To see, purely and simply, without name,
Without expectations, fears, or hopes,
At the edge where there is no I or not-I.
–Czeslaw Milosz
Without expectations, fears, or hopes,
At the edge where there is no I or not-I.
–Czeslaw Milosz
BASK & BE
THE GREATEST GIFT YOU GIVE
IS
THE GREAT NOTHING
BY BEING ONLY
IN TOTAL REPOSE OF PURE PEACE……
AT CORE LEVEL
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THE GREATEST GIFT YOU GIVE
IS
THE GREAT NOTHING
BY BEING ONLY
IN TOTAL REPOSE OF PURE PEACE……
AT CORE LEVEL
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DEEP WITHIN
THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF BEINGNESS IN FORM,
THERE IS
AN ETERNAL GLOW OF PURE LOVE LIGHT….
A LIGHT
THAT IS SO VAST,
IT IS THE ALPHA/OMEGA
PRIMORDIAL SOUP
OF CREATION…
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THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF BEINGNESS IN FORM,
THERE IS
AN ETERNAL GLOW OF PURE LOVE LIGHT….
A LIGHT
THAT IS SO VAST,
IT IS THE ALPHA/OMEGA
PRIMORDIAL SOUP
OF CREATION…
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this only
A valley and above it forests in autumn colors.
A voyager arrives, a map leads him there.
Or perhaps memory. Once long ago in the sun,
When snow first fell, riding this way
He felt joy, strong, without reason,
Joy of the eyes. Everything was the rhythm
Of shifting trees, of a bird in flight,
Of a train on the viaduct, a feast in motion.
He returns years later, has no demands.
He wants only one, most precious thing:
To see, purely and simply, without name,
Without expectations, fears, or hopes,
At the edge where there is no I or not-I.
–Czeslaw Milosz
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2014/11/this-only.html
A valley and above it forests in autumn colors.
A voyager arrives, a map leads him there.
Or perhaps memory. Once long ago in the sun,
When snow first fell, riding this way
He felt joy, strong, without reason,
Joy of the eyes. Everything was the rhythm
Of shifting trees, of a bird in flight,
Of a train on the viaduct, a feast in motion.
He returns years later, has no demands.
He wants only one, most precious thing:
To see, purely and simply, without name,
Without expectations, fears, or hopes,
At the edge where there is no I or not-I.
–Czeslaw Milosz
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2014/11/this-only.html
BEYOND O WELL!
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DEEP WITHIN
THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF BEINGNESS
IN FORM,
THERE IS
AN ETERNAL GLOW
OF
PURE LOVE LIGHT….
A LIGHT
THAT IS SO VAST,
IT IS THE ALPHA/OMEGA
PRIMORDIAL SOUP
OF CREATION…
…THAT WHICH IS BEYOND HUMAN MIND AND
UNDERSTANDING.
THIS DEAR HEART,
IS YOU
THAT IS EXPERIENCED BY ME…
AND ALL OTHERS AT SOUL LEVEL.
AGAIN,
THE HUMAN MIND CANNOT GRASP THIS, HENCE NO HUMAN
WHO KNOWS ONLY HUMAN CONDITION, CAN GRASP YOU.
GREAT NEWS, EH?
A YOU THAT ENCOMPASSES AND JOINS OTHERS
SO
THAT
THERE IS ONENESS
AT SOUL LEVEL,
REGARDLESS
OF AN OTHER’S
HUMAN MIND.
THIS DEAR HEART,
IS THE RARE AND PRECIOUS FORM
THAT YOU ARE
UPON THIS PLANET.
YOUR GREAT BEING
IS SO GREAT
THAT MANY OTHERS NOTICE NOT
WITH THEIR MINDS,
WHICH ALLOWS
THEM TO BENEFIT
AND BASK IN YOUR BEINGNESS
WITHOUT DISTURBANCE.
IN OTHER WORDS,
THEY CAN
BASK AND BE,
BE AND BASK.
…REGARDLESS
OF THEIR HUMAN CHATTER AND MINDSPEAK.
