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ALL IS GENTLE DEJA VU        "If you become the fragrance...."                              Sunrise/Afternoon  January 21, 2017

1/21/2017

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BE THE ONLY REALITY YOU TRULY ARE
AND ALL BECOMES A GENTLE DÉJÀ VU
WITHOUT ADOS’ IDO.
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A DÉJÀ VU SOURCED IN THE QUANTUM DIMENSIONAL
COSMIC GRACE OF TAO…
EFFORTLESS EASE
CONTAINING ALL
ALPHA OMEGA
DOUBLE OUROBOROS
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RESURRECTION
ew
4:14 AM-1/21/17
 “If you become the fragrance,
​ you will become the very source of creation.”
Sadhguru
http://isha.sadhguru.org/blog/sadhguru/spot/pure-perception-no-judgement/?utm_source=mailchimp&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=dmq-blog
This is the nature of fragrance:
If you only know the beauty of the fragrance, you become a romantic.
If you know the chemistry of the fragrance, you become a scientist.
If you know the ecstasy of the fragrance, you could become a mystic.
​ If you become the fragrance, you will become the very source of creation.
Sadhguru
http://isha.sadhguru.org/blog/sadhguru/spot/pure-perception-no-judgement/?utm_source=mailchimp&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=dmq-blog
∞ BE ALL THAT IS......AND BEYOND ∞
ew
5:21 AM-1/21/17
10:20 AM-1/21/17
Just this moment, the below Found Us via a Sharing of Memory via Facebook from a post done by Dorothea Muni shared a memory. 2 years ago.
The SYNCHRONICITY of this re-Appearance at this moment.... is Deliciously Uncanny....
...yet another "Gentle Deja Vu"!!!!!....
in a Resurrected Life.

​In the Garden of The Beloved
January 21, 2015 at 2:48am

 A GESTURE OF LOVE
It was a Gesture of Love,
Not a skill "learned",
This coming to the Inner Presence.
I could not grasp, or The Beloved would flee,
I could not seek to hold and sustain,
Or The Friend would vanish.
The Inner Presence itself taught me this.

It was a gentle turning of Attention,
A movement of Affection,
Within, where I could not locate myself...
And yet... Aliveness Shone.

It was not enough to come to this place,
Where, unable to find myself,
"I" become Vast and Limitless.
For this "I", as well,
However subtle the feeling,
Had to Vanish.

There, at that Juncture,
I moved from thoughtful investigation,
To Feeling enquiry.

For although I could not find yourself,
I was most surely able,
To Feel myself.
Where no "I" was found,
I Felt what... Is.

And Rested there, ever more deeply.

The mind's capabilities exhausted,
I Felt for that which was there,
Before ever I learned...
"Who" I was,
"What" I was,
"How" I was...
Before ever I knew,
What "I" meant,
And "I" and "thou" arose.

The Beloved awaited there,
To Vanish with me,
Into the Great Mystery…
Which no words can describe.
​
My own Shining Aliveness,
Before this twinkling Dream ever sparkled...
From the Infinitely faceted diamond of…
Stop now... and Feel.
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
...and NOW
(3:04 p.m.-1/21/17)
we have just returned from an Afternoon Beach "Session"...
...mostly solitary beach except for the birds...
The Afternoon beach experience was (IS) the SAME
as what Chuck Surface wrote that is above....
...i did NOT consciously remember his Wordings while on the beach....
...but NOW,
as we re-read them just before posting the slideshow photos above...
​ and then below
some of the 192 photos taken...
(YES..that's how magnificent the time out there was (IS) ).....
...we again Experience the Synchronicity of Chuck's Wordings
with the
Afternoon Experience on the beach.
It was a Gesture of Love,
Not a skill "learned",
This coming to the Inner Presence.
I could not grasp, or The Beloved would flee,
I could not seek to hold and sustain,
Or The Friend would vanish.
The Inner Presence itself taught me this.
It was a gentle turning of Attention,
A movement of Affection,
Within, where I could not locate myself...
And yet... Aliveness Shone.
It was not enough to come to this place,
Where, unable to find myself,
"I" become Vast and Limitless.
For this "I", as well,
However subtle the feeling,
Had to Vanish.
There, at that Juncture,
I moved from thoughtful investigation,
To Feeling enquiry.
For although I could not find yourself,
I was most surely able,
To Feel myself.
Where no "I" was found,
I Felt what... Is.
And Rested there, ever more deeply.
The mind's capabilities exhausted,
I Felt for that which was there,
Before ever I learned...
"Who" I was,
"What" I was,
"How" I was...
Before ever I knew,
What "I" meant,
And "I" and "thou" arose.
The Beloved awaited there,
To Vanish with me,
Into the Great Mystery…
Which no words can describe.
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My own Shining Aliveness,
Before this twinkling Dream ever sparkled...
From the Infinitely faceted diamond of…
Stop now... and Feel.
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above Wordings from
Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
​In the Garden of The Beloved
January 21, 2015 at 2:48am
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WELL BEING'S STILLNESS   Sunrise/Afternoon  January 16, 2017                "Unimaginable Grace - Endless Enlightening"

1/16/2017

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WELL BEING’S STILLNESS
BEYOND WORDS, THOUGHTS, TIME & SPACE
∞
TAO CORE PRESIDES
ew
4:36 AM-1/16/17
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Illumination
The moment-to-moment Experience of existing,
Imbued with the Ecstasy of Pure Awareness,
Timeless, spaceless, objectless... selfless,
Diminished in its arising in Form,
But unmistakably “of” its Source,
Water from that Ocean, Light from that Sun.
To the Hindus… The Ananda of Satchitananda.
To the Christians… The Presence of the Holy Spirit.
​ To the Sufis… The Perfume of The Beloved.
From Chuck Surface:

A River of Formless Pure Awareness,
Flowing effortlessly into form,
Into the Wellspring of the Heart,
Overflowing… flooding even the physical form,
​ With Fullness, Completion, and Bliss.
Not simply peace, happiness, and joy,
On the level of psychology and emotion,
Not simply a profound understanding,
​ An apperception born of knowledge,
But the Orgasmic Ecstasy of Union.
Not constrained to eyes shut in “meditation” ,
But with eyes open,
Here…
In this Dream of manifest existence...
​ Formlessness Shining into and as Form.
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The Beloved, ever within us,
Her Heart beating in ours, as ours.
The Embrace of Shiva and Shakti,
The Ecstasy of their Union.
​ For others... the touch of God.
Untouched, unmoved, impenetrable,
By the ever-changing circumstances,
And vicissitudes of conditionality,
Even as storms rage,
In the realms of psychology and emotion.
Ever-present, as Unimaginable Grace,
Even in moments,
​Of deepest Sorrow, Deepest Despair, Deepest Fear.
This Ineffably Sublime Presence,
Shining as the True Sat Guru,
The True Murshid,
The True Teacher,
In the Secret Garden of The Heart.
The Comforter,
The Teacher,
​ The Beloved.
Illumination is, quite clearly,
The single… most… important… thing.
Except, of course... for Liberation,
Which is, quite clearly,
​ The single… most… important… thing.
Except, of course, for Illumination,
Which is, quite clearly…Liberation
The cessation of the felt sense of “I”,
The vanishing, across the whole of Being,
Of the contraction of “me”.
The Ancient Memory of “myself”, vanished,
Even as memories remain,
​ Of a life lived only by… Life.
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Where that Ancient Feeling of “I” was felt,
Now… Only Serene Emptiness.
No one, no thing,
Where I had been.
Emptiness… Fullness.
Concern for Stature, vanquished,
With the vanishing of the one
​ Who would be made great, or brought low.
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Concern for enlightenment, vanquished,
With the vanishing of the one
Who would become so.
The cessation of identity with anything,
Even with “That”,
Even with… “Consciousness”.
And with that vanishing…
The end of all grasping, all seeking,
Resting, at last, as…
​Unlocatable Aliveness.
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All movement to or from, ceased,
In the Deepest Subjective Experience,
Untouched, Unmoving, Impenetrable.
Liberation is, quite clearly,
The single… most… important… thing.
Except, of course... for Illumination,
Which is, quite clearly
​The single… most… important… thing.
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Except, of course, for Liberation,
Which is, quite clearly…
Endless Enlightening
I don't care for the word “enlightenment”.
So exalted, so elevated,
So… final.
A word encrusted with aeons of debris,
Mired in cultural mythologies,
​Reduced by pundits to exhausted concept.
And in these times, as in all ages,
A word defiled,
By those who wrap themselves in its glory.
Awakening, Realization, Enlightenment.
I cringe.
How would I use this word,
This dirtied finger,
Pointing at the moon?
I would change it from noun to verb,
​To… “Enlightening”.
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E n d l e s s E n l i g h t e n i n g.
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It would include Illumination's Beatitude*,
And the Inexpressible Freedom of Liberation,
​But more… so much more…​
What more… I cannot say.
For this Experience of Being,
Is ever and always,
 A Great Mystery.
But of a certainty,
No finality, no summit attained,
No “perfection” achieved.
I would call it a Way of Being,
​ In Honesty, Humility, Compassion, Simplicity.​
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Endless Enlightening is, quite clearly,
​The single… most… important… thing.
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* Beatitude: 
Supreme blessedness, benediction, grace, bliss, ecstasy, exaltation, divine joy, divine rapture.
​
​Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
.https://www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved

