HELD IN THE VOID OF ORIGIN’S CORE
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FROM THAT BEYOND-AWARENESS-SILENCE
ALL THAT IS GENUINE TRUTH OF BEING ARISES
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3:25 AM-9/23/20
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FROM THAT BEYOND-AWARENESS-SILENCE
ALL THAT IS GENUINE TRUTH OF BEING ARISES
ew
3:25 AM-9/23/20
Sometimes as an antidote
To fear of death,
I eat the stars.
Those nights, lying on my back,
I suck them from the quenching dark
Til they are all, all inside me,
Pepper hot and sharp.
To fear of death,
I eat the stars.
Those nights, lying on my back,
I suck them from the quenching dark
Til they are all, all inside me,
Pepper hot and sharp.
Sometimes, instead, I stir myself
Into a universe still young,
Still warm as blood:
No outer space, just space,
The light of all the not yet stars
Drifting like a bright mist,
And all of us, and everything
Already there
But unconstrained by form.
Into a universe still young,
Still warm as blood:
No outer space, just space,
The light of all the not yet stars
Drifting like a bright mist,
And all of us, and everything
Already there
But unconstrained by form.
And sometime it’s enough
To lie down here on earth
Beside our long ancestral bones:
To walk across the cobble fields
Of our discarded skulls,
Each like a treasure, like a chrysalis,
Thinking: whatever left these husks
Flew off on bright wings.
Rebecca Elson
From a Brain Pickings Post.
The Universe in Verse 2020 trailer: "Antidotes to Fear of Death" from Maria Popova on Vimeo.
https://www.jademountains.net/antidotes-to-fear-of-death-poem-by-rebecca-elson/
To lie down here on earth
Beside our long ancestral bones:
To walk across the cobble fields
Of our discarded skulls,
Each like a treasure, like a chrysalis,
Thinking: whatever left these husks
Flew off on bright wings.
Rebecca Elson
From a Brain Pickings Post.
The Universe in Verse 2020 trailer: "Antidotes to Fear of Death" from Maria Popova on Vimeo.
https://www.jademountains.net/antidotes-to-fear-of-death-poem-by-rebecca-elson/
Stay With It
In the midst of our present troubles
I remembered some unconventional advice
that Bernadette (Roberts) wrote me in a letter.
I was complaining to her about some suffering
I was going through at the time.
In the midst of our present troubles
I remembered some unconventional advice
that Bernadette (Roberts) wrote me in a letter.
I was complaining to her about some suffering
I was going through at the time.
She advised me that if my suffering wasn’t serving my relationship with God,
I should do what I could to get rid of it.
But she went on to say, if I can stay with it,
go all the way to the bottom,
to the very limit of my capacity for pain,
I would see that there, it turns into God.
I should do what I could to get rid of it.
But she went on to say, if I can stay with it,
go all the way to the bottom,
to the very limit of my capacity for pain,
I would see that there, it turns into God.
So, she suggested, perhaps I should ask for it to be worse. (!)
In hearing this story it is important to be aware of the difference
between pain and suffering;
pain is part of life and cannot be avoided.
Suffering is what we add to the pain by resisting it -
and complaining about it.
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between pain and suffering;
pain is part of life and cannot be avoided.
Suffering is what we add to the pain by resisting it -
and complaining about it.
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I asked questions.
I never found answers.
My mind only emptied.
Sadhguru
I never found answers.
My mind only emptied.
Sadhguru
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AFTERNOON
Quiescence – the rupturing of the silence
In the beginning was the Quiescence.
It was a silence that stretched into eternity –
perfect and unbroken.
In the beginning was the Quiescence.
It was a silence that stretched into eternity –
perfect and unbroken.
Then out of the Quiescence arose an event horizon.
And so came the event itself –
the first moment of the universe was born as sound,
as light, as fire.
And so came the event itself –
the first moment of the universe was born as sound,
as light, as fire.
The circle of perfection was broken as what we know
as the Big Bang occurred.
The silence was ruptured and a fracture appeared
as space and time were also born out of the first moment.
as the Big Bang occurred.
The silence was ruptured and a fracture appeared
as space and time were also born out of the first moment.
The fracture opened and life poured itself into the hole,
trying to fill it,
trying to repair the rent.
trying to fill it,
trying to repair the rent.
No matter how much life tried, the hole remained.
Ever since the first event life has continued
to try and fill the black hole
at the heart of the whole.
Ever since the first event life has continued
to try and fill the black hole
at the heart of the whole.
This pouring of life into itself we call evolution.
The hole we came in time to know as
‘the sacred wound’.
https://genekeys.com/articles/hologenesis-and-the-sacred-wound-the-story-behind-your-profile/
The hole we came in time to know as
‘the sacred wound’.
https://genekeys.com/articles/hologenesis-and-the-sacred-wound-the-story-behind-your-profile/
We humans have no real idea of the capacities
of this body in which we live.
It can sip the nectar of a star when it’s correctly attuned.
It can make sweet love to another person just from thinking about them.
of this body in which we live.
It can sip the nectar of a star when it’s correctly attuned.
It can make sweet love to another person just from thinking about them.
The body is a mirror of the macrocosm.
It has so many jewels and treasures within it
that we couldn’t explore them all if we had aeons.
It has so many jewels and treasures within it
that we couldn’t explore them all if we had aeons.
Our bodies are the last great, untamed wilderness.
They’re the frontier,
not the final frontier,
they are the only frontier.
They’re the frontier,
not the final frontier,
they are the only frontier.
We’ll never exhaust their abilities or their capacity
for love and Ecstasy.
- Excerpt from the 64 Ways
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for love and Ecstasy.
- Excerpt from the 64 Ways
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