Category: The Listener

EAR OF SILENCE - AKASHA WOMB "...as a human soul." August 22, 2020

8/22/2020

THE SILENT EAR….

THE SILENT EAR….

THE EAR OF SILENCE PREVAILS

ORIGIN’S LISTENING OVERFLOWS

A STILLNESS BEYOND BELIEF

AH! BLESSED WOMB OF PEACE*
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2:09 AM-8/22/20

*The most desperate need of men today is not
a new vaccine for any disease,
or a new religion, or a new "way of life".

Man does not need to go to the moon or other solar systems.
He does not require bigger and better bombs and missiles.
He will not die if he does not get “better housing” or more vitamins.
He will not expire of frustration if he is unable to buy
the brightest and newest gadgets,
or if all his children cannot go to college.

His basic needs are few,
and it takes little to acquire them,
in spite of the advertisers.
He can survive on a small amount of bread
and in the meanest shelter.
He always did.

His real need, his most terrible need,
is for someone to listen to him,
not as a “patient,”
but
as a human soul.

Taylor Caldwell
THE LISTENER
(excerpt from Foreword)

Can read more via "Look Inside" on link below:
https://www.amazon.com/Listener-Taylor-Caldwell-ebook/dp/B007MUJ1Q0/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&keywords=taylor+caldwell+the+listener&qid=1598087793&sr=8-2

Is there no one to listen? you ask.
Ah yes, there is one who listens,
who will always listen.

Hasten to him, my friend!
He waits on the hill for you.
For you, alone.
Seneca
quoted in
The Listener - Taylor Caldwell

All Photos for today's OceanSpeak from: August 22, 2016
AUTHENTICITY OF SOUL IMMORTAL GRACE Sunrise/Afternoon August 22, 2016
CtrlClick above Title (or below) to open above OceanSpeak
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/authenticiy-of-soul-immortal-grace

AFTERNOON

And that’s how we measure out our real respect for people -
by the degree of feeling they can register,
the voltage of life they can carry and tolerate - and enjoy.
End of sermon.

As Buddha says:
live like a mighty river.

And as the old Greeks said:
live as though all your ancestors
were living again
through you.
—Ted Hughes...

https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/08/portions-and-percipients.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29

Every man is more than just himself;
he also represents the unique,
the very special and always significant and remarkable
point at which the world’s phenomena intersect,
only once in this way,
and never again.

—Hermann Hesse (1887 - 1962)
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True happiness is to enjoy the present,
without anxious dependence upon the future,
not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears
but to rest satisfied with what we have,
which is sufficient,
for he that is so
wants nothing.

The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach.
A wise man is content with his lot,
whatever it may be,
without wishing for what he has not.
― Seneca

We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.
Seneca

As is a tale, so is life:
not how long it is,
but how good it is,
is what matters.
― Seneca

Hang on to your youthful enthusiasms --
you’ll be able to use them better when you’re older.
― Seneca

If a man knows not to which port he sails,
no wind is favorable.
― Seneca

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SHUDDERING AWAY "... distant, faint birdsong..." June 2, 2020 "... the think tank of the soul." "A moment of you..."

6/2/2020

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6:41 AM June 2, 2019

THE ETERNAL NOW MOMENT POSSESSES
SHUDDERING AWAY REMAINING WISPS
OF HERETOFORE EGOIC ABILITIES/GIFTS
AH!....THE GREAT SILENCE
OF
ALL THAT IS…
ORIGIN’S IMPECCABILITY
BEYOND WORDS & THOUGHTS
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NAKED IN GRACE
BREATH THE REMAINING TOUCHSTONE
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4:11 AM-6/2/20

6:43 AM June 2, 2019

6:07 AM June 2, 2019

dmm/ew Gentle Suggestion:
Silently Saturate with below short video before Gazing
with remainder of today's OceanSpeak
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"This was the first time i experienced true listening."
"What i enjoy most about listening is that I disappear."

(...and many more "pearls of great price" short sentences re: SILENCE)
GEORGE HEMPTON: 7:15 MINUTES
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/sanctuaries-of-silence/
(go to bottom of above page)
or
this less "bells & whistles" utube version..
....in case the above version is difficult to manage
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=22&v=LUOzTsmugb0&feature=emb_logo

I believe that our distant nomadic ancestors came forward and survived
because they could hear distant, faint birdsong
as an acoustic navigational beacon, if you will,
and by moving toward the birdsong,
they were able to find places with shelter, food, and water,
and a prosperous growing region.

Indeed, birdsong is the number one indicator
of habitats prosperous to humans.
Gordon Hempton

The most sensitive frequencies
are at the resonant frequencies of the auditory canal.
In other words, the ear has shaped itself
to naturally amplify certain bandwidth.
And that corresponds to sounds in that bandwidth
that were most important to our evolving ancestors to hear,
in order to survive.
And it doesn't match the human voice.
It matches birdsong.
Gordon Hempton

Noise pollution is basically defined as the presence
of simple information that makes it impossible to hear
all the other more delicate - and often more important - information.