In the Garden of The Beloved
January 14 at 11:23am
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"ALREADY PREGNANT"   BEYOND KNOWING AND NOT-KNOWING                                       Sunrise/Afternoon  August 13, 2016

8/13/2016

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BE STILL BEYOND KNOWING & NOT-KNOWING
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CESSATION OF THINKING/TALKING
ALLOWS PERFECT POSSESSION
OF
DIVINE GRACE
ew
3:37 AM-8/13/16
The seeker after stillness should be told that the stillness is always there.
Indeed it is in every man.
But he has to learn, first, to let it in and, second, how to do so.
The first beginning of this is to remember.
The second is to recognize the inward pull.
For the rest, the stillness itself will guide and lead him to itself.
Paul Brunton
The words of the Mystics will only touch your Soul
If your Heart is already pregnant.
How will you know?
The baby will kick!
Chuck Surface

https://www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved/
http://www.gardenofthebeloved.com/
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This silence, this moment, every moment,
if it's genuinely inside you,
brings what you need.
There's nothing to believe.
Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty.
Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say,
'Be more silent.'
Die and be quiet.
Quietness is the surest sign that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running from silence.
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence."
Rumi
Silence is the mother of everything
that has come out from the Depth.
And Silence kept quiet
about what she was unable to describe:
the Unspeakable.
~Clement of Alexandria 
Silence is ancient.
Silence has been in the space
you are at this very moment
for longer than anything else has.
It will remain after you leave and exist long after
all other things have faded.
Pagan reflections Yule: The Silence of Winter 
Silence is the universal refuge,
the sequel to all dull discourses and all foolish acts,
a balm to our every chagrin,
as welcome after satiety as after disappointment;
that background which the painter may not daub, be he master or bungler,
and which, however awkward a figure we may have made in the foreground, remains ever our inviolable asylum,
where no indignity can assail, no personality can disturb us.
Thoreau
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"WHAT IF????"   IT ALL ALREADY IS............... A GENTLE DEJA VU                                           Sunrise/Afternoon  August 12, 2016

8/11/2016

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∞
IF IT’S MEANT TO BE
IT ALREADY IS
AND
LIFE BECOMES
A GENTLE DÉJÀ VU
ew –
 mid 1980’s
East TN Woods Sanctarii
∞
∞
IF IT’S MEANT TO BE
IT ALREADY IS
∞
THE RESURRECTED LIFE
IS ALWAYS
A GENTLE DÉJÀ VU
ew
3:24 AM-8/12/16
Harbour Island, Bahamas
∞
I trust my effortless knowing
and the whispered guidance
of my self-sovereign heart
Almine
8/12/16
https://www.alminediary.com/messages-from-the-future/
WHAT IF?
Chuck Surface

What if you knew little of the walled villages,
Of religion, of belief, of faith, and philosophy,
And then experienced, one day,
What seemed, when considered after the fact,
A loss of consciousness,
The vanishing of Everything from Awareness,
Including yourself as the one aware, and yet…

Awareness continued?
And what if the nature of that Awareness,
Pure and unsullied by space, time, and objects,
In which even you, the experiencer, had vanished,
Was so Ineffably Sublime that words did not exist,
To express its Ecstasy, its Rapture, its Perfection,
The Fulfillment of your Heart's Desire,
Fullness, Completion, Bliss, and…

Love?
And what if you found yourself, thereafter,
Imbued always with the touch of that Heaven,
Felt as a Radiance in the Locus of your Heart,
Sometimes the ambient background of experience,
Sometimes flooding the foreground, acutely,
Ever available to the mind's Attention,
Ever available to the Heart's Remembrance…

A Wellspring of Grace.
And what if you then entered the spiritual marketplace,
In search of someone, anyone, to explain the Mystery,
Wandering the rows of stalls, past the shouting sellers,
Each declaring the “Truth”, and decrying the others,
Until your eyes and ears could bear it no longer,
And your Heart, bruised, pleaded with you to leave,
The pedantry, the arguments, the profaning of Love…

And return to the Simple Experience?
The simple Experience, not yet profaned by the mind,
Beyond knowledge and understanding,
Not poured into the mold of another's interpretation,
Not bound by prescription, proscription, and dogma,
Not requiring you to do this, and refrain from that,
Without cause, without condition, ever present,
A touch of Heaven ever Shining…

Grace, Unimaginable.
And what if, in time, that Presence in your Heart,
Like a Wellspring of Transmutation, within,
Diminished the terrible pain of your self,
Leaving intact all that you had taken yourself to be,
But stealing from your experience, the felt sense of “you”,
That very felt sense that had vanished that fateful day,
So long ago, in time, when time and all things Vanished…

And only The Mystery remained.
And what if, now free of the need for knowledge,
You returned to the spiritual marketplace,
Moved now only by Curiosity, Wonder, and Love,
And found yourself Dancing past the stalls,
Stealing this jewel from here, that jewel from there,
Until, your satchel full to overflowing,
You Bless them all, and return again…

To the Simple Experience?
And what if you then were moved by Delight, 
To declare in poetic verse,
“Ah… this Most Beautiful Presence,
This Shining Radiance within,
This Exquisite Rapture,
This Fulfillment of all desire,
The Divine Thief that has stolen ‘me’…
I will call it God,
I will call it Brahman,
I will call it The Beloved,
I will call it The Holy Spirit,
I will call it Emptiness,
I will call it The Inner Light,
I will call it The Unnameable…

I will call it Love.”
And what if you were told,
To your surprise and amazement,
By some among the Friends you made,
That the ember in their Hearts,
Ignited, to their Delight and Inspiration,
In moments of Relationship with you,
Shining ever more Brightly, over time?
Until they found themselves, in time,
Imbued always with the touch of that Heaven,
Felt as a Radiance in the Locus of their Heart,
Sometimes the ambient background of experience,
Sometimes flooding the foreground, acutely,
Ever available to their mind's Attention,
Ever available to their Heart's Remembrance…
I will call that…

The Transmission of The Flame.
And what if you found, in the course of your life,
No finality in the milestones come to along The Way,
No flag to be planted, no summit to declare,
And that however Profound and Transmuting,
More should not be made of them,
Than should be made,
Each being merely a juncture arrived at…

On a Journey of…
Endless Enlightening.
Chuck Surface

In the Garden of The Beloved
August 9 at 7:21pm

http://www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com



All Sunrise Photos in order taken
See
Read More
below

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RESURRECTION'S LILA              "You Become what you Love "Too Drunk to care....having sipped The Beloved's Wine"  8/4/16  

8/4/2016

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TIME (& MUCH ELSE) CEASES TO EXIST
WHEN SOURCED BEYOND TIME
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IN/OF/AS BREATH
OF
ORIGINAL SOURCE
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LIFE AS A CHESSBOARD GAME
OF POLARIZED EGOIC PLOYS DISINTEGRATES
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PLOYS<DIVINE PLAY
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UNWAVERING
RESURRECTION'S LILA
ew
3:34 AM-8/4/16

see below for more re: LILA
http://www.freakybeautiful.com/2013/09/lila-sanskrit-word-both-creators-and.html
The world that we have created is so super masculine
that it is not even good for a man –
definitely not good for a woman.
Sadhguru
From this morning's newsletter/blog quote withhis article:
Can man and woman ever be equal?
http://isha.sadhguru.org/blog/lifestyle/relationships/can-man-and-woman-ever-be-equal/?utm_source=mailchimp&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=dmq-blog
Leela
(also spelled Lila)
means you bring playfulness into your life the way you know it.

.....the most responsible way to live is to be playful with life.
It is absolutely irresponsible to walk around with a long face.
Being playful is being responsible.
Only when you are playful, you can be responsive to life.
When you are serious, life around you does not exist for you –
it is only about you and your nonsense.

