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is also oneness is liberation,
the uncaused, impersonal, silent stillness
which is the celebration of unconditional love.
This is all there is.
no seeker,
no enlightenment,
no disciple and
no guru .
no path or purpose,
and nothing that has to be achieved.
All that apparently manifests
in the hypnotic dream of separation --
the world, the life story, the search for home,
is one appearing as two
the nothing appearing as everything,
the absolute appearing as the particular.
weaving a destiny
and no choice
functioning at any level.
as it is,
invites the apparent seeker
to rediscover that which is...
impersonal silence
from which unconditional love
overflows and celebrates.
It is the wonderful mystery.
Tony Parsons
https://www.theopensecret.com/
Tony Parsons - The wonderful mystery
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in efforts to enlighten himself.
He started on religion — Christianity.
Then he tried therapy, meditation etc.
All these efforts were apparently of no avail.
Then one day he was suddenly awakened while walking across a park in London.
In his first book, “Open Secret”,
he describes the experience and its impact:...
https://westernmystics.wordpress.com/2015/06/03/tony-parsons/
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IMMORTALITY IS ALL "...winds of homecoming." August 7, 2018 Milestone earthly husband..known in form for last 30 yrs Flights"
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AFTERNOON
about all the work that
has been needed ...
To translate the various
sacred literatures from
sources and cultures
of all different beliefs...
since words were first
recorded, in the most
ancient of all
languages...
So we may understand,
the beauty of these
experiences, told in
all these strange
tongues...
those scribes and the
translators throughout
the centuries...
They needed not ink,
nor pen or any paper
at all...
felt winter, spring, summer
and fall...
They only needed to listen,
to the sweet sound of
the rain...
rise and fall, again
and again...
Feel the joy of watching
the sun, rise and set...
grow, even fuller, still yet...
Simply, taste snow, floating
down from the sky...
close with your eye...
Run through the sand, on
the beach, on a clear
starry night...
mystical Butterfly,
softly alight...
None of these need
any translation, no,
it’s not even a
close call...
speak purely, the most
beautiful language
of all...
below and above...
It’s Mother Earth’s,
very own,
language of Love...
Ed Crowley - Mother Earth’s language of Love.
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