Noise pollution creates, if you will, dumb environments.
Our industrial areas, many of our downtown urban areas,
are dumb acoustic environments.
Very simple, very loud, often unhealthy.
Gordon Hempton

If you're going to listen,
you have to be willing to be changed by what you've heard.
My life has gone through so many changes.
I'm sixty-two years old right now,
and I'm as busy changing now
as I was when I was a teenager, or in my twenties.

Every day is different.
Every day brings new information.
Gordon Hempton

The birds are already evolving,
changing the way that they sing as a result of noise pollution.
And we have yet to do that.

We're still not communicating.
We're not changing our words.
We are not testing, not providing this new lexicon
for noise-polluted areas.
Gordon Hempton

You can listen to a birdsong,
and from the content of the birdsong,
you will be able to determine whether or not
the bird grew up in a noise-polluted environment
or
whether it grew up
in a pristine, clean environment.

Isn't that incredible?
Gordon Hempton

The normal way of gathering information is through sound:
when you hear information that you want to gather,
you look in its direction,
you see what it is,
if you choose you can get closer,
you can see it, you can touch,
and then, finally,
the most committed form of data gathering
is to taste it and eat it.

But for the urbanite,
we're cut off from our primary sense,
and I want to stress that
- our primary sense of gathering information
about the place that we're living in -
and instead,
we're in a war zone.
Gordon Hempton

Many environmentalists have failed to recognize
that the preservation of quiet areas,
places off-limits to noise pollution,
should probably be a number-one environmental concern,
not something we're going to get to later.

And I say that because in that quiet
is a whole experience that people can have
that reaches to their soul.

I like to think of quiet places in nature as
the think tank of the soul.
It's in these very basic levels
that we'll be able to see
what the real problem is.
Gordon Hempton
https://www.azquotes.com/author/92080-Gordon_Hempton

All Photos from: June 2, 2019 Unless Otherwise Noted
ETERNAL'S ENSOULED EMBODIMENT "...silence which peels me.." MILESTONE June 2, 2019
CtrlClick above Title (or below) to open above OceanSpeak
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/eternals-ensouled-embodiment-silence-which-peels-me-milestone-june-2-2019

AFTERNOON

truth is not always real
When you recognize that we are the product of purposeless, mindless
laws of physics playing themselves out on our particles
— because we are, all, bags of particles --
it changes the way
you search for meaning and purpose:

You recognize that looking out to the cosmos
...to find some answer that’s sort of floating out there in the void...
is just facing the wrong direction.

At the end of the day,
we have to manufacture our own meaning,
our own purpose
— we have to manufacture coherence…
to make sense of existence.

And when you manufacture purpose,
that doesn’t make it artificial--
that makes it so much more noble
than accepting purpose
that is thrust upon you
from the outer world.
~Brian Greene
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2020/06/01/32471/

Of course, life is full of all kinds of textures
—joy, anticipation, disappointment, love, fun, loneliness--
suffering actually comes
when we resist this fluid situation.

Suffering comes from wanting
to hold on and grasp our lives’ circumstances
and make them predictable and certain.

Our prejudices and addictions are patterns
that arise from the fear of a fluid world.
During this uncomfortable time,
we can learn to include suffering as part of our experience,
rather than push it away.

One powerful way to do this is to simply stop (the hard part)
and just feel in your body where you’re tight,
where you’re grasping.

The stomach might be tight, our jaw is clenched,
we have a tightness in the chest.

Just be with that and breathe.
Extend kindness to yourself and remember
that feeling discomfort is a fact of life,
in fact,
it means you’re alive!
~H. Strongheart
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2020/06/01/32471/

Joy is not overrated,
for it is the glue of balance
for a Human seeking a way out of the
darkness
of
depression and suffering.

A moment of you can erase months
of uncertainty and sorrow
for a Human who is desperate
to see the light of laughter.

Joy is the staple of children, who seek it out, demand it,
and use it to its fullest.

The natural state of children is laughter
and all that steps on it
is inappropriate.

~ KRYON
Kryon Book Twelve – The Twelve Layers of DNA

Quiet is the element of discerning what is essential.
Gordon Hempton

Read More Below
Additiomal; Realization + Photos

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SMILE OF ORIGIN "...without speaking a word..." May 23, 2020 "...the unknown one who sits....and listens."

5/23/2020

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THE LISTENER*
THE SILENCE THAT IS SOURCE
AN INAUDIBLE, INVISIBLE OVERFLOWING SMILE OF ORIGIN
BE THE LISTENING, OVERFLOWING SMILE OF SILENCE
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3:32 AM-5/23/20
*THE LISTENER
Taylor Caldwell
(See Read More below Afternoon Photos
For More re: Taylor Caldwell)

Who was the mysterious listener?
And what strange power did
he offer to fifteen people on a desperate quest?