You can truly respond to everything in the world only if you are playful.
Otherwise, just the burden of it will kill you.
Sadhguru
Excerpt from EXCELLENT article here
http://isha.sadhguru.org/blog/yoga-meditation/history-of-yoga/essence-of-leela-devotion-and-playfulness/
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In the Garden of The Beloved
August 2 at 5:49pm ·

WHAT'S LEFT OF US
The day will surely come, if you Love,
When you're no longer able to feel,
Where The Beloved ends, within,
And what's left of you begins.
What's left of you will swirl,
Tumbling and turning,
Like the confused waves,
Where river meets Ocean.
Are you two, Lover and Beloved?
Or One, dreaming of two?
What's left of you,
Will be too Drunk to care.
Having sipped The Beloved's Wine.
The Beloved is the Living Water,
Within which what's left of us,
Sinks, Dissolving, like a salt doll.
The Beloved is the Air,
Within which what's left of us,
Flutters like a dry leaf.
The Beloved is the Earth,
Receiving what's left of us,
When we fall.
The Beloved is the Fire,
Consuming what's left of us,
Ashes, clinging to Her feet.
The Beloved is The Comforter and Teacher,
The Giver of Roses, the Server of Wine,
The Wellspring of Grace.
Nearer than what's left of us,
Dearer than what's left of us,
Hoo!
Where does what's left of us,
Seek the Wellspring of Grace?
Within... ever more deeply, within.
And what is the Key to Union,
To Liberation and Illumination,
To the Dissolution of what's left of us?
Love, above all else.
For like a fruit ripening, in time,
You become what you Love.
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved

In the Garden of The Beloved
August 2 at 5:49pm
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RESURRECTION'S EFFORTLESS EASE                                  "No Longing.....sand for dinner"  Sunrise/Afternoon  July 30, 2016

7/30/2016

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RADIANCE OF AUTHENTIC BEING
PARTS ALL RED SEAS
CLEARS SOULS’ PATHS
WITHOUT PERSONAL VOLITIONS
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RESURRECTION'S
EFFORTLESS EASE HAPPENINGS
ew
2:34 AM-7/30/16
Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,
but love unexplained is clearer.
Rumi
Yes Rumi!!!  You are so "spot on"...
.....but we need to say three things right now:

1. Almost all photos for this morning are truly on "AUTO" camera setting...these physical eyes could hardly "believe" the vibrancy of colors on beach this morning.
2.  Towards the end there are a few,  that are obviously on "Vivid" setting, especially to Enhance the Alchemical Pure Gold we saw and experience
in the Vast Tao Core of All.
3.  There is SO MUCH the only way to do this is put all photos in order taken in the Read More section at end..
YES!....the whole morning without words....
only your own Inner Experiences Dancing
with Mother Nature this morning,
via  the  language you Experience while Pausing with the photos.

A few morning samplers are below.

And Now, returning to Rumi:


Only love can explain itself.


http://dailyrumi.livejournal.com/281439.html
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Afternoon
Wordings by Chuck Surface
..
Hoist the sail of Longing, even in the doldrums,
On the chance the Winds of Grace might come,
And carry you away to Heaven.
No sail... no sailing.
Go to The River and touch the Waters,
In the chance The Current might sweep you away,
And drown you in your Heart's Desire.
No walk to the river... no drowning.
Rest, and fool the frenetic mind,
Into falling headlong into Dissolution,
While The Heart falls Heartlong into Bliss.
No Rest... no Dissolution and Bliss.
Surrender, quit struggling, quit fighting,
And Collapse into the Aliveness you are,
Like a wave resolving into the Ocean.
No Surrender... no Resolution.
Cease your endless wandering, out there,
And Rest, Attentively, in Here,
Until the wanderer Vanishes into its Source.
No inward turning... no Heaven.
Relax the contracted focus of Attention,
On this, that, and the other,
And take in Everything... All At Once.
No Inclusion... no Wholeness.
Feel yourself as the Field of Perception,
Within which, from which, as which,
All appears and vanishes.
No screen... no Movie.
Find a place, thing, or Friend,
In whose Presence you are effortlessly Taken,
And allow yourself to be Taken.
No allowing... no being Taken.
Cry out with your Whole Being...
To Life... to God... to the Great Mystery,
For Union, Benediction, and Liberation.
No Longing... sand for dinner.
Chuck Surface

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
In the Garden of The Beloved
July 27 at 5:17pm
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for all sunrise photos

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"A Movement of Grace.....Until We Vanish.....!"

6/6/2016

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IN TSUNAMI WAVES
DIVE DEEPLY OR RIDE ON TOP
DISAPPEAR INTO VAST VOID OR RAREFIED ELEVATIONS
UNTIL ANY “YOU” IS ALL THE SAME
BECAUSE
FOR “YOU”
IT’S ALL TSUMANI’S TSUNAMI
∞
COSMIC GRACE
 OF
TAO’D CORE SUFFICETH
ew
1:23 AM-6/6/16

Surrender... a movement of Grace.

It is Grace that calls us,
Grace that moves us,
And Grace that sustains us,
Until we Vanish…
In its welcoming arms.
Chuck Surface

excerpt from:
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
In the Garden of The Beloved
June 4 at 1:49pm
also see Read More at end
.......and the moment after "believing" the sun would NOT peep thru clouds again, we glanced to horizon to see the below!
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 Imprints of Ancient Bird Memories
The sun looked and felt more like a rising moon this morning...
.Sign of The Times Androgyny??
There was a report of extra strong solar flares surrounding this date...
Symbolic of Cosmic Grace??
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You that give new life to this planet,
you that transcend logic,
come.
I am only an arrow.
Fill your bow with me and let fly.   
~Rumi
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2016/06/06/17404/

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UNFATHOMABLE GRACE - "A Most Exquisite ' Possession' "                                             Sunrise/Afternoon  May 18, 2016 

5/18/2016

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UNFATHOMABLE GRACE
< 
“ALONE WITH THE ALONE”
SUFFICES THRU ALL
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3:12 AM-5/18/16
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A Most Exquisite "Possession"
Chuck Surface
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At first, before years had passed,
And pundits brought advaitic literature,
And he learned the language of nonduality,
Ramana referred to his condition,
Using a Tamil word, "avesam"...
Meaning... "Possession".

"Something" had become an aspect,
Of his ongoing experience of being,
"Something" not previously so;
Within... felt... visceral... palpable,
An experiential "Presence" of...
The Self?
God?
The Beloved?
The Lord?
In any case...
A most Wonderful "Possession".
He spoke then, not in abstractions,
Not in nondual terminology,
Of a conceptual framework of "reality",
But pointed to Direct Experience,
To a "Felt Sense", Within...
A most Extraordinary "Possession".
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Something was there which had not been,
In his ongoing experience of being,
Now effortlessly ever present,
Uncaused, untouched, unmoved,
By the vicissitudes of conditionality.
A most Sublime "Possession".
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Bird in Flight - Path of Sunlight
The Beloved is,
Before the duality of She and I,
But She is, as well, this duality,
In which I revel in embodiment,
Illumined with the Benediction of...
A most... Exquisite... "Possession".

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved -
5/17/16
Too wonderfully rainy for beach this afternoon..
.. below is a stroll around the house with all plants
SO Happy for this much needed rain.
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The human soul does not want to be advised or fixed or saved.
It simply wants to be witnessed-
to be seen, heard and companioned exactly as it is. 
~Parker J. Palmer
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2016/05/18/16943/

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Above/Below -
large MORINGA tree Blossoming..at back door
....see at end for benefits of what they call The Miracle Tree
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MORINGA TREE
The Green Herb That Flushes Toxins and Fights Cancer
With NO Known Side Effects
http://fitlife.tv/30-amazing-benefits-of-moringa-plant-for-skin-hair-and-health/

1. The seeds of moringa contain 40 percent edible oil known as Ben oil. This clear, sweet and odourless oil is rich in antioxidants and is similar to olive oil in terms of its nutritional profile.It has an indefinite shelf life as it does not turn rancid like other oils.

2. Moringa leaves are the most widely used parts of this plant. These leaves are edible. They contain three times more iron than spinach.
3. Moringa contains all the essential amino acids needed by the body. Amino acids are the building blocks of proteins which are needed to grow, repair and maintain cells. Human body manufactures 10 to 12 amino acids. The remaining 8 amino acids are known as the essential amino acids which should be provided from everyday diet and moringa contains all of them. The list of essential amino acids and their benefits are given below. 
ISOLEUCINEHelps in building protein and enzymes and creation of biochemical components within the body.
LEUCINEBuilds protein and enzymes along with isoleucine to enhance body’s energy and alertness.
LYSINEEnsures the absorption of right amount of calcium by the body and aids in collagen formation and production of antibodies, hormones and enzymes. Maintains the balance of nutrients that reduce viral growth.
METHEONINEProvides sulphur to the body and prevents hair, skin and nail problems. Lowers cholesterol levels by increasing liver’s production of lecithin. Helps in reducing liver fat and bladder irritation.
PHENYLALAINEProduction of chemicals required to transmit signals between nerve cells and brain, thus reducing hunger pains. It also improves memory.
THREONINEForms an important part of collagen, elastin and enamel proteins. Assists metabolism, prevents fat build up in the liver and boosts digestive and intestinal tracts.
TRYTOHYANSupports the immune system and alleviates insomnia. Reduction of anxiety, depression and migraine symptoms. Decreases the risk of artery and heart spasms as it reduces cholesterol levels along with lysine.
VALINEPromotes a sharp mind, coordinated muscles and calm mood4. The Moringa leaves helps in boosting energy levels in a natural manner, which is long lasting. It is also found to heal ulcers, restrict tumors, reduce arthritis pain and inflammation and control blood pressure.
5. Daily consumption of moringa as part of the diet improves body’s natural defense mechanism. It is an immune stimulant and it is often prescribed for AIDS afflicted patients.
6. It is rich in vitamin A or beta-carotene and acts as an effective weapon against blindness.
7. It plays an important role in lactating mothers. Consumption of moringa is reported to cause a dramatic increase in breast milk.
8. As it balances the sugar levels, it can be extremely effective against diabetics.
9. Increased consumption of junk food in the present scenario can lead to high cholesterol levels. Moringa helps in balancing the cholesterol levels in the body.
10. Consumption of moringa leaves stimulates metabolism and cell structure of the body.
11. This plant also has several antibacterial properties and hence can be used as a purifier and as a natural detoxifier.
  • Moringa seeds mixed in impure water can help in absorbing all the impurities.
  • Moringa helps in the removal and excretion of toxic build up by attracting toxins from the blood.
12. No side effects of moringa leaves have been reported. Hence, it can be safely consumed by children and adults. Nowadays, it is used in porridge, pastas and breads to increase the nutrient content of meals.
13. Moringa supplements are better than most of the multivitamin and calcium supplements available in the market which use synthetic ingredients. Moringa supplements are prepared from moringa leaves and pods which are natural sources of calcium and multivitamins .Their processing method increases the availability and absorption of nutrients by the body.
14. Moringa seeds are used in the manufacture of perfumes and aromatherapy oils. The flowers of moringa are used in making herbal tea which contains flavonoids and antioxidants.
15. Due to their anti-inflammatory and antiseptic properties, moringa supplements facilitate quick healing of minor injuries like bruises, cuts and burns.
16. Roots of moringa are used in traditional medicine to control disorders of the circulatory system, for stimulating appetite and to improve the functioning of digestive tract. In addition to these, they can treat sexual dysfunctions, female reproductive tract problems and arthritis.
17. According to research, certain elements contained in moringa roots can cure ovarian cancer, kidney stones and inflammations. They improve the overall kidney function by enabling the body to flush out calcium and phosphates from kidneys more efficiently.

