds, and dance
To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.
I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;

I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.
But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.

—Kahlil Gibran
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/song-of-flower.html

These roses under my window make no
reference to former roses or to better ones;
they are for what they are;
they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them.
There is simply the rose; it is perfect in
every moment of its existence.

Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts;
in the full-blown flower, there is no more;
in the leafless root, there is no less.
Its nature is satisfied, and it satisfies nature,
in all moments alike.
There is no time to it.

But man postpones or remembers;
he does not live in the present, but with
reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of
the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe
to foresee the future.

He cannot be happy and strong until he too
lives with nature in the present, above time.

–Ralph Waldo Emerson

http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/there-is-simply-rose.html

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"blessed are those who know nothing for certain" Sunrise/Afternoon June 10, 2015

6/10/2015

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blessed are those who know nothing for certain,
whose curiosity keeps them beyond the claws of conclusion,
who seek as an impulse of wonderment rather than for gain,
who question everything the pundits proclaim as truth;

whose questions deliver them, willingly or not,
to the fiery face of the Unnameable, and
who find the courage to keep a “yes” alive in spite of terror;
who come back speechless and trembling with gratitude

blessed are those for whom the encounter enlivens a capacity
and a willingness to hold both hands out to the world
(one to hold grief, the other, gratefulness)
for their heart knows the two as one;

who, without choice, stand naked in knowingness;
whose fulfilment is refreshed with every breath;
who are quietly content (which is not to say inert or passive)
in spite of all that life appears to heave at them

Below: Left Click to see enlarged photos

blessed are those who know these contented ones,
who count them among their friends and neighbours,
who seek them out for their simple wisdom, knowing
they have nothing to spin or sell – nothing to bestow
other than their crazy head-shaking heart-healing joy:

miriam louisa

http://echoesfromemptiness.com/2015/06/08/blessed-are-those/

IN ALL DIMENSIONS AWARE OF AND BEYOND AWARENESS

JUST IS
ew
4:10am - 6/10/15

See Read More at end for Full Predawn Whisper and More....

Above photo is first view of afternoon ocean from top of the sand dunes path.

Above photo taken with zoom lens....man lifted his arms just as camera clicked....Auspicious/Serendipitous Timing.

Please see OceanSpeak Categories for Scott Christopher, as this is the EXACT spot we met Sept. 11, 2014.....his and my arms ALSO went up in this Celebratory Honouring of Magnificent, Meeting 0f Timelines, moments....

Below are the steps i stood on at bottom of sand dunes path to see Scott Christopher celebrate the perfect shot of Flying Shell that had just happened.
Sept. 11, 2014.
The afternoon guests have returned the white chairs to the line up..
This slideshow below is at the end of my afternoon stroll.

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Touchstone - Inner Void Core Sunrise/Afternoon June 9, 2015

6/9/2015

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∞

HOLD BY BEING HELD IN THE VAST INNER VOID IN CORE

THE TOUCHSTONE FOR ALL

THE SOURCE OF ALL CO-CREATION

ew-
4:52 AM-6/9/2015

∞

Though the Tao is the realest of the real,
it has no form or substance.
It can be pointed to but not seen,
embodied but not achieved.

It is its own source, its own root.

It is above all things, yet it isn’t lofty;
beneath all things, yet it isn’t low.

It existed before existence,
began before time began,
and gave birth to birth and death.

Thus the Master isn’t fooled
by appearances. S/he honours
the genuine, wherever it appears.

TAO quote above from:
Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of the Tao
Compiled and adpated from the
Chuang-tzu and the Chung Yung
with commentaries
p. 66

Above::
This is the sun directly over my head ....reclining on one of the white chairs...
..photo taken while flat on back pointing camera straight up.

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Be That Which Is Inexhaustible Sunrise/Afternoon June 8, 2015

6/8/2015

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OUROBOROS
OF
FORM IN FORMLESSNESS
<
FORMLESSNESS IN FORM
=
ORIGINAL BEING
AS A
NEVERBORN/NEVERDIE
EXPANDING TRANSPARENCY
ew
5:12 AM - 6/8/15

Know yourself as Nothing.
Feel yourself as Everything.
—Alan Watts
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/not-to-worry_7.html

There is nothing more perfect than the Tao,
yet it doesn't seek perfection.
When you understand perfection,
you realize that there is nothing to seek,
nothing to gain or lose,
nothing to defend or reject.
You return to yourself
and find what is inexhaustible.