John Godfrey, retired lawyer in a large midwestern city,
erects a beautiful marble sanctum
as a monument to his late wife. Inside,
behind an electronic screen
that hides him from each visitor, is
the unknown one who sits. . .and listens.
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/369088.The_Listener

Perceptions of The Universe - Selected Quotes

The surface of the earth is the shore of the cosmic ocean.
Some part of our being knows this is where we came from.
We long to return, and we can because the cosmos is
also within us.

We are made of star stuff.

Carl Sagan
Cosmos

What are we?

A fleeting, intricate presence riding a tiny speck of water
and rock, out here in the dark, sailing the ship of wonder
ever more deeply into the void from which we came...

Whitley Strieber and Jeffrey J. Kripal
from:
The Super Natural: A New Vision of the Unexplained

When dew falls as tears from the morning sky,
When riverside trees sparkle in sunlight,
So close in my heart their shadows fall,
Then I know
That the Universe is a floating lotus
In the holy lake of my mind.

Then I know:
I am the voice within the Voice,
The song within the Song,
The life within the Life,
The light breaking through the heart of darkness.

Rabindranath Tagore
from - "A Flight of Swans"
translated by Aurobindo Bose

... thus you came into being
from non-existence...

...like a star without a name...

Move across the night sky
with those anonymous lights...

Rumi

How we perceive affects what we believe,
what we believe affects what our perception is...
MM

All quotes above in this font from:
https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2020/05/perceptions-of-universe-selected-quotes.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29

All Photos from: May 23, 2019 Unless Otherwise Noted
AFTERLIFE EXPRESSING AS FORM "...toward the immeasurable." "....crystal clearness." ".. Silence of Nothing-ness." May 23, 2019
CtrlClick above link (or below) to open above OceanSpeak
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/afterlife-expressing-as-form-toward-the-immeasurable-crystal-clearness-silence-of-nothing-ness-may-23-2019

AFTERNOON

IF YOU’RE LUCKY

Some speak of the unprovable,
And ask you to have faith.
Others hold forth their “beliefs”,
As if they were facts.
Some break out a whiteboard,
Asserting, “All is Consciousness.”
If you’re lucky, you’ll meet a poet,
Who makes no sense at all.
Luckier still, you’ll meet one,
Who, without speaking a word…
Ignites the Ember in your Heart.

Chuck Surface
In the Garden of The Beloved
May 20 at 5:14 PM ·

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved

Birdsong brings relief
to my longing.

I am just as ecstatic as they are,
but with nothing to say.

Please, universal soul, practice
some song, or something, through me.
Rumi
May 20

A bird delegation comes to Solomon
complaining. Why is it
you never criticise the nightingale?

Because my way, the nightingale explains
for Solomon, is different.
Mid-March to mid-June I sing.

The other nine months,
while you continue chirping,
I am silence.
Rumi
May 21

Pray the prayer that is the essence
of every ritual. God, I have no hope.
I am torn to shreds. You are my first,
my last and only refuge.

Do not do daily prayers like a bird
pecking its head up and down.

Prayer is an egg.
Hatch out
the total helplessness inside.
Rumi
July 11

Your True Life

As you start to walk out on the way
the way appears.

As you cease to be,
true life begins.

As you grow smaller,
this world cannot contain you.

You will be shown a being
that has no you in it.
Rumi
December 26

All Above Rumi Quotes from
A YEAR WITH RUMI
Daily Readings
Coleman Barks

See Read More Below
for
Talylor Caldwell
The Listener & More

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AUSPICIOUS SILENCE "...a holy fire in you." "...perceive with closed eyes." April 11, 2020

4/11/2020

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STILL AND BE
IN/OF/AS AUSPICIOUS SILENCE
EVEN IF/WHEN THE DANCE INCLUDES HUMAN NATURE
∞
SILENCE OF THE ATTUNED ORIGINAL SOUL PREVADES
PENETRATING THRU ALL HUMAN NATURE AND HISTORY
TO THE DEEPEST ORIGINAL CORE OF REALITY
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BEYOND BELIEF
WITHOUT I-DO’S ADO
ALL IS WELL
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6:06 AM-4/11/20

It is Well With My Soul-Wintley Phipps
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8HffdyLd0c
Peace Like A River – Leif Enger
https://www.publishersweekly.com/978-0-87113-795-1
Lyrics – It is Well With My Soul
https://www.hymnal.net/en/hymn/h/341

All Photos (unless otherwise noted) from
Harbour Island, Bahamas
ORIGIN’S SILENCE PRECEDING SOUND April 11, 2019
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/origins-silence-preceding-sound-april-11-2019-stream-retreats-to-its-source

Come, my people, enter your chambers,
and shut your doors behind you;
hide yourselves for a little while
until the fury has passed by.
. ~ Isaiah 26:20

The kingdom of God is not in the clouds,
in some designated point of space;
it is right behind the darkness
that you perceive with closed eyes.
—Yogananda
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/04/the-kingdom-of-god-is-not-in-clouds-in.html

AFTERNOON

The intersection of the macro universe
and the micro universe will create a gate,
or a door.
Lao Tzu called this
“the door to all wonders.”