Hair Benefits Of Moringa:
Healthy hair improves the physical appearance to a great extent. Health problems or nutritional deficiencies can damage the hair and cause problems like dandruff, split ends and breakage. Hence, proper intake of vitamins and minerals is essential for maintaining healthy hair. Certain vitamins, minerals and amino acids are involved in the formation of keratin protein.
18. Moringa Oleifera has a high content of vitamin A, thus promoting hair growth and maintenance. Optimum delivery of oxygen and nutrients from the circulatory system to the hair follicle is vital for proper hair growth. Vitamin A plays an important role in the development of healthy cells and tissues in the body and reduction of hair loss. Deficiency of vitamin A can cause thickening of scalp, dry hair and dandruff.
19. Moringa plant also contains zinc which stimulates hair growth by enhancing the immune function. Zinc and silica along with vitamin A prevents drying and clogging of the sebaceous glands. Sebaceous glands are responsible for production of sebum. Deficiency of zinc can lead to atrophy of the hair follicles due to the impairment of DNA and protein synthesis. Zinc also influences the conformation of nucleic acids.
20. Vitamin E in moringa is a powerful antioxidant that stimulates blood circulation around the scalp. Proper flow of blood to the scalp helps in the absorption of more nutrients available in the hair follicles.
21. Moringa is a storehouse of all the nutrients required for healthy hair. Hair loss occurs due to the deficiency of vitamin B- especially B6, biotin, inositol and folic acid. Proper blood circulation to the scalp enables hair follicles to grow stronger and healthier. Vitamin C together with vitamin E helps in the improvement of blood circulation in the scalp. It is vital to maintain capillaries that carry blood onto the follicles.
22. Moringa contains abundant quantities of minerals such as calcium, iron, potassium, magnesium, selenium, copper and manganese which are essential for healthy hair.
23. Moringa oil is a natural supplement for improving the health and strength of hair and scalp. Regular massage with this oil helps in reducing split ends and dandruff .It supplies rejuvenating vitamins and minerals to the hair follicles and tissues of the scalp.

Skin Benefits Of Moringa:
Just like healthy hair, supply of proper nutrients is vital for the maintenance of healthy skin. Moringa is loaded with nutrients like calcium, vitamin A, B, C, D, E; minerals like copper, iron, zinc, magnesium, silica and manganese. Moringa has moisturizing and nourishing properties and an excellent cleansing ability which makes it an active ingredient in skin care products.
24. Moringa has been found to possess anti-ageing properties. The effect of free radicals on human skin causes the appearance of wrinkles and makes the skin aged and less resistant to lines. Moringa has excellent cleansing ability which aids in cleaning the skin cells of free radicals and restoring the vitality and youthful complexion of the skin.
25. Moringa leaves contain about 30 antioxidants that contribute greatly towards healthy skin. Moringa oil is highly absorbable and hence helps in delivering these powerful antioxidants to the skin cells.
26. Moringa leaves also contain sulphur. This mineral is present in every single cell of the body and is the key ingredient for Collagen and keratin. Collagen is an elastic substance that gives flexibility and softness to the skin and keratin is a rigid substance which gives the skin rigidity and strength. These two substances form the majority of skin tissue and are made up of proteins constructed from sulphur.
27. The seed extract of moringa herb is popular in the cosmetic industry due to its therapeutic skincare benefits and skin purifying properties. It possesses the ability to filter out impurities that are deeply rooted within the skin and has an amazing detoxifying and rejuvenating properties. It enhances the fairness of skin by balancing the natural skin color and tone. A paste made from moringa leaves beautifies the skin and can be used as a face mask.
28. The ben oil which is extracted from moringa seeds is used to soften and soothe baby’s’ skin.
29. Moringa seed extract is used in protective creams and has the ability to provide protection against cigarette smoke and heavy metal pollution.
30. It is a powerful cleaning agent and moringa seed powder is used as an active ingredient in deep cleansing creams and lotions. It protects the skin from adhering pollution and smog.

Nutritional Value Of Moringa:
The most amazing fact about moringa is that it is a storehouse of nutrients and medicinal chemicals. The various parts of this plant are rich in vitamin A, vitamin C, calcium, potassium, iron and protein. It contains a plethora of phytonutrients, eight essential amino acids and other powerful disease fighting antioxidants. According to the Ayurveda, moringa comprises of around 539 compounds capable of preventing 300 diseases. Moringa contains more than 90 nutrients and 46 different antioxidants which make it a powerhouse of nutrition. The table given below provides a gist of the nutritional value of this wonderful plant.
(check website to see this table)



Source: Moringa Organics


 Moringa leaves are a storehouse of nutrients. They contain seven times more potassium than bananas and twice the amount of protein as that contained in milk. Milk is considered to be an important source of calcium, but moringa leaves contain four times more calcium than milk. They contain four times more vitamin A or beta carotene than carrots. Moringa powder which is prepared by grinding the dried leaves of moringa contain seven times more vitamin C than oranges, 25 times the amount of iron in spinach, 36 times the amount of magnesium in eggs, 50 times more vitamin B3 than peanuts and 50 times more vitamin B2 than bananas.
 Moringa leaves compared to common foods
Values per 100gm. edible portion
(again...see webpate for this chart)


In addition to these nutrients, moringa leaves contains all the essential amino acids needed for growth and development of the body.
Amino Acid Content of Moringa Leaves:All values are per 100 grams of edible portion.
Fresh Leaves Dried Leaves.
Looking at the benefits of Moringa , it is imperative to include it in our diets and daily regime. With its antioxidant, purifying and detox properties it is the skin’s best friend. Always do a patch test before applying any new product on your skin like ben oil and the paste of moringa leaves. Moringa is an easy and delicious way to reap the benefits.


http://fitlife.tv/30-amazing-benefits-of-moringa-plant-for-skin-hair-and-health/
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BLISS OF TAO      "Remain as Before..... even “You” ever were."                                           Sunrise/Afternoon  March 3, 2016

3/3/2016

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BLISS OF TAO HAS NO BLEEDING HEART OR PREACHING MISSIONARY
TO SHARE OR BE DISTURBED
THIS COMPASSION JUST IS
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 “OLDER THAN GOD”*
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*Tao Te Ching #4
Stephen Mitchell Translation

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As long as you experience yourself as a limited entity,
you are bound to feel threatened.
Sadhguru

Excerpt from Chuck Surface:

Back, Behind, Before.
No sangha, tariqa, or community,
Can travel with “you”, Pilgrim,
On this most Solitary of Journeys,
From “you” to “You”…
Back, Behind, Before.
No sangha, tariqa, or community,
Can travel with “you”, Pilgrim,
On this most Solitary of Journeys,
From “you” to “You”…

Back, Behind, Before.
But take heart, weary soul,
For if you persevere with earnestness,
“you” will Vanish, into the Ineffable Sublimity,
That arises as "you" dissolve…

In the Ocean that "You" are.
Have no fear, and be of Good Cheer,
For although “you” will cease,
“You” will remain…
Shining, Ecstatic…
Before even “You” ever were.
Chuck Surface

(See Read More at end for Chuck's full Sharing)
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Bumble Bees, Levitation and Earth’s Magnetic Grid

Aerodynamically (a bee) can’t fly…. there’s a hollow cavity inside his system and when he beats his wings he starts to resonate with this energy that goes back and forth similar to a guitar strumming on one side of the room and hitting the same chord on the other side of the room, or somebody hitting a high C and breaking a crystal.
It’s the same thing. It’s resonance. 
(He) eventually reaches the resonance of the field around him (this resonance is the Earth’s rotational frequency due to its spin and is measured on today’s devices as 7.83Hz). 
Once the bumblebee hits that resonance, the frequency of his surroundings, he becomes a free agent.

