THE MOST EFFORTLESS EASE STATE OF GRACE
REGARDLESS OF PHYSICAL WORLD CIRCUMSTANCES
TRUTH OF BEING
BALM OF GILEAD*
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted --
On this home by Horror haunted – tell me truly, I implore --
"Is there – is there balm in Gilead? – tell me – tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
Edgar Allen Poe-1845
Poe said the raven is meant to symbolize
"Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance".
"This is the Balm of Gilead –
the willingness to allow ourselves to be poured out
for the good of others.”
(see below for one person’s Biblical understanding)
And produces flowers and fruits,
Even though it has no objective
Outside of itself.
What does it matter if a dumb person
Observes a vow of silence or not?
The wise remain steadfast in their own divinity
Whether they worship or not.
Will the flame of a lamp
Remain without light
If we do not ask her to wear
The garment of light?
Is not the moon bathed in light
Even though we do not ask her
To wear the moonlight?
Fire is naturally hot;
Why should we consider heating it?
A wise person is aware
That he, himself, is the Lord;
Therefore, even when he is not worshiping,
He is worshiping.
Have both been snuffed out,
And worshiping and not worshiping
Are sitting in the same seat,
And eating from the same bowl.
In such a state,
The sacred scriptures are the same as censure,
And censure itself
Is the same as a sweet hymn of praise.
Both praise and censure
Are, in fact, reduced to silence;
Even though there is speech,
It is silence.
That sage is making pilgrimage to God;
And, if he attains to God,
That attainment is non-attainment.
That in such a state,
Moving about on foot
And remaining seated in one place
Are the same!
No matter what his eyes fall upon
At any time,
He always enjoys the vision of God.
If God Himself appears before him,
It is as if he has seen nothing;
For God and His devotee
Are on the same level.
The play of a ball,
We might be able to say something
About the behavior of the sage.
This spontaneous, natural devotion
Cannot be touched by the hand of action,
Nor can knowledge penetrate it.
It goes on without end,
In communion with itself.
What bliss can be compared to this?
It is the place in which meditation
And knowledge become merged.
O blissful and almighty Lord!
You have made us the sole sovereign
In the kingdom of perfect bliss.
That You have awakened the wakeful,
Laid to rest those who are sleeping,
And made us to realize
Our own Self!
We are Yours entirely!
Out of love,
You include us as Your own,
As is befitting Your greatness.
Nor do You give anything of Yourself to anyone else.
We do not know how You enjoy your greatness.
O noble One!
It is Your pleasure
To become our nearest and dearest
By taking away from us
Our sense of difference from You.
from Chapter Nine of his Amritanubhav, “The Nectar of Mystical Experience”
Sant Jnaneshvar - The Nectar of Mystical Experience
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Amritanubhav, “The Nectar of Mystical Experience”:
Jnaneshvar: The Life and Works of the Celebrated Thirteenth Century Indian Mystic-Poet
while living only twenty-two years,
made an indelible mark on the whole of Hindu spirituality.
Before Jnaneshwar’s time,
the scriptures of India were in the secret language of Sanskrit
and completely unavailable to the lower classes.
Breaking from tradition,
Jnaneshwar not only translated the central Sanskrit text,
the Bhagavad Cita, into the common language of Marathi
but added a magnificent commentary
which expounds the complete path of yoga and spiritual practice.
His commentary, the Jnaneshwari,
still stands among the greatest spiritual works ever written.
It cannot be spoken of or spoken to;
by no means may It be comprehended by the intellect.
I honor the union of Shiva and Shakti,
who devour this world of name and form like a sweet dish.
All that remains is the One.
Embracing each other they merge into One,
As darkness merges with the light
At the breaking of dawn.
When we discover their Unity,
All words and all thoughts dissolve into silence,
Just as when the Universal Deluge comes,
the waters of the ocean,
and those of the Ganges,
will merge into one.
The air and the wind will merge into the endless sky;
The sun and its light will merge into the Universal Fire.
With a true vision of them,
the seer and the seen merge into one.
Again I honor the two who are one.
They are like an ocean of knowledge.
And only those who throw themselves in
can drink of their waters.
I appear separate from them just so I can honor them.
But that separation is not real,
it is only in name.
and prevents the manifestation of their divinity.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
all worship is a burden,
all dancing is a chore,
all music is mere noise.
“Be more silent.”
As that happens,
your soul starts to revive.