This is where yin and yang merge harmoniously.
This is also called the Middle Way.
—Henry Chang
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/04/the-kingdom-of-god-is-not-in-clouds-in.html

HOLY FIRE
For that forty minutes last night
I was as purely sensitive and mute as a photographic plate;
I received impressions, but I did not print out captions.
My own self-awareness had disappeared;
it seems now almost as though, had I been wired to electrodes,
my EEG would have been flat.

I have done this sort of thing so often
that I have lost self-consciousness
about moving slowly and halting suddenly.
And I have often noticed that even a few minutes
of this self-forgetfulness is tremendously invigorating.

I wonder if we do not waste most of our energy
just by spending every waking minute
saying hello to ourselves.

Martin Buber quotes an old Hasid master who said,
“When you walk across the field
with your mind pure and holy,
then from all the stones, and all growing things,
and all animals, the sparks of their souls
come out and cling to you,
and then they are purified
and become a holy fire in you."
- Annie Dillard (1945 - )
Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
http://tao-of-digital-photography.blogspot.com/2020/04/holy-fire.html

Holy Saturday

I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope,
for hope would be hope for the wrong thing;
wait without love,
for love would be love of the wrong thing;
there is yet faith,
but the faith and the love are all in the waiting.

Wait without thought,
for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light,
and the stillness the dancing.

T.S. Eliot

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UNSULLIED ETERNAL NOW "...remembrance of our true origins." "...please, stay close for the time we have." February 8, 2020

2/8/2020

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Quarantined in the Abode due to "Frigid" Temperature (69 degrees!) Rain and Wind.
Sunrise/Afternoon photos today from 5 years ago February 8, 2015
SILENCE ON FIRE
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/speaking-by-the-unknown-silence-on-fire-sunriseafternoon-february-8-2015

CESSATION OF ALL THINKING’S WORDINGS
UNFETTERS SOUL’S EFFORTLESS EASE
MAINTAINS AUTHENTICITY OF THE LISTENER*
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AKASHA TAO CORE PRESIDES
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WITHOUT IDO’S ADO ...
“THE LISTENER”*
OVERWHELMS THINKING’S
PETRIFYING OVERWHELMENTS
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THE UNSULLIED ETERNAL NOW
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3:57 AM-2/8/20
*Taylor Caldwell – THE LISTENER
https://www.amazon.com/Listener-Taylor-Caldwell/dp/0884111660

Sing to me the Song...
Sing to me the Song of the Heart,
as you have heard it...
Do you know that song?

Has "The Mystery"
kissed your Heart?
Does It fill your body?
Does It Sing to you?

Sing to me Its lullaby that
sings through you -
in soothing syllables of sound,
lyrical and refined,
emerging from an unknown
place deep within you -
that brings you back to life again.

Sing to me that song - the one
that enlivens your very being,
and warms you like the sun.

Let me be moved by those melodies
playing from the depths
of our Inner Being.

Sing to me that song,
the one that makes the body
tingle with delight, with recognition,
and remembrance of
our true origins.

Sing to me that song...

Mystic Meandering
Feb. 6, 2020

Friends are those people who know
the words to the song
in your heart and sing it
back to you when you have
forgotten the words.

Anonymous
https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2020/02/sing-to-me-song.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29

AFTERNOON

When humbled, we finally stop fighting—
against life,
against the tide of time,
against the avalanche of disappointment,
if we can outwait the stubbornness of our dreams.

For every storm,
no matter how fierce,
dissipates itself.
The question is how much damage
it does while wearing itself out.

Eventually, once broken open,
once our soft center spits out its pearl,
we try to put all
that we’ve damaged back together.

And no one tells us that the storm hurts itself.
It guts its own center.
Even the surf crashes into itself.

All this to say,
I’m sorry for the path of my storm.
I know some things can’t be put back together,
and we have to live with what we’ve done.

In time,
the hardest nut will crack and wonder why
it took so long to lean into love.

But now that we’re here,
I don’t know what to say,
other than,
please, stay close
for the time we have.

Like flowers,
we spend long hours underground,
in the dark,
all for these few moments
of blossom
that we never thought would come.
~Mark Nepo
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2020/02/08/31669/

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TRANSLATED "...the way of nature." "...changed to eternal." "...even your bathtub." "...sourceless incandescence..." 2/7/20

2/7/2020

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AS QUESTIONER & QUESTIONS CEASE
ONE BECOMES THE QUIET ANSWER*
SOURCED IN ORIGIN’S
PRIMAL REPOSE*
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TRANSLATED BEYOND THE PRISON & FOLLY
OF EXPLAINING
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THE LISTENER*
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ONLY SMILED*
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4:18 AM-2/7/20

*See Read More Below Afternoon Photos

I was dead. I came alive.
I was tears, I became laughter.
All because of Love,
my temporal life,
from then on changed to eternal.
– Rumi

Empty yourself of everything.
Let the mind rest at peace.
The ten thousand things rise and fall
while the Self watches their return.
They grow and flourish and then return to the source.
Returning to the source is stillness,
which is the way of nature.
Lao Tzu

Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself
and know that everything in this life has a purpose.
There is no need to go to India
or anywhere else to find peace.