He creates a magnetic bubble around himself and he can go anywhere he wants…

That’s not in any of the science books….
We have a conventional way of doing things
and we have a natural way of doing things
and they’re totally different.
They’re diametrically opposed in many many cases.


–Ralph Ring
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2016/03/bumble-bees-levitation-and-earths.html
See Read More Below for Full Sharing by Chuck Surface

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"The Seed of Grace"   -    SOULAS/DOULAS APPEAR                                                     Sunrise/Afternoon  February 13, 2015

2/13/2016

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BE YOGINI SILENT CORE BREATH
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ANDROGYNOUS SOULAS/DOULAS APPEAR
VIA
THE SYNCHRONICITIES OF TAO/DAO-QUANTUM DIMENSIONS’
COSMIC GRACE
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The Seed of Grace
Chuck Surface
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I could not turn back,
To the verdant forest,
Of the Great Teachings,
To take refuge there,
In those walled villages,
Of the known.
I could struggle no longer,
To know the unknowable,
To resolve all doubts,
Hoping, like the “enlightened”,
To speak with certitude,
And powerful authority.
In that Desert, I fell down,
Brought low by fierce Honesty,
Strength and hope, exhausted,
All strategy abandoned,
All movement to and from,
Ceased...
Only then did I find,
Buried in my Heart... within,
What I had sought... without,
And Dying there, at last,
In that most unlikely of places,
The Seed of Grace...

Blossomed.

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posted 2/12/16
The quieter you become,
the more you are able to hear.

~ Rumi

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The Seed of Grace
Chuck Surface
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I could not turn back,
To the verdant forest,
Of the Great Teachings,
To take refuge there,
In those walled villages,
Of the known.

I could struggle no longer,
To know the unknowable,
To resolve all doubts,
Hoping, like the “enlightened”,
To speak with certitude,
And powerful authority.

In that Desert, I fell down,
Brought low by fierce Honesty,
Strength and hope, exhausted,
All strategy abandoned,
All movement to and from,
Ceased...

Only then did I find,
Buried in my Heart... within,
What I had sought... without,
And Dying there, at last,
In that most unlikely of places,
The Seed of Grace...
Blossomed.
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"Live and wonder..."  "Nothing to understand"  A BirdSong One                                          Sunrise/Afternoon  January 18, 2016

1/18/2016

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COSMIC GRACE SUFFICETH
THE MURDER ARCHETYPE IS ONLY MURDER
IF ONE REMEMBERS NOT THE TAO OF ALL THAT IS
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LIFE IN FLESH FORM IS
BEING THE ALCHEMICAL VESSEL FOR COSMIC GRACE
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As Above...So Below...Be A Transparency---taken from Forward Fold Yoga Pose...Holding in Vast Silent Core
Nothing is spoken of belief, or faith,
For they, like you, have abandoned such,
And only the song of the birds is heard,
And the rustling of The Unknowable…
Through the leaves of your Souls.
Chuck Surface
(excerpt)
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 Chuck's full Sharing begins below
Tea In The Wilderness
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If you've abandoned the walled villages,
Of belief, faith, and dogma,
And Wander, alone, in The Wilderness,
You will not encounter many others there,
Where those requiring “knowledge” fear to go.
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Low Tide coarse sand...shell bits.....
There, where even a lean-to or rocky ledge,
Is too much shelter against the Great Mystery,
Where a single word says far too much,
Where the mouth is shut, but the eyes…
Like a child's, are wide open in Wonder.
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There, when you chance upon a Wanderer,
Gazing within, Absorbed in their own Vastness,
Unaware of your awareness of them,
You do not intrude upon that Inner Temple,
But quietly set a trap for their Heart.
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In a place close by, unseen,
You build a fire, and make Tea,
Waiting... ever so patiently to see,
If their Soul can sense the Aroma,
And turn to find, the Wilderness in you.
If they should turn, and come to Drink,
Nothing is spoken of belief, or faith,
For they, like you, have abandoned such,
And only the song of the birds is heard,
And the rustling of The Unknowable…
Through the leaves of your Souls.
Chuck Surface
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In the Garden of The Beloved
January 13 at 3:24pm
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Everything can be expressed without the emotional drama and trauma.
 Everything can be accepted without emotional drama and trauma.
 Only if we accept that life has no meaning and purpose other than to flow.
It is the nature of life force to manifest
just like its nature of flower to spread its fragrance.
It has no specific target ot purpose.
It just is.
So is the life -
-a force that is manifesting continuously -
-transforming, creating, and recycling.
Life is easy without any need to understand it...
..without any desire to liberate from it,
without any attachment to any outcome or purpose,
without any fear of action...... just live
Live and wonder....for there is nothing to understand.
http://www.silence-speaks.com/2015/11/live-and-wonder.html
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I want to sing like the birds sing,
not worry about who hears or what they think.
Rumi
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"The I AM when "I" am not.......  "...a Voice without sound..."                                                   Sunrise/Afternoon  January 8, 2016

1/8/2016

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VAST SILENCE CORE IN ALL CELLS OF PHYSICAL FORM
ALLOWS EVERSHINING’S CORE PEACE
 IN/OF/AS
QUANTUM DIMENSIONS
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 ALL THAT IS - AH!
ATIAH!
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The below in gold font from:
Chuck Surface
"I Am" Before "I" Am
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The Quest, as I knew it, was not "religious”,
But outside of those walled confines.
In fact, I railed against The Great Traditions,
For telling us of Heaven and “enlightenment”,
And then denying them to those of us,
Lacking in the requisite virtues.
For only the meritorious "attain",
Only the disciplined "transcend",
Only the "worthy" may enter,
Only those who "understand" will see,
Only those who "believe" are Blessed.
Rather, it was turning within, with all my Heart,
In search of Formless, Unmanifest “I”,
Before manifest “I” and the world arose,
That took me to Heaven;
An inward turning which resulted,
In the Absolute Vanishing of all duality…
Revealing I Am, without “I”.
It was, in a sense, what I Am,
Before "I" and the world appear,
But again, not rightly "I Am", at all,
For there was no sense, at all,
Of a formless “something”,
Aware only of ItSelf.
No thing at all alive, but only… Aliveness… Life.
After the fact, I pondered,
As it seems all who have Vanished do,
About "what" it was that had remained,
At the End of all Creation,
And "what" it was that lingered here;
This touch of Heaven's Rapture...
In the Heart of “I”, this Manifest Being.
But in all these years, I have found no words,
To describe the Indescribable Unmanifest,
The I Am, when “I” am not,
Or this Gift of Unimaginable Grace,
Here, in the Dream of manifestation,
My Companion, my Beloved… Myself?
It all remains, as do “I”, a Great Mystery…
Experienced, but beyond grasping,
To Which I pray ceaselessly,
In a Voice without sound,
The Radiant Heart,
Speaking to Itself.

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The calling is not to
Go beyond the mind.
The calling is to be, which is
Prior to the mind.
Wu Hsin
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Retreating to the point of creation,
what can possibly be said?
The voice of silence
Says it best.
Wu Hsin
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I am not I.
I am this one walking beside me
whom I do not see, whom
at times I manage to visit, and whom
at other times I forget;
who remains calm and silent while I talk,
and forgives gently, when I hate,

who walks where I am not,
who will remain standing
when I die.

