This entire predawn morning has been very rainy...
NOW...at Sunise Time, all rain has stopped and entire sky VERY dark..
Roosters Crowing from all directions--banana tree at my window dripping with rain drops from so much rain..
Mother Ocean's lull cannot be heard right now with human ears.
The annual Visitation of Flocks of Black Pigeons are swarming in the gardenlot on Pigeon Plumb Tree
SO...no walk to sunrise beach this morning
All Sunrise Photos from ARCHIVES
April 25, 2015
PHOBIAS OR PANIC
CESSATION OF ALL UNEASE
THE BREATH THAT BREATHES
THE WIND THAT WHISPERS
THE BIRD THAT GLIDES
THE SMILE THAT SMILES
ALWAYS AND BEFORE/AFTER FOREVER…
AS ALL THAT IS
describes the mystical intuitive knowledge of spiritual truth
reached through ecstatic experiences,
rather than revealed or rationally acquired.
A seeker of ma'rifa is called
'arif, "the one who knows"
**When the above Morning Whisper Wrote,
we had absolutely NO CONSCIOUS MEMORY
of the Ma/rifa/arif.k Understanding
ALL the below quotes chosen PRIOR to this morning
(..for today's Sharing)
during the last few days...
Part - 3
When you are ‘Aware’ you have always been Self Realized
[since it is your ever-present Reality]
… IT will have no significance, nor will it be ‘known’ at all.
All labels constructed by the sleeping God-SELF You Are – dissolve,
along with their many meanings.
since there is no attachment to consequences …
What IS, simply IS.
Peace, in all circumstances IS.
have also faded into nothing-ness
because the belief in victim-hood
has departed along with separation.
with an all-encompassing compassion
for those who still suffer in the world of dreams.
may often seem passive and indifferent,
that one knows that everything playing
on the screen of consciousness
‘is’ ONE ‘as’ them
and the Peace, Joy and Love they Are
experiences no separation.
the world and the universe have melted
into the seamless essence of Beauty
to the one who is Aware of Truth.
of drama within the dream
touch the one who sees
the Infinite Harmony in diversity.
YOU ARE THIS.
The heart is yearning to be open.
When a heart meets an open heart,
when a match approaches a lighted match,
it rejoices in unity, in the flame;
There is no longer a match.
This is called transmission.
But nothing is transmitted.
No one transmits, no one receives;
There is heart-to-heart transmission.
There is only one heart.
Can you find another market like this?
Where, with your one rose
you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?
Where, for one seed you get a whole wilderness?
For one weak breath, the divine wind?
You have been fearful of being absorbed
in the ground, or drawn up by the air.
Now your waterbead lets go
and drops into the ocean, where it came from.
It is a deep honoring of yourself.
When the ocean comes to you as a lover,
marry, at once, quickly for God's sake.
Don't postpone it. Existence has no better gift.
No amount of searching will find this.
A perfect falcon, for no reason,
has landed on your shoulder, and become yours.
translation by Coleman Barks
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Gathering "rare" low tide coarse sand at Remembrance Rock
Additional Afternoon Photos