You will find that deep place of silence
right in your room,
your garden
or
even your bathtub.
Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

http://www.puresilence.org/a_tradition_of_silence.htm

In the attitude of silence
the soul finds the path in a clearer light,
and what is elusive and deceptive
resolves itself into crystal clearness.
Ghandi

At the still point of the turning world.
Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards;
at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement.
And do not all it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered.
Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline.
Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance,
and there is only the dance.
T.S. Eliot

There is nothing mind can do that cannot be better done
in the mind's immobility and thought-free stillness.
When mind is still,
then truth gets her chance to be heard
in the purity of the silence.
Sri Aurobindo

Under all speech that is good for anything
there lies a silence that is better.
Silence is deep as Eternity;
speech is shallow as Time.
Thomas Carlyle

AFTERNOON

Sagittarius – Thursday, February 6, 2020

Getting a good plan off the ground is getting complicated due to a number of hard to control issues.
To get what you need,
it is necessary to simplify and prioritize
all the options at your disposal.
There is a foolproof way to successfully
pull yourself out of the stress zone.
Stop the chatter in your brain.

Listen to your breath for short spells.

And you will find all the answers you seek plus more
from an unconscious source.
https://boothstars.com/2020/02/06/sagittarius-thursday-february-6-2020/

Change the Lighting
If you can’t change yourself, after all
the efforts, change the light
by which you read your story.

Exchange overhead for something softer –
a lamp, a candle, a vine of shining
holiday lights – and feel yourself
become hugged by the fabric of shadows.

You see the darkness here has wisdom too.
You see these objects around become related
by the pregnant emptiness that holds them,
and you.

Let this light reveal the rapture
of being just this. Then, further still, try
moonlight, or no light, until, at last,
this open, sourceless incandescence
which you are
no matter who you think you are
will follow you from the inside
wherever you may go, however
you may change, or not.