–Juan Ramón Jiménez
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/search/label/Juan%20Ram%C3%B3n%20Ji
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The morning session of Amazing Whooshing Flow Yoga
continued to be "beyond-words" Auspicious....PLUS....the Ocean Beach in afternoon after some stormy/blustery cooler weather.....well, what to say, except we want to share Yoga photos from the morning, plus all afternoon photos in order photographed....in Honour of this day....so Fulled with Quantum Dimensional (QD) Synchronicities.........ew/dmm

Please go to this link for all photos:
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SO SIMPLE   ".... Remembering what you love."  "...Lost in Wonder"  Memory Lane Photos due a sunrise of gentle rain       12/9/15

12/9/2015

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Sunrise 12/2/14
SETTLING IN THIS ONE ETERNAL MOMENT….
THE ORIGINAL TOUCHSTONE OF ALL THAT IS
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ALPHA & OMEGA OUROBOROS
&
BEYOND
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Sunrise 1/4/15
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Sunrise 7/22/15
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Sunrise 7/22/15
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Photo Appears somewhere on a site i do not remember the same morning AFTER Sunrise 7/22/15
No rudder need be held,
Nor oars be brought to bear,
No sails through effort raised aloft.
No charts laid out to view,
Nor compassed stars divined,
To guide along your Way.
No strategies employed,
Nor practiced skills perfected,
No disciplines willfully engaged.
Adrift upon The Mystery,
All direction lost in Wonder,
To The Far Shore you will come…
By Remembering what you Love.
Chuck Surface
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AS "....a chick breaking it's shell...."                                     "there becomes a time when we become quite mad....'                                            Sunrise/Afternoon   November 13, 2015

11/13/2015

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∞AH!∞
THE FLOATING OF PERCEPTIONS, THOUGHTS, AWARENESSES
WITHOUT ATTACHING….
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NOTHING CAN ATTACH TO INNER CORE VAST VOID
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ORIGINAL LIFE
THAT DOES NOTHING BUT OVERFLOW
IN/OF/AS
∞DIVINE GRACE∞
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11/13/2015
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"There are only two kinds of people in the world:
the majority are running after shadows;
their begging bowls will remain with them 'til they enter their graves.
And a very small minority, one in a million,
stops running, drops all desires, asks for nothing -
and suddenly he finds everything within himself."
- Osho
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Identification with a body is
The birth of the person,
The indivIdual.
The personality then acts
To protect the body from
That which is
Other than itself.
When this false identification is
Seen through,
That which one truly is
Manifests and shines.
Wu Hsin
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After "Oil Pulling" we gargle/rinse/spit Mother Ocean Salt Water back to her on sand where tide comes in. This morning is the Infinity Sign.
In ancient times,
Before there were individuals,
There were no problems.
Then, the individuals
Turned this against that and
Problems arose.
Identification with a body is
Merely a habit
Taught to the child
Early in its life.
Breaking this habit is like
A chick breaking its shell.
What a wondrous world awaits.
Wu Hsin
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There comes a time,
When we become quite mad,
No longer able to function in the "secular",
Without it becoming, magically, "sacred",
Without our perception of everything... changing.
Chuck Surface.....
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Prevent Altruistic Suicide        Sunrise/Afternoon  July 19, 2015

7/19/2015

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LIVING SILENCE PREVENTS ALTRUISTIC SUICIDE
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ALTRUISTIC SUICIDE

It is difficult and anxiety-provoking to change what one is doing,
to change or reinvent one’s way of interacting with others;
powerful forces from within and without tend to restrain change,
and so most of us keep up the way of life that has been slowly “doing us in”. 

Therefore, we become sick, and it is usually with some measure of surprise.

It is still an unsolved question why the sickness  is “physical” for some and “psychiatric” for others. 

I am coming to suspect that those who are often physically ill
are people who commit “altruistic suicide” by slow degrees. 
They are slowly destroying their bodies,
as it were, for the preservation of their roles and the social systems
in which they regularly participate. 
They are victims of their sense of duty. 

The psychiatrically ill seem to resemble rebels without courage or effectiveness.

Being sick is a temporary respite from the dispiriting conditions of our existence up to the onset of illness.

Incidentally, if it seems to a patient that his usual life,
the one that made him sick, cannot be changed,
he may never get well.

Why should he?

Or if he does recover but then resumes his usual life,
he’ll be sick again before long.

As he leaves the hospital, we could safely say, and mean it, “Hurry back”.

From
The Transparent Self
Sidney Jourard

Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say: “Be more silent.” 

Die and be quiet. 

Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. 

Your old life was a frantic running from silence. 
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. 

Live in silence.

–Rumi
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/07/be-quiet_18.html
  • Having had several teachers in my life,
    I held fast to one above all others,
    My own Heart,
    And the Unbearable Longing,
    That Shone there, unrelenting.

    It was into and as that Longing
    That "I" eventually Vanished.
    And in that Vanishing,
    Both Lover and Beloved Disappeared,
    Leaving only Causeless, Unconditional, Love.
    Chuck Surface


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“The people who influence us most
 are not those who buttonhole us
 and talk to us
 but those who live their lives
 like the stars in heaven
and
 the lilies in the field,
 perfectly, simply and unaffectedly.

 Those are the lives
 that mold us.”

William Law

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"The Mystical Alchemy of Love Itself"                                                                              Sunrise/Afternoon  July 15, 2015

7/15/2015

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WOMB BREATH RETURNS ALL
TO ORIGINAL VAST CORE STILLNESS
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OVERFLOWING TRANSPARENCY
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ABSOLUTE’S PRIMAL REPOSE
PRIMORDIAL REMEMBRANCE
THE DANCE IS ETERNAL
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5:07 AM - 7/15/15
Although Lao Tse lived in the material world, He did not look at it, but at the Depths.
He looked from the world of matter — into that Depth,
from which all the material was manifested:
into the world of the Divine Light and Great Transparent Calm.
http://parables-of-masters-en.blogspot.com/

(Read AFTER ew "Womb Breath" Whisper above Happened)

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When The Beloved and I were in the Dance of Flirtation,
Before Her Embrace, and Lingering Perfume...

Even then I found, to my Great Delight,
That I could do no wrong,

In the stance I held in Loving Relationship,
Whatever that stance might be.
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And now that She is the Gardener of my Soul,
Having taken up Residence in the Heart...

I find, still, to my Great Delight,
That I can do no wrong.
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For She neither increases, nor diminishes,
Whichever stance I might take in Loving Her,

Each Way proving Beautiful and Fruitful,
However varied in their natures.
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Standing here, I am Her Lover,
And She, my Beloved.
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Standing here, I am Her Child,
And She, my Loving Mother.
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Standing here, I am Her Friend,
And She, my Wise Counsel.
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Standing here, I Vanish,
Into Her… as Her…
And standing here…
Both She and I Disappear,

Leaving only that which Shines,
Before ever “we” existed.
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And although some decry the possibility,
I find it to be so, again and again...

That in whatever state I find myself,
Deemed "good" or "bad" by the scriptures...

She is there.
What Love, what Grace is this,
Unconditional, Unimaginable.
Oh, wearying debaters of “truth”,
Let all be Free to Celebrate their Love,

All stances being "true", in their way,
All… merely… a Dance of Apparitions.
The Illumination of the Heart,
Is not born of the Way in which we Love...

But through the Mystical Alchemy,
Of Love, Itself.

Chuck Surface

In the Garden of The Beloved
July 10 at 10:41am · Edited ·
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
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"Reveling in Unimaginable Freedom" -                              "Resting in The Unfathomable Mystery"  July 6, 2015

7/6/2015

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Forgive me if I stop here…
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Here where I cannot find "myself" as an object,
And have discovered, with a shock…

That “i” am just a thought, a feeling.
Let me just rest here awhile,
Reveling in this Unimaginable Freedom,
Before we go on to think “about” it all.
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To come up with words like Consciousness,
Or Brahman,
Or Emptiness...

Or… whatever.
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Words to describe what remains,
In that placeless place where I find myself,
Not a thing alive, but only...

The Event of Existence.
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Words to explain the unexplainable,
To speak of that which cannot be spoken of,
To describe this Great Mystery...

Within which all descriptions arise.
It's enough for me to simply sit here,
Drowning in Wonder, that "i" do not exist,
And yet… Existence, Consciousness, Bliss…

Is.
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On second thought…
You know what?
You go on ahead.
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I'll catch up with you later,
And you can tell me all that you've come up with,
In the way of concepts, theories, and conjecture "about"…

This Unfathomable Mystery.
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Just please forgive me if I appear uninterested.
For in the Immediacy of Experience,
In this Fullness, Completion, and Bliss...
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I've lost all interest in Aboutism.

Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
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A Large Thrush/Mockingbird kept following and then seemed like she wanted me to follow her....she led me to her new nest in the sour orange tree just outside my window....this was as i returned from sunrrise....
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ENSOULED/EMBODIED FORM IS AS A VARIETY OF BIRD FORMS
MINDLESSLY GLIDED/MOVED THRU LIFE

CORE’S ORIGINAL DIVINE IMPRINT LIVES
…IS BREATHED BY….
…..MELTED IN/OF/AS....
“OLDER THAN GOD”
RUMI’S DROWNING MAN

THE “I” OF IT ALL HAS POOFED
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4:32 AM - 7/6/15

∞
Rather the flying bird, leaving no trace
Than the going beast
Marking the earth with his track.

The bird flies by and forgets
(As is only right). The beast
Where he no longer is
(And is therefore no use)
Marks that he was there before
(Which is also no use).

For to remember is to betray
Nature, since the nature of yesterday
Is not nature.
What has been, is nothing.
Remembering
Is failure to see.

Move on, bird, move on, teach me
To move on.
–Fernando Pessoa
Thomas Merton translation
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/07/failure-to-see.html

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"Life Is UnaVoidable"   Sunrise/Afternoon May 27, 2015

5/27/2015

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The way of Tao is the art of blending with the universe and accepting that which is moving through the great void in this moment. 
To the Taoist life does not need to be a search,
for it is here with us now and quite unavoidable.
Michael Lindfield
The Dance of Change
p. 72
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IN/OF/AS THE VAST ORIGINAL VOID
BLENDING
EXPANDING

LEFT BRAIN AUTONOMY IS INCREASINGLY BLURRING INTO THE HEART
GURU GULLS OF YESTERDAY REMIND OF AUTHENTIC ORIGINAL BEING

“LIFE IS UNAVOIDABLE”**

A JOYFULL PURE CHILD
…ALLOWING LIFE TO DANCE THE VOLITION SUFFICES
ew
4:07 AM - 5/27/15
**Michael Lindfield
The Dance of Change
p. 72

In the point of rest at the center of our being,
 we encounter a world where
all things are at rest in the same way.