Stephen Mitchell
The Second Book of the Tao
Compiled and adpated from the
Chuang-tzu and the Chung Yung
with commentaries
p. 120

Give up subtle thinking, the twofold, threefold
multiplication of mistakes.

Listen to the sound of waves within you.
–Rumi

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Original Void ...........A Phoenix...Perpetually Rising..... Sunrise/Afternoon June 7, 2015

6/7/2015

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PERFECT POSSESSION BY THE ABSOLUTE’S VOID OF ALL
COSMIC GRACE
PRIMAL REPOSE
“OLDER THAN GOD”
A STATE OF BEING THAT CANNOT BE DISTURBED

PERFECT POSSESSION IS REQUIRED BEYOND WORDS AND THOUGHTS
RETURN TO SIMPLY BE ORIGINAL TRUTH OF BEING
A HOMECOMING THAT NEVER WENT ANYWHERE
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4:34 AM - 6/7/15

her longing

Before this longing,
I lived serene as a fish
At one with the plants in the pond,
The mare's tail, the floating frogbite,
Among my eight-legged friends,
Open like a pool, a lesser parsnip,
Like a leech, looping myself along,
A bug-eyed edible one,
A mouth like a stickleback,-
A thing quiescent!

But now-
The wild stream, the sea itself cannot contain me:
I dive with the black hag, the cormorant,
Or walk the pebbly shore with the humpbacked heron,
Shaking out my catch in the morning sunlight,
Or rise with the gar-eagle, the great-winged condor,
Floating over the mountains,
Pitting my breast against the rushing air,
A phoenix, sure of my body,
Perpetually rising out of myself,
My wings hovering over the shorebirds,
Or beating against the black clouds of the storm,
Protecting the sea-cliffs.

–Theodore Roethke
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2015/06/her-longing.html
Images of Cormorant below from google

On the road returning from sunrise, as we took photo of this wild flower,
a buzzing/roaring/mating hummingbird couple
was suddenly swooping up and down around my head!
We walked on to find Mr. Guru Rooster and his Golden Hen
in the old garden/sheeplot.

Below: The Songing Bird who is usually songing from morning to evening in the evergreen tree, was songing at top of its voice below....reminding that if you have a Song, it can be sung even when surrounded by man-made techno.....

A spirit that lives in this world
and does not wear the shirt of love,
such an existence is a deep disgrace.
Be foolishly in love,
because love is all there is.

There is no way into presence
except through a love exchange.
If someone asks, But what is love?
answer, Dissolving the will.

True freedom comes to those
who have escaped the questions
of freewill and fate.
Love is an emperor.
The two worlds play across him.
He barely notices their tumbling game.

Love and lover live in eternity.
Other desires are substitutes
for that way of being
. How long do you lay embracing a corpse?
Love rather the soul, which cannot be held.

Anything born in spring dies in the fall,
but love is not seasonal.
With wine pressed from grapes,
expect a hangover.
But this love path has no expectations.

You are uneasy riding the body?
Dismount. Travel lighter.
Wings will be given.
Be clear like a mirror
reflecting nothing.

Be clean of pictures and the worry
that comes with images.
Gaze into what is not ashamed
or afraid of any truth.
Contain all human faces in your own
without any judgment of them.

Be pure emptiness.
What is inside that? you ask.
Silence is all I can say.
Lovers have some secrets
That they keep.

~ Rumi
http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2014/12/be-foolishly-in-love.html

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"The Sound of No Shore" Sunrise/Afternoon June 6, 2015

6/6/2015

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Big rains continue now at sunrise....photos of sunrise below are from 11/28/14.

Photo from May 26, 2015

In the ocean are many bright strands and many dark strands
like veins that are seen when a wing is lifted up.

Your hidden self is blood in those,
those veins that are lute strings that make ocean music –
not the sad sound of surf,
but the sound of no shore.
–Rumi
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/06/your-hidden-self.html

12/22/14 #46

The rain continued all day....no afternoon beach photos ....

Just Is.......Beyond Being.......From Beyond The Silence
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/december-11th-2014

Sound from Beyond The Silence
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/sound-from-beyond-the-silence-sunriseafternoon-august-17-2014
(BOTH the above post from Aug 2014 and yesterday's post....
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/the-song-of-unknowing-sunriseafternoon-june-5-2015
have the SAME-appearing shell....i did not realize this until today...
both themes (state of consciousness) for both Aug 17, 2014 & and June 5. 2015 were similar..
..shells are now SO rare and have been the last few years.)...

November 18, 2012 Silent's Source of Life Sunrise
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/november-18-2012-silents-source-of-life-sunrise

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