Brooke McNamara
~~~

Poem by Brooke McNamara
(excerpt from her book ‘Feed your Vow’)
See 1st Link below for Brooke McNamara's Outstanding Website
https://www.brookemcnamara.com

https://thedawnwithin.com/2020/02/07/change-the-lighting/

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"UNVEILED SOUL "...no extremes are possible..." 12/30/19 "...a virgin alone...“ "...place of resurrection...”

12/30/2019

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BE STILL & LISTEN
<
ERRONEOUS SHROUDS DISAPPEAR
CLARITY SIMPLY IS
AS UNVEILD SOUL OCCURS
<
A TRANSPARENT CONDUIT THAT ONLY LISTENS
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AT ONE WITH THE REALMS
BEYOND WORDS & THOUGHTS
SILENCE SPEAKS*
ALL JUST IS
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5:41 AM-12/30/19
*See Taylor Caldwell's
THE LISTENER
https://read.amazon.com/nc/?kcrFree=only&asin=B007MUJ1Q0

New Year's Wish

The past year has been for me and for many others,
an opportunity to cling to God
in the face of hardship and pain.
In our acceptance and surrender
we grow closer to God.

To recognize your powerlessness in the face of suffering can be the door to a small circle of peace within,
a stillpoint.
It used to seem to me that
Catholic saints were obsessed with suffering,
gladly accepting and even welcoming it.

This is because pain brought them
to the deep truth of God’s nearness.

In A Passage through Self, Bernadette said:

"Those in the unitive state
now have a balanced psyche
and no extremes are possible.
Once their feelings reach a certain threshold,
that is it,
they come to an end.

They are either stopped and go no further
or they, as it were, bump into God.
So these feelings act kind of as a reminder of God’s presence.

That is why when some saints reached the unitive state
they actually went out and sought suffering,
looked for problems because they realized this situation.

The greater the problems,
the greater the awareness of God.
The more they had to put up with,
the more they had to contact this center,
and the more that center was revealed."

Rather than wishing you
a prosperous and peace-filled New Year,
let me wish you instead everything you need
to draw closer to God.
May the fire of your longing light every day.

Excerpt from:
https://contemplativedaybook.blogspot.com/2019/12/new-years-wish.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ContemplativeDayBook+%28Contemplative+Day+Book%29

See this link for more re: Bernadette Roberts
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bernadette_Roberts

AFTERNOON

Quotes below in this front from EXCELLENT essay re: Thomas Merton
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

Whatever else can be said about Merton, and much has been said,
one thing is certain: he was a monk who loved trees.
One might say I had decided to marry the silence of the forest,
he wrote.
"The sweet dark warmth of the whole world will have to be my wife.
Out of the heart of that dark warmth
comes the secret that is heard only in silence …
Perhaps I have an obligation to preserve the stillness,
the silence, the poverty,
the virginal point of pure nothingness
which is at the center of all other loves."
He had been searching for that center his whole life.
Le point vierge, he called it.

This monk who wed the silence of the forest
was also a gregarious lover of people,
which is exactly why he needed to flee their presence.
He yearned for the kind of deep solitude
where he could shed his public persona
and live for God alone.
Perhaps he would find it among the California redwoods,
along the Lost Coast,
or in New Mexico’s Chama River Canyon.

le point vierge
I first discovered the phrase in Merton’s book Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander, where he wrote:
At the center of our being is a point of nothingness which is untouched by sin and by illusion, a point of pure truth, a point or spark which belongs entirely to God, which is never at our disposal, from which God disposes of our lives, which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our own mind or the brutalities of our own will.

This little point of nothingness and of absolute poverty
is the pure glory of God in us.
Merton helped me articulate a belief
I’d long suspected, that the core of our being is not rotten,
as my Protestant upbringing had insisted,
but is a place of untouched beauty and wholeness
reserved for God alone,
a place beyond ego that no evil can touch.

Merton borrowed the phrase le point vierge
from Sufi scholar Louis Massignon,
who borrowed the idea
from the ninth-century Sufi Mansur al-Hallaj.
As al-Hallaj wrote,
“Our hearts, in their secrecy,
are a virgin alone,
where no dreamer’s dream penetrates--
the heart where the presence of the Lord penetrates,
there to be conceived.”

Eight crows wheeled in the sky overhead,
casting their shadows on the bare hillside.
He read the Astavakra Gita on reincarnation,
looked out over the Pacific, and wrote:

Reincarnation or not,
I am as tired of talking and writing
as if I had done it for centuries.
Now it is the time to listen at length to this Asian ocean.

In the fall he would cross this Asian ocean on a different pilgrimage, one that would be his last.
Before he left, he photographed Needle Rock.

The great Yang-Yin of sea rock mist,
diffused light and half hidden mountain …
an interior landscape, yet there.
In other words,
what is written within me is there.
“Thou art that.”

As Merton wrote in his essay “From Pilgrimage to Crusade,” the peregrini set out not in order to visit a sacred shrine
but to seek solitude and exile.

If the peregrinus had a goal, it was to find his
“place of resurrection”--

a specific place where he might live out his remaining days
in prayer and solitude.

This was not simply wandering for its own sake, Merton wrote:

“It was a journey to a mysterious, unknown,
but divinely appointed place,
which was to be the place of the monk’s
ultimate meeting with God.”

Whether Merton sought God here in this desert canyon
or along the desolate Mendocino coast
or in the deep hush of the redwoods,
he began to suspect that his search for the perfect hermitage
was a chimera.

The country which is nowhere is the real home.
His real home was le point vierge,
the place in himself reserved only for God.
Perhaps I have an obligation to preserve the stillness,
the silence, the poverty, the virginal point of pure nothingness
which is at the center of all other loves.

The Christian of the future, Rahner said fifty years ago,
will either be a mystic or cease to exist.
Brother Leander looks hard at me with his good eye.
“And what is mysticism?
The experience of God in the interior of one’s being.
I always liked Hermann Hesse’s definition of a mystic:
a poet without verses,
a painter without a brush,
a musician without notes.”

I tell Brother Leander that I pray the Jesus Prayer,
a kind of mantra used by the early desert monks.