Then a tree becomes a mystery,
 a cloud a revelation,
 each man a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses.

~ Dag Hammarskjöld from Markings  
http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2015/05/at-rest.html
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Sunrise 12/14/14
I beg you to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. 

 Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. 

 Live the questions now.
Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually,
without even noticing it,
live your way into the answer.

 –Rainer Maria Rilke,
Letters To A Young Poet
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/05/questions.html


Discard all you are not and go ever deeper. 

 Just as a man digging a well discards what is not water ... so must you discard what is not your own,
till nothing is left which you can disown.
 You will find that what is left is nothing which the mind can hook on to.

You are not even a human being.

 You just are - a point of awareness,
co-extensive with time and space and beyond both,
the ultimate cause, itself uncaused.

If you ask me “Who are you?”,
my answer would be:
“Nothing in particular. Yet, I am.”

–Nisargadatta Maharaj
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/05/who-are-you.html
The question ‘Who am I?’ is not really meant to get an answer. 
The question ‘Who am I?’ is meant to dissolve the questioner.
–Ramana Maharshi
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/05/the-question.html
We can Hear the Quiet Answer
When we become as Quiet
as
The Answer Itself.
Hugh Prather

 

We ARE The Quiet Answer
When we Become
As Quiet
as
The Answer ItSelf.
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http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/lifting-gently-buoyed-by-grace-ap-28-2013-sunrise-noon


http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/the-quiet-answer-sunriseafternoon-january-25-2015

Chuck Surface Synchronicities/Buoy/Life Itself here:
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/a-sublime-formless-radiance-sunriseafternoon-may-25-2015

The day after this Buoy Milestone/Quiet Answer
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/the-keeper-of-nothingness-torus-ouroboros-full-circl-all-eternal-timelines-sunriseafternoon-may-24-2015

"Become Life Itself"
more from Chuck Surface
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/beyond-volition-and-name-become-life-itself-sunriseafternoon-may-17-2015

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"A Sublime, Formless Radiance"                                                              Sunrise/Afternoon  May 25, 2015

5/25/2015

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Through all my wanderings in this world,
Through the lustfulness of youth,
And the ambition of middle age,
I held, among my other desires,
The desire for...

A fairy tale.

A Dream of Heaven, of Love unconditioned,
A Dream of Ecstasy, not of the body,
A Dream of Peace, beyond imagining,
A Dream in which inherent suffering,
Was no longer.

A fairy tale.
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Born empirically minded, yet full of Longing,
I would have none of faith or belief,
In things unprovable, and likely imagined,
Of impossible dreams born of the suffering,
Of simply being incarnate.

Fairy tales.

And so one day, seeking and end to Suffering,
I turned within, to the Unbearable Longing,
For what I knew I must have been,
Before ever I learned a word,
Before ever I knew what "i" was.

A fairy tale.

So many words I had read,
So many teachings of so many paths,
So disheartening, all, in the course of time.
Of the “Truth” they held forth, and the Ways to it,
My weary Heart would have no more...

Of fairy tales.

Within… Within… Within...
Past words, concepts, and images,
Of myself and the world,
And all that the senses presented,
Presented to... what?

A fairy tale.
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There, beyond within and without,
Through Unimaginable Grace,
"i" Vanished, and all creation with me,
And that which Is before all that arises,
Was what I was, without myself...

The fairy tale no longer.

The Love, Ecstasy, and Peace I sought… I was.
That dream of Sufferings end… I was.
My Heart’s Desire… I was.
All of this… I was…
When I was not.

Heaven, found to be True.
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This is not my tale of Grace alone,
But each of ours, who ache with Longing,
Along this Path of Love and Surrender,
Loving that… for which no words exist,
And which disheartening experience deems…

A fairy tale.

Within...
Within...
Within, Dear Heart...
To the Feeling of yourself,
Before the Feeling of your self…

The Heart’s Desire… Fulfilled.
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Jerry/brandy's first born photo from May 2015
And when the world reappears,
The Light of Heaven, your Own Pure Light,
Will Shine as it Shines already,
Within your Longing Heart,
Into this world of ever-changing Duality…

This… fairy tale.

You will exist in Fullness,
In the world of Fullness and Emptiness,
You will exist in Bliss,
In the world of Ecstasy and Agony,
You will exist, a Sublime Formless Radiance...

A fairy tale come true.
Chuck Surface
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I did not want to be anything more.
I was entirely happy.

Perhaps we feel like that when we die
and become a part of something entire,
whether it is sun and air,
or goodness and knowledge.

At any rate, that is happiness;
to be dissolved into something complete and great.

When it comes to one,
it comes as naturally as sleep.

—Willa Cather
from My Antonia
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2015/05/that-is-happiness.html
I do not believe in spiritual paths.
 The purpose of spiritual paths is to enmesh you in the world of knowledge,
while Reality resides prior to it.
All spiritual paths lead to unreality.

Discard all paths.
–Nisargadatta Maharaj
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/05/discard-all-paths.html
Be still beyond belief.
Then that which cannot be known reveals itself,
both fresh and ancient,
 beyond any polarity of knowing, or not knowing.
Gangaji
BEYOND THE BEYOND
IS THIS SOUL....ALL SOULS…

BEYOND THE BEYOND
 IS ALL

“OLDER THAN GOD”
IS ALL

SOURCED IN/OF/BY THE VAST SILENCE
THOUGHTLESS THOUGHTS
SPEECHLESS WORDS & WORDLESS SPEECH

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4:24 AM
5/25/15
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Beyond Volition and Name =  "Become Life Itself"                                                               Sunrise/Afternoon  May 17, 2015

5/17/2015

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Your Loving Attention,
Is the SunLight of your Being,
Shining outward in delight and enjoyment,
Of this Wonder of Manifest Existence.

But turned Within, in Loving Quest,
This Light will evaporate,
The clouds of obscuration,
That veil Wonder Beyond Imagining.
Persevere, Dear Heart…
Don’t despair or lose hope,
When nothing but gray sky greets you,
The density of embodied selfhood.

Persevere, Dear Heart…
Not in will, but in Love and Longing,
Of your Heart’s True Desire,
For which, long ago, all hope vanished.

Persevere, Dear Heart…
And that Impossible Dream will be revealed,
As the Fullness, Completion, and Bliss,
Of your own Formless Being..

Your own Formless, Unlocatable... Aliveness.
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Persevere, Dear Heart…
In Loving Surrender,
To the Feeling, not the thought,
Of the Vibration of Being that you are.

Persevere, Dear Heart…
And discover in your own experience,
That Heaven is no myth,
But the experience of your Innate Ecstasy.

Persevere, Dear Heart...
For your Formless Being Shines,
Awaiting only the Light of your Attention,
There... just beyond the clouds.

Persevere, Dear Heart...
Shining the Light of Loving Attention,
Then Vanishing into the Experience of Ecstasy,
That only arises...

With the Vanishing of the experiencer.
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Persevere, Dear Heart...
Not grasping to hold and sustain,
But in Surrender, letting go of all attainment,

And you will cease being a thing alive…

And become Life Itself.
Chuck Surface
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I have no name,
I am as the fresh breeze of the
mountains.
I have no shelter;
I am as the wandering waters.
I have no sanctuary, like the dark
gods;
Nor am I in the shadow of deep
temples. I have no sacred books;
Nor am I well-seasoned in
tradition.
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I am not in the incense
Mounting on the high altars,
Nor in the pomp of ceremonies.
I am neither in the graven image,
Nor in the rich chant of a
melodious voice. I am not bound by theories,
Nor corrupted by beliefs.
*
I am not held in the bondage of
religions,
Nor in the pious agony of their
priests.
*
I am not entrapped by
philosophies,
Nor held in the power of their
sects. I am neither low nor high,
I am the worshipper and the
worshipped.
I am free.
*
My song is the song of the river
Calling for the open seas,
*
Wandering, wandering,
I am Life.
I have no name,
I am as the fresh breeze of the mountains.

–J. Krishnamurti
 http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/05/i-have-no-name.html
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"awareness has no center"                                                                                              Sunrise/Afternoon May 6, 2015

5/6/2015

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“awareness has no center”*

no thoughts of awareness
no thoughts for food

awareness can be aware of thoughts
 but not aware of awareness

awareness just
IS
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“Causeless Grace” just
IS***
“older than God”**
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4:32 AM
5/6/15

(see Read More at end for *s Sources)

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The Goal of Life is to make your heartbeat
match the beat of the Universe.   —Joseph Campbell
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Gentle rain at sunset.  This double rainbow in the east
over the ocean beginning 7:30 p.m.


