IT IS ALWAYS NOW & ALWAYS
THAT QUALITY MOMENT
IN/OF/AS
ETERNAL’S ENSOULED EMBODIMENT…
ALL THE SAME
(WITH OR WITHOUT A BREATH, BODY OR MIND)
LIVING…ALWAYS NOW….
WHAT HUMANS DESCRIBE AS
‘THE AFTERLIFE’
ew
4:32 AM-6/2/19
THAT ABOVE MOMENT HAPPENED
4:15 AM
Sunday, June 2, 2019
See Read More below Afternoon Photos
for
Full Wording of the Above Realization
THAT QUALITY MOMENT
IN/OF/AS
ETERNAL’S ENSOULED EMBODIMENT…
ALL THE SAME
(WITH OR WITHOUT A BREATH, BODY OR MIND)
LIVING…ALWAYS NOW….
WHAT HUMANS DESCRIBE AS
‘THE AFTERLIFE’
ew
4:32 AM-6/2/19
THAT ABOVE MOMENT HAPPENED
4:15 AM
Sunday, June 2, 2019
See Read More below Afternoon Photos
for
Full Wording of the Above Realization
Rejoice! The aspiration of Hafiz
and the breath of all believers
who rise with the sun and with God
have broken the heavy chains of
illusion and set me free.
http://www.rassouli.com/
and the breath of all believers
who rise with the sun and with God
have broken the heavy chains of
illusion and set me free.
http://www.rassouli.com/
BELOW
This Song of Freedom
was waiting
via the InBox for E-mails this morning...
...read AFTER the above
Morning Whisper Happened/Happens
Hafiz - Song of Freedom
Last night, midnight became
an exalted dawn.....
This Song of Freedom
was waiting
via the InBox for E-mails this morning...
...read AFTER the above
Morning Whisper Happened/Happens
Hafiz - Song of Freedom
Last night, midnight became
an exalted dawn.....
.....as they kissed the grief
from my mouth and breathed
the breath of life between these lips.
In that holy darkness, they let me
drink from the Waters of Life.
from my mouth and breathed
the breath of life between these lips.
In that holy darkness, they let me
drink from the Waters of Life.
The light of love poured
through me until I fell down drunk,
reeling in ecstasy.
This cup has spilled over!
Now the wine of reflection shows
only the beloved’s grace.
through me until I fell down drunk,
reeling in ecstasy.
This cup has spilled over!
Now the wine of reflection shows
only the beloved’s grace.
What a glorious midnight!
What a blessed darkness
when, on that Night of Great Reward,
I finally received the deed
to the fortune of my soul.
What a blessed darkness
when, on that Night of Great Reward,
I finally received the deed
to the fortune of my soul.
From now on, my face
is the mirror which everywhere
reflects love’s ultimate beauty.
In the splendor of this place,
I saw all the wonders of eternity revealed.
is the mirror which everywhere
reflects love’s ultimate beauty.
In the splendor of this place,
I saw all the wonders of eternity revealed.
So does it really surprise you
that I dance through the streets
singing out joy for all those
privileged enough to have ears?
For this, I received the alms of my salvation.
that I dance through the streets
singing out joy for all those
privileged enough to have ears?
For this, I received the alms of my salvation.
For on that day,
the Unseen Messenger brought me
this magnificent news:
Tyranny and grief can never prevail over
patience and the steadfast heart.
the Unseen Messenger brought me
this magnificent news:
Tyranny and grief can never prevail over
patience and the steadfast heart.
These, my friend, were
the keys to my freedom.
All the sugar pouring from my words
is the sweet reward of patience.
For this, they gave me the whole cane stalk!
the keys to my freedom.
All the sugar pouring from my words
is the sweet reward of patience.
For this, they gave me the whole cane stalk!
Rejoice! The aspiration of Hafiz
and the breath of all believers
who rise with the sun and with God
have broken the heavy chains of
illusion and set me free.
http://www.rassouli.com/
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and the breath of all believers
who rise with the sun and with God
have broken the heavy chains of
illusion and set me free.
http://www.rassouli.com/
facebook
Sunrise Dec 19, 2014 Harbour Island Beach
December 24, 2014 Harbour Island Sunrise Beach
December 26, 2014 Sunrise Harbour Island Beach
THE ABOVE HAFIZ POEM
from the upcoming book
Hafiz: Wisdom of Madness
Selected Poems
See this Link for More Information
http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/2019/06/hafiz-song-of-freedom.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+NoMindsLand+%28No+Mind%27s+Land%29
I want to surrender
to your silence which peels me....
arif k.