PERHAPS
WE COULD SAY
THAT THEIR
HUMAN CHATTER
IN FACT
ALLOWS THEIR MINDS TO BE DISTRACTED,
AND THEREFORE UNABLE TO RESIST,
SUCH AN INFUSION
FOR THEIR SOULS
THAT IS SIMPLY
WITH THEM
THE MOMENT THEY ARE WITH YOU…
THE MOMENT THEY THINK OF YOU…AND LET’S FACE IT….
IT IS HAPPENING ALL OF THE TIME ANYWAY.
THOUGHT OR NO THOUGHT.
REALIZATION
OR
NO REALIZATION.
WHAT A TRIP TO BE REMOVED FROM SAVING THE UNIVERSE FROM ITSELF….
JUST BY BEING WHO YOU ARE.
HOW CAN YOU BE ANYTHING ELSE?
TO BE OTHER
THAN WHO YOU ARE
IS THE BURDEN…
A BURDEN YOU ARE NOT WITH,
NOR HAVE YOU
EVER REALLY
BEEN WITH.
RECALL,
FOR A MOMENT,
THE EXCRUCIATING EARTH INTENSE “EMERGENCIES”
THAT YOU WERE BROUGHT THRU IN PERFECT ACTION,
IN PERFECT FORM.
THESE ARE ALL GLIMPSES OF THE UNWAVERING
MODE OF BEING
THAT YOU ARE ALWAYS,
ALL WAYS,
IN/OF/AS.
THE ENTIRE LIFETIME
IS AN EMERGENCY,
IN OTHER WORDS.
EVERY MOMENT….HA….SO ONE JUST AS SIGH:
“O WELL”< RELAX…..
AND ENJOY THE INNER BLISS
AS ALL SORTS
ITSELF IN
THE OUTER DRAMAS.
THE GREATEST GIFT YOU GIVE
IS THE GREAT NOTHING
BY BEING ONLY
IN TOTAL REPOSE OF PURE PEACE……
AT CORE LEVEL.
THE ACTIONS
THAT ARE PErFORMED BY YOU,
ARE IN FACT PERFORMED/DANCED THRU YOU.
OTHERS PERCEIVE THIS AS YOU,
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT THEIR MINDS NEED TO PERCEIVE
AT
THOSE MOMENTS.
HOLD IN PEACE
THAT PASSETH ALL EARTHLY MIND UNDERSTANDING.
HOW CAN IT BE OTHERWISE?
'All bliss in my life
has been the outcome
of unceasing tears and continual sighs
through the heart of night.'
Hafiz
What I most want
is to spring out of this personality,
then to sit apart
from that leaping.
I've lived too long where I can be reached.
Rumi
Whoever Brought Me Here, Will Have To Take Me Home. All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
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
∞
Scribed all of the above 12/29/05, 3 a.m. for Janet - a Friend who would always just end up sighing/saying out loud: “O Well……” regardless of the inner/outer event.
Then this is received, 12/30/05, from Marilyn:
I so hope that all is well with you
—that being centered is easy and flowing and gracious--
as you are even when you don't think you are.
∞
When I'm outside
the saying of it,
I get very quiet
and
rarely speak at all.
Rumi
Scribed
¥
ew
December 29, 2005 3 A.M.
Harbour Island
ew
DEEP WITHIN
THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF BEINGNESS
IN FORM,
THERE IS
AN ETERNAL GLOW
OF
PURE LOVE LIGHT….
A LIGHT
THAT IS SO VAST,
IT IS THE ALPHA/OMEGA
PRIMORDIAL SOUP
OF CREATION…
…THAT WHICH IS BEYOND HUMAN MIND AND
UNDERSTANDING.
THIS DEAR HEART,
IS YOU
THAT IS EXPERIENCED BY ME…
AND ALL OTHERS AT SOUL LEVEL.
AGAIN,
THE HUMAN MIND CANNOT GRASP THIS, HENCE NO HUMAN
WHO KNOWS ONLY HUMAN CONDITION, CAN GRASP YOU.
GREAT NEWS, EH?