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"Causeless Grace"               "Awareness Has No Center"                                                      Sunrise/Afternoon  May 4, 2015

5/4/2015

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RETURNED TO AN INNOCENCE OF PURE BEING
TRANSPARENCY'S PERFECT  POSSESSION THAT SUPERSEDES
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DROWNING WITHOUT WAVER USURPS ALL
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IN/OF/AS
“CAUSELESS GRACE”

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4:45 AM
5/4/15
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Attain utmost emptiness.
Abide in steadfast stillness.

Returning to the source is stillness.
It is returning to one's fate.
Returning to one's fate is eternal.
Knowledge of the eternal is realization.

The Way is eternal.
Until your last day, you are free from peril.

Excerpts from #16
Tao Te Ching
Lao Tzu
http://www.taoistic.com/taoteching-laotzu/taoteching-16.htm

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Living in the present,
indifferent to what imprint it might make on the future,
 is to remain with Tao.
That calms the mind and invigorates the body.
Also, it keeps us out of unnecessary trouble or hardship.

© Stefan Stenudd.
http://www.taoistic.com/taoteching-laotzu/taoteching-16.htm
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mooning melts the night

xxxii

a moment arrives
without a need of the past
the full moon rises

xxxiii

a thought bubbles up
a preference is posited
the moon doesn’t mind

xxxiv

the bubble bursts, pop!
awareness has no center
mooning melts the night

miriam louisa
http://echoesfromemptiness.com/2015/05/04/mooning-melts-the-night/
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In the Garden of The Beloved
May 2, 2015

I was not a good little boy.
If there is a Divine Mother,
Her ankles are scarred,
With inumerable bite marks.

Not the brightest of Her children,
But full of Sincerity and Longing,
I alternated between sorrow and rage.

I confess, my path was strange;
Kicking, screaming, biting,
And holding my breath...

In the faint hope of gaining Her attention.

I wandered for many long years,
Through the confusion of "beliefs", and paths,
With each, falling ever more deeply into Despair.

I read of Heaven's glory,
Of Nirvana's Inexpressible sublimity,
Of "enlightenment", and "awakening"...

But Longed only for Love.

I read of doing this and not doing that,
And the use of will and discipline,
In practice and renunciation.

All of which broke my Heart,
And none of which I ever pursued.
For I knew, somehow, that what I sought...

Was Causeless Grace.

Neither created in conditionality,
Nor sustained through effort,
Nor dependent...

On anything whatsoever.

Do not deride, you who struggle and strive,
Saying I make excuses for laziness,
And hide in the delusional dream...

Of a delusional man.

For you simply do not understand.

How Unimaginable it was,
Given all I had read, heard, and seen,
That crying out one day in the Fullness of Heart...

"How could You be so cruel?!"...

She gave me... Everything.

Not a perfected personality,
Not a life free of suffering,
But Her Presence Always...

In my Heart... the Garden of The Beloved.

Be incorrigible!
Cry out! Scream and Bite!
Then fall Helpless at Her feet...

And never rise.

If you are like this Prisoner of Love,
There will be no choice in the matter,
For even when Hope and Faith turn to dust...

Longing... will... endure.

This is the path I travelled,
And the Destination, Unlocatable,
In which I rest.

Unbearable Longing...

Unbearable Fulfillment.

Chuck Surface

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
May 2, 2015
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"....Before ever words were uttered...."                                                                             Sunrise/Afternoon April 26, 2015

4/26/2015

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In the immediacy of Mystical Experience,
There is no interpreting,
Or seeking to understand...
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 No utterance of words at all.
Only after the fact do some,
Driven by the mind's compulsion,
Apply name and form to the nameless and formless.
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They may do so with loving intent,
Allowing the mind to celebrate and revel,
In the only way it knows.
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But in time, as others take their words,
And seek to emulate their Subjective Experience,
All manner of divergence and debate arises...
And the Fragrance of The Beloved is lost,
The Light of Heaven dimmed,
And Love diminished.
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 They become soldiers of "belief",
Having never known, themselves,
The Immediacy of Mystical Experience.

What to do?
For this seems simply in the nature of things,
Arising again and again, in every age.

Experience,
Interpretation,
Dogma.
I will leave off interpretation and dogma,
And rest in this Exquisite Experience of Being,
Emanating its Qualities and Attributes...
In a language spoken,
Before ever words were uttered,
And Heaven and Earth were torn asunder.
Chuck Surface

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
April 25.2015 post
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In the immediacy of Mystical Experience,
There is no interpreting,
Or seeking to understand...

No utterance of words at all.

Only after the fact do some,
Driven by the mind's compulsion,
Apply name and form to the nameless and formless.

They may do so with loving intent,
Allowing the mind to celebrate and revel,
In the only way it knows.

But in time, as others take their words,
And seek to emulate their Subjective Experience,
All manner of divergence and debate arises...

And the Fragrance of The Beloved is lost,
The Light of Heaven dimmed,
And Love diminished.

They become soldiers of "belief",
Having never known, themselves,
The Immediacy of Mystical Experience.

What to do?
For this seems simply in the nature of things,
Arising again and again, in every age.

Experience,
Interpretation,
Dogma.

I will leave off interpretation and dogma,
And rest in this Exquisite Experience of Being,
Emanating its Qualities and Attributes...

In a language spoken,
Before ever words were uttered,
And Heaven and Earth were torn asunder.
Chuck Surface

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
April 25.2015 post

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"Sadly, I am not much use."     Sunrise/Afternoon  April 20, 2015

4/20/2015

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What is there to be done?
If I grasp after Her, She flees.

If I do thus, and refrain from thus,
Her Love, Conditionless, is offended.

If I make a Goddess of Her,
She cries at the loss of our Intimacy.

If I move in concept of Her,
She wonders why I am eating dust.
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I am Her brother, and She my sister.
If I do not tease Her, She feels unloved.

I am Her son, and She my mother.
To offer recompense for Her Love,
Would break Her Heart.

I am Her Lover, and She my Beloved.
She fills my Heart with a Rapture,
Born of Heaven’s Ecstasy.
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Where would I go to find Her,
When She Shines… Here?

What would I do to win her Love,
Which is without cause?
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I cried one day,
With the Whole of my Being...

And She Came…
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Both of us Vanishing in Heaven.
Which, thereafter, Shone in this Heart.

What to do?
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Ache with your Whole Being,
Cry from the Depths of your Heart.
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Among the infinite paths,
Mine was of Love and Surrender.

This is the only Way I know,
And all that I can speak of.

Sadly, I am not much use.

Chuck Surface

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
- April 18, 2015
What is there to be done?
If I grasp after Her, She flees.

If I do thus, and refrain from thus,
Her Love, Conditionless, is offended.

If I make a Goddess of Her,
She cries at the loss of our Intimacy.

If I move in concept of Her,
She wonders why I am eating dust.

I am Her brother, and She my sister.
If I do not tease Her, She feels unloved.

I am Her son, and She my mother.
To offer recompense for Her Love,
Would break Her Heart.

I am Her Lover, and She my Beloved.
She fills my Heart with a Rapture,
Born of Heaven’s Ecstasy.

Where would I go to find Her,
When She Shines… Here?

What would I do to win her Love,
Which is without cause?

I cried one day,
With the Whole of my Being...

And She Came…

Both of us Vanishing in Heaven.
Which, thereafter, Shone in this Heart.

What to do?

Ache with your Whole Being,
Cry from the Depths of your Heart.

Among the infinite paths,
Mine was of Love and Surrender.

This is the only Way I know,
And all that I can speak of.

Sadly, I am not much use.

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
April 18, 2015

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"Sublime Oblivion"   "Death Unto.....Life"

4/13/2015

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THERE IS NO SEPARATE SELF (OR OTHERS) TO LOVE WHEN YOU ARE LOVE.
LOVE SIMPLY IS.

LOVE IS A STATE OF HEADLESS BEING….

“FOOL FOR LOVE”
“IDIOTIC GENTLENESS” – “QUIET INDIFFERENCE”

PREFERENCES ARE DISAPPEARED.
ONE IS BEYOND WORDS AND THOUGHTS AS DICTATORS

SOURCED FROM BEYOND THE SILENCE
SOME CALL THIS PURE GRACE –

4:44 AM
ew
4/13/2015

It's like falling asleep, but remaining awake,
Like dying, but remaining alive,
This Falling into ourSelf...

Letting go of everything… Everything.

As in falling asleep,
This abandoning is a pleasure,
Anticipation of Sublime Oblivion…

Of Death Unto…Life.

Even so is our inward turning,
As we cease our outward wandering,
And Fall, Heartlong…

Into our Source.

Not a practice mastered,
A discipline perfected,
But a movement of Attention…

From known, to Knower, to... Knowing.

Surrendering... Everything,
Including “enlightenment”,
“Bondage”…

And all such hellish dualities.

Vanished, the Lover, yet… Alive,
As the Formless Mystery from which,
Lover and Beloved arise.

Both Dancing for a time,
Through this Play of Form,
Then turning, at Heaven's behest…

To Embrace… and Vanish, yet again

Chuck Surface
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