Full Poem Here
http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/
Also see CATEGORY arif k.
on right column of this webpage
to your silence which peels me....
arif k.
Full Poem Here
http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/
Also see CATEGORY arif k.
on right column of this webpage
AFTERNOON
Read More Below
Full Sharing of REALIZATION - Morning Whisper
Additional Afternoon Photos
Full Sharing of REALIZATION - Morning Whisper
Additional Afternoon Photos
REALIZED
∞
(yesterday morning)
AS THE PRESENT MOMENT
IS ALWAYS BEFORE/DURING/AFTER FOREVER
=
THE TAO SILENT PRESENCE
∞
ALL IS ETERNALLY WELL
ew
2:14 AM-6/1/19
*****************************************************
∞
(yesterday morning)
AS THE PRESENT MOMENT
IS ALWAYS BEFORE/DURING/AFTER FOREVER
=
THE TAO SILENT PRESENCE
∞
ALL IS ETERNALLY WELL
ew
2:14 AM-6/1/19
*****************************************************
Beginning a NEW Folder for Dailies as this moment
4:15AM-
Sunday, June 2, 2019
of Realization so Monumental
Above is yesterday’s Whisper as it portends what has Happened….
well, it’s More than that:!!!!.... EVERYTHING known/unknown….remembered/NOT remembered
has been preparation….for this present Peeling into Greater Clarity…
FINALLY WE UNDERSTAND VIA EXPERIENCE
THAT WHICH CANNOT BE WORDED….BUT THE LIFE LIVED MAY POINT TOWARDS
THAT…
each time we sleep at night, it could be final breath…each daytime ‘nap’ taken..each blank spot while conscious…such as crashing on Remembrance Rock Sept 7, 2018…...each moment could be final breath
there is NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO CONCERN ONE’S SOUL WITH….
THE ORGASMIC BELLY LAUGH IRONY/JOKE
IN THIS MOMENT OF UNDERSTANDING/REALIZATION/CLARITY IS:
THE SOUL IS NEVER ‘CONCERNED’ OR WORRIED…
IF ANY WORRY OR UPSET OCCURS IN ANY DIMENSION OF AWARENESS
BE ASSURED OF THE OPPORTUNITY TO RETURN TO TAO’D SOUL CONSCIOUSNESS
RATHER THAN CONTINUE IN EGOIC REALITIES…
ALL NEED TO SHARE PERSONAL DRAMA IS NOW IN STATE OF CESSATION..
∞
THIS IS ORIGINAL AKASHA TAO CORE KNOWING
IS NOT NEW
HOWEVER THE REALIZATION OF THIS PEELING
IS BRAND NEW AS OF THE ABOVE MOMENT
IT IS ALWAYS NOW & ALWAYS
THAT QUALITY MOMENT
IN/OF/AS
ETERNAL’S EMBODIMENT…
ALL THE SAME
(WITH OR WITHOUT A BREATH, BODY OR MIND)
LIVING…ALWAYS NOW….
WHAT HUMANS DESCRIBE AS ‘THE AFTERLIFE’
ew
4:32 AM-6/2/19
THAT ABOVE MOMENT HAPPENED
4:15 AM
Sunday, June 2, 2019
4:15AM-
Sunday, June 2, 2019
of Realization so Monumental
Above is yesterday’s Whisper as it portends what has Happened….
well, it’s More than that:!!!!.... EVERYTHING known/unknown….remembered/NOT remembered
has been preparation….for this present Peeling into Greater Clarity…
FINALLY WE UNDERSTAND VIA EXPERIENCE
THAT WHICH CANNOT BE WORDED….BUT THE LIFE LIVED MAY POINT TOWARDS
THAT…
each time we sleep at night, it could be final breath…each daytime ‘nap’ taken..each blank spot while conscious…such as crashing on Remembrance Rock Sept 7, 2018…...each moment could be final breath
there is NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO CONCERN ONE’S SOUL WITH….
