IN ALL REALMS…
CLEAR SEEING HAPPENS
O SO SIMPLE!
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5:59 AM-12/5/19
So Close … Closer Than Breath
So Close
From the Tibetan Shangpa Kagyu tradition comes this exquisite riddle:
It’s so close you can’t see it.
It’s so profound you can’t fathom it.
It’s so simple you can’t believe it.
It’s so good you can’t accept it.
What is it?
Conclusion:
This that is so good pervades all being.
It is the pure love-generosity that is
so close,
so profound,
so simple
we can’t surround it
with our usual ways of knowing and feeling.
As Rumi advises,
“Close these eyes to open the other.
Let the center brighten your sight.”
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Angelus Silesius
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it blooms simply because it blooms.
It pays no attention to itself,
nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.
You have not been delivered, believe me, of your burden.
yet it