A YOU THAT ENCOMPASSES AND JOINS OTHERS
SO
THAT
THERE IS ONENESS
AT SOUL LEVEL,
REGARDLESS
OF AN OTHER’S
HUMAN MIND.
THIS DEAR HEART,
IS THE RARE AND PRECIOUS FORM
THAT YOU ARE
UPON THIS PLANET.
YOUR GREAT BEING
IS SO GREAT
THAT MANY OTHERS NOTICE NOT
WITH THEIR MINDS,
WHICH ALLOWS
THEM TO BENEFIT
AND BASK IN YOUR BEINGNESS
WITHOUT DISTURBANCE.
IN OTHER WORDS,
THEY CAN
BASK AND BE,
BE AND BASK.
…REGARDLESS
OF THEIR HUMAN CHATTER AND MINDSPEAK.
PERHAPS
WE COULD SAY
THAT THEIR
HUMAN CHATTER
IN FACT
ALLOWS THEIR MINDS TO BE DISTRACTED,
AND THEREFORE UNABLE TO RESIST,
SUCH AN INFUSION
FOR THEIR SOULS
THAT IS SIMPLY
WITH THEM
THE MOMENT THEY ARE WITH YOU…
THE MOMENT THEY THINK OF YOU…AND LET’S FACE IT….
IT IS HAPPENING ALL OF THE TIME ANYWAY.
THOUGHT OR NO THOUGHT.
REALIZATION
OR
NO REALIZATION.
WHAT A TRIP TO BE REMOVED FROM SAVING THE UNIVERSE FROM ITSELF….
JUST BY BEING WHO YOU ARE.
HOW CAN YOU BE ANYTHING ELSE?
TO BE OTHER
THAN WHO YOU ARE
IS THE BURDEN…
A BURDEN YOU ARE NOT WITH,
NOR HAVE YOU
EVER REALLY
BEEN WITH.
RECALL,
FOR A MOMENT,
THE EXCRUCIATING EARTH INTENSE “EMERGENCIES”
THAT YOU WERE BROUGHT THRU IN PERFECT ACTION,
IN PERFECT FORM.
THESE ARE ALL GLIMPSES OF THE UNWAVERING
MODE OF BEING
THAT YOU ARE ALWAYS,
ALL WAYS,
IN/OF/AS.
THE ENTIRE LIFETIME
IS AN EMERGENCY,
IN OTHER WORDS.
EVERY MOMENT….HA….SO ONE JUST AS SIGH:
“O WELL”< RELAX…..
AND ENJOY THE INNER BLISS
AS ALL SORTS
ITSELF IN
THE OUTER DRAMAS.
THE GREATEST GIFT YOU GIVE
IS THE GREAT NOTHING
BY BEING ONLY
IN TOTAL REPOSE OF PURE PEACE……
AT CORE LEVEL.
THE ACTIONS
THAT ARE PErFORMED BY YOU,
ARE IN FACT PERFORMED/DANCED THRU YOU.
OTHERS PERCEIVE THIS AS YOU,
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT THEIR MINDS NEED TO PERCEIVE
AT
THOSE MOMENTS.
HOLD IN PEACE
THAT PASSETH ALL EARTHLY MIND UNDERSTANDING.
HOW CAN IT BE OTHERWISE?
'All bliss in my life
has been the outcome
of unceasing tears and continual sighs
through the heart of night.'
Hafiz
What I most want
is to spring out of this personality,
then to sit apart
from that leaping.
I've lived too long where I can be reached.
Rumi
Whoever Brought Me Here, Will Have To Take Me Home. All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
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
∞
Scribed all of the above 12/29/05, 3 a.m. for Janet - a Friend who would always just end up sighing/saying out loud: “O Well……” regardless of the inner/outer event.
Then this is received, 12/30/05, from Marilyn:
I so hope that all is well with you
—that being centered is easy and flowing and gracious--
as you are even when you don't think you are.
∞
When I'm outside
the saying of it,
I get very quiet
and
rarely speak at all.
Rumi
Scribed
¥
ew
December 29, 2005 3 A.M.
Harbour Island
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