Why I’m ashamed of using words.
–Rumi
(see full poem at end of this post)
There is only life.
There is nobody who lives a life.
–Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/07/not-to-worry_30.html
present in the present.
Spontaneity by-passes
the processes of the conceptual (aspect of) mind.
Reintegration with Nature,
which we are,
is the recovery of spontaneity.
Wu Hsin
(House on a Dune..see Category for that)
The building block upon which
You have been erected.
Even after you have been torn down,
The building block remains.
Centering your attention there is
The direct means to gain
Primordial insight.
–Wu Hsin
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2015/08/insight.html
The messenger comes running toward me, irritated:
Why be so hard to find?
Last night I asked the moon about the Moon, my one question for the visible world, Where is God?
The moon says, I am dust stirred up
when he passed by.
The sun, My face is pale yellow
from just now seeing him.
Water: I slide on my head and face
like a snake, from a spell, he said.
Fire: His lightning,
I want to be that restless.
Wind, why so light?
I would burn if I had a choice.
Earth, quiet and thoughtful?
Inside me I have a garden
and an underground spring. This world hurts my head with its answers,
wine filling my hand, not my glass.
If I could wake completely, I would say without speaking
Why I’m ashamed of using words.
–Rumi
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2015/08/answers-from-elements.html