“Yes, laddie, and you must pray the prayer
not only with your lips or your mind
but with your heart.”

IT WAS A COLLECTIVE madness that befell European Christianity
in the medieval years when Christians gave up wandering
in search of God and turned their search
toward wealth and power.
By the twelfth century,
the peaceful and defenseless peregrinatio of the Irish monks
had been replaced by the violence of the Crusades.
When knights, kings, and priests attempted to liberate
the land of Abraham through force, Merton wrote,
they implanted within the European psyche
an insidious pattern of conquest
that would repeat itself many times
over the coming centuries.

By the time Europeans set foot in North America,
the pilgrim mentality and crusader mentality had finally fused,
creating a singular and disastrous form of alienation
that resulted in the conquest of indigenous peoples.

As Merton wrote:
“Centuries of ardent, unconscious desire for the Lost Island
had established a kind of right to paradise once it was found.
It never occurred to the sixteenth-century Spaniard or Englishman to doubt for a moment that the new world was entirely and rightly his.
It had been promised and given to him by God.
It was the end of centuries of pilgrimage.”

“There is no lost island merely for the individual,”
Merton concluded in his essay on pilgrimage.
“We are all pieces of the paradise isle.”

In no time is that more true than now,
in this age when our paradise isle
is threatened at every turn.
Perhaps the meaning of pilgrimage now
in this age of climate change and species loss
is that the fruits of our inner life in God
cannot remain ours alone;
they must be shared for the sake of all life.
The portal to the invisible must be visible.
“What can we gain by sailing to the moon
if we are not able to cross the abyss
that separates us from ourselves?”
Merton asked.
“This is the most important of all voyages of discovery,
and without it all the rest are not only useless but disastrous.”

To update Merton’s question:
What can we gain by fixing climate change
or ending poverty
or terraforming Mars
if we remain alienated from ourselves?
How to cross that abyss?
Brother Leander:
You must let the prayer descend to your heart, laddie!
Brother Isidore:
Let us be silent before God who made us.
Brother Jerome:
You learn to talk to silence,
and silence answers in silence.

This is the work:
to take these feelings of loneliness and exile
and bring them into the furnace of the heart,
where emotional abandonment becomes mystical abandonment.
Sitting in this tiny patch of shade,
surrounded by white sage and ocotillo,
I bring these thoughts into prayer.

Normally my prayers are a dull litany of requests and complaints,
the hypes and gripes of a lukewarm spiritual life,
but here on the edge of this vast mesa,
I feel those petitions giving way to something more compelling,
an opening into a more spacious country.
An uncomplicated resting in God,
who seems to have no other agenda
than to welcome me into this place of
silence and mercy and at-oneness.
A feeling of Presence
that is so much more than the breeze on my face
or the sweat evaporating on my skin.

Quotes above in this front from EXCELLENT essay re: Thomas Merton
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

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UNUTTERABLE MOVEMENT THE INVISIBLE LISTENER May 13, 2019

5/13/2019

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NOW IS ALL THAT IS
<
A MATTER OF PERCEPTION
∞
WITHOUT WORDS OR THOUGHTS
<
THE ONLY REAL FREEDOM
OF
TRUTH OF BEING
JUST IS
∞
ONLY THE
UNUTTERABLE UNTHINKABLE
MOVEMENT
OF LIFE ITSELF
REMAINS
<
THE INVISIBLE LISTENER *
AS TRANSPARENT CONDUIT OF LIFE
PREVAILS
∞

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5:31 AM-5/13/19
*See Categories THE LISTENER, Taylor Caldwell, Bernadette Roberts
in right hand column for Categories

Suppose you wanted to reach the sun in a cart pulled by oxen
– assuming there is a proper road from here to the sun for your oxen –
how many thousands of years would it take you?

If you were to go by boat on the cosmic ocean,
it would take you almost as much time.

If you were to take the train,
you would get there faster.
If you were to take a plane,
you would arrive even sooner.

And if you were to travel at the speed of light,
you would arrive in eight minutes and a few seconds.

What do these examples mean?
That someone who travels in an ox cart, that is,
who only uses the physical body’s means,
the old methods to solve all problems,
will only discover the truth thousands of years later.

For someone who travels on water, that is,
who walks at the speed of ordinary feelings,
it will take almost as long.

Someone who travels by air, who, in other words,
uses their intellect,
will go faster.

But someone who can travel via the spirit and intuition,
moves at the speed of light
and
discovers the truth immediately.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
https://www.prosveta-usa.com/truth-the-only-the-spirit-allows-us-to-reach-it-quickly_2019-05-13

for your raw and willy-nilly ways....
it's all welcome on the wave of breath....

every time you ask yourself,
"Who am I now?"
you receive a little grace...

See More on this link:
.https://makebelieveboutique.com/2019/05/13/29612/

AFTERNOON

How surely gravity's law, strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of even the strongest thing and pulls it toward
the heart of the world.
Each thing - each stone, blossom, child - is held in place.
Only we, in our arrogance, push out beyond what we belong to
for some empty freedom.

If we surrendered to earth's intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees.
Instead we entangle ourselves in knots of our own making
and struggle, lonely and confused.

So, like children, we begin again to learn from the things,
because they are in God's heart; they have never left him.
This is what the things can teach us:
to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness.

Even a bird must do that before he can fly.

—Rainer Maria Rilke
what the things can teach us
Anita Barrows/Joanna Macy translation

https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2019/05/no-snowflake-in-avalanche-ever-feels.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29

When your world falls apart and you're left with just yourself,
you're forced to discover who you are without all the beliefs,
expectations, views, & self-image provided by some teacher or system.
The calculating mind gives way to the intuitive mind,
Knowing without Thinking.
Gabrielle Roth

To sweat is to pray, to make an offering of your innermost self.
Sweat is holy water, prayer beads,
pearls of liquid that release your past.
The more you dance... the more you sweat, the more you pray.
The more you pray,
the closer you are to ecstasy.
Gabrielle Roth

Your soul is a seeker, lover and artist;
shape-shifting through archetypal energy,
between your darkness and fields of light,
your body and spirit,
your heaven and hell,
until you land in the moment of sweet surrender;
when you,
as a dancer,
disappear into the dance.
Gabrielle Roth

Put your body in motion and your psyche will heal itself.
Gabrielle Roth

Sweat your prayers, dance your pain, and move on.
~ Gabrielle Roth

Attachment guarantees that you will wake up every morning with a mission:
to prove you are who you think you are—today.
But it’s a total energy drain.
You’re so busy performing a role
that you miss out on the freedom to improvise,
to be real rather than rehearsed.
― Gabrielle Roth,
Connections: The Threads of Intuitive Wisdom

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PURE SILENT LISTENER "-the virgin point-" May 9, 2019 ".. a point of nothingness.." "...a point of pure truth."

5/9/2019

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∞
THAT WHICH CANNOT CHANGE
IS
ALL THAT IS….AH!
∞
BEHOLD & HELD
AS THAT PURE SILENT LISTENER**
IN/OF/AS ALL ASPECTS OF ALL
=
THE TRANSPARENT ZERO POINT*
OF
‘THE LISTENER’**
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3:56 AM-5/9/19

*Gregg Braden....quotes below
**Taylor Caldwell VITAL quote in Read More
from her book
The Listener
below
Afternoon photos

O GREAT BREATHER!
INHALING ME GENTLY HOME
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four words

Every child has known god,
not the god of names,
not the god of don’t,
not the god who does anything
weird,
but the god who only knows four words
and keeps repeating them, saying:
“Come dance with Me."....
Come
Dance

—Hafiz
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2019/05/four-words.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29

....Come
Dance

—Hafiz
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2019/05/four-words.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29

The Trappist monk,
mystic and author Thomas Merton wrote of le point vierge
- the virgin point -
and described how there is "at the center of our being
a point of nothingness which is untouched by sin and by illusion,
a point of pure truth,
a point or spark which belongs entirely to God...
which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our own mind
or the brutalities of our own will".

Le point vierge is found in different forms
in the great wisdom traditions,
particularly in Sufism,
and it is from this tradition that
Thomas Merton developed his vision
of a point of pure truth.

This vision is also found in popular culture:
for instance in John Lennon's Imagine,
which
- in an unashamed hymn to le point vierge -
implores us to "imagine there is
no heaven..
no religion...
no countries..
no possessions".

This search for a point of nothingness
can be extended beyond faith traditions to cultural traditions,
and in an unstructured way I have in recent years
found myself exploring diverse overgrown paths
in search of the point
where dogma and conditioning disappear
and pure truth can be glimpsed.

At this central point
classical, sacred, world and all music fuse
into a single Nada Brahma,
and the great wisdom traditions
-- Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Hinduism and Judaism --
coexist without conflict
https://www.overgrownpath.com/2014/12/in-search-of-le-point-vierge.html

Quotes Below in this font from:
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

In Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander, where he (Thomas Merton) wrote:

At the center of our being is a point of nothingness
which is untouched by sin and by illusion,
a point of pure truth,
a point or spark which belongs entirely to God,
which is never at our disposal,
from which God disposes of our lives,
which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our own mind
or the brutalities of our own will.

This little point of nothingness and of absolute poverty
is the pure glory of God in us.
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

Reincarnation or not,
I am as tired of talking and writing
as if I had done it for centuries.
Now it is the time to listen at length to this Asian ocean.
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

The country which is nowhere is the real home.
His (Thomas Merton) real home was le point vierge,
the place in himself reserved only for God.

Perhaps I have an obligation to preserve the stillness,
the silence,
the poverty,
the virginal point of pure nothingness
which is at the center of all other loves.
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

“What can we gain by sailing to the moon
if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves?”
Merton asked.
“This is the most important of all voyages of discovery,
and without it all the rest are not only useless but disastrous.”

To update Merton’s question:
What can we gain by fixing climate change or ending poverty
or terraforming Mars if we remain alienated from ourselves?
How to cross that abyss?

Brother Leander:
You must let the prayer descend to your heart, laddie!

Brother Isidore:
Let us be silent before God who made us.

Brother Jerome:
You learn to talk to silence, and silence answers in silence.
https://emergencemagazine.org/story/on-the-road-with-thomas-merton/

https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/87400-the-divine-matrix-bridging-time-space-miracles-and-belief?page=2

The lesson was less about reacting to what the world was showing us
and more about creating our own rules for what we choose to experience.
The secret here is that our instructor was experiencing himself
from the perspective that he was already fixed
in one place on that mat.

In those moments,
he was living from the outcome of his meditation.

Until he chose
to break the chains in his imagination,
nothing could move him.
And that’s precisely what we found out.”
― Gregg Braden,
Above is conclusion of short article here...well worth the read...:
https://www.greggbraden.com/blog/message-from-a-native-american-wisdom-keeper/

The Divine Matrix: Bridging Time, Space, Miracles, and Belief
https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/25150.Gregg_Braden?page=2
See Read More below afternoon quotes for full story of above quote

AFTERNOON

Let go of your mind and then be mindful.
Close your ears and listen!
Rumi

There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine.
O traveller, if you are in search of that, don’t look outside,
look inside yourself and seek that..
Rumi

You are not meant for crawling, so don’t.
You have wings.
Learn to use them and fly.
Rumi

I have neither a soul nor a body,
for I come from the very Soul of all souls.
Rumi

See Read More Below
for
More from Gregg Braden
+
Excellent Taylor Caldwell - Seneca's THE LISTENER
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Foreword to Caldwell's Book THE LISTENER
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