THE ORGASMIC BELLY LAUGH IRONY/JOKE
IN THIS MOMENT OF UNDERSTANDING/REALIZATION/CLARITY IS:
THE SOUL IS NEVER ‘CONCERNED’ OR WORRIED…
IF ANY WORRY OR UPSET OCCURS IN ANY DIMENSION OF AWARENESS
BE ASSURED OF THE OPPORTUNITY TO RETURN TO TAO’D SOUL CONSCIOUSNESS
RATHER THAN CONTINUE IN EGOIC REALITIES…
ALL NEED TO SHARE PERSONAL DRAMA IS NOW IN STATE OF CESSATION..
∞
THIS IS ORIGINAL AKASHA TAO CORE KNOWING
IS NOT NEW
HOWEVER THE REALIZATION OF THIS PEELING
IS BRAND NEW AS OF THE ABOVE MOMENT
IT IS ALWAYS NOW & ALWAYS
THAT QUALITY MOMENT
IN/OF/AS
ETERNAL’S EMBODIMENT…
ALL THE SAME
(WITH OR WITHOUT A BREATH, BODY OR MIND)
LIVING…ALWAYS NOW….
WHAT HUMANS DESCRIBE AS ‘THE AFTERLIFE’
ew
4:32 AM-6/2/19
THAT ABOVE MOMENT HAPPENED
4:15 AM
Sunday, June 2, 2019
The below was posted yesterday...June 1st,
but is VITAL to re-Remember Now and Always...
David Carse - ‘nobody home’
The flute does not know music:
it does not know ‘G’ from ‘B flat;’
it does not know tempo or emphasis,
and cannot make music come out of itself:
it’s just a hollow bamboo stick with holes in it!
It is the musician who has the knowledge
and the skill and the intention
and the dexterity, and whose breath
blows through the instrument
and whose fingers manipulate the openings
so that beautiful music flows out.
When the music is ended,
no one congratulates the wooden stick
on the music it made:
it is the musician who is applauded and thanked
for this beautiful gift of music.
It is precisely so with what we think of as our ‘selves.’
We are instruments, hollow sticks,
through which the Breath, the Spirit, the Energy
which is Presence,
All That Is,
Consciousness, flows.
Just as it is not the flute making the note,
but the Musician making the note through the instrument,
so it is the breath which is Presence
which animates this mind and body
and comes out through this mouth
to make it seem
that this mouth is speaking words.
The basic misunderstanding,
the basic ignorance,
is this unwitting usurpation of the role of Musician
by the instrument.
This inversion of the truth is spontaneously realized
when the Understanding occurs.
It becomes obvious that there is no individual,
that there is ‘nobody home,’
no entity here to be the doer or not.
Because awakening
is simply the Understanding
that there is no one here to awaken.
~ David Carse, Perfect Brilliant Stillness
http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/2019/05/david-carse-nobody-home.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+NoMindsLand+%28No+Mind%27s+Land%29
but is VITAL to re-Remember Now and Always...
David Carse - ‘nobody home’
The flute does not know music:
it does not know ‘G’ from ‘B flat;’
it does not know tempo or emphasis,
and cannot make music come out of itself:
it’s just a hollow bamboo stick with holes in it!
It is the musician who has the knowledge
and the skill and the intention
and the dexterity, and whose breath
blows through the instrument
and whose fingers manipulate the openings
so that beautiful music flows out.
When the music is ended,
no one congratulates the wooden stick
on the music it made:
it is the musician who is applauded and thanked
for this beautiful gift of music.
It is precisely so with what we think of as our ‘selves.’
We are instruments, hollow sticks,
through which the Breath, the Spirit, the Energy
which is Presence,
All That Is,
Consciousness, flows.
Just as it is not the flute making the note,
but the Musician making the note through the instrument,
so it is the breath which is Presence
which animates this mind and body
and comes out through this mouth
to make it seem
that this mouth is speaking words.
The basic misunderstanding,
the basic ignorance,
is this unwitting usurpation of the role of Musician
by the instrument.
This inversion of the truth is spontaneously realized
when the Understanding occurs.
It becomes obvious that there is no individual,
that there is ‘nobody home,’
no entity here to be the doer or not.
Because awakening
is simply the Understanding
that there is no one here to awaken.
~ David Carse, Perfect Brilliant Stillness
http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/2019/05/david-carse-nobody-home.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+NoMindsLand+%28No+Mind%27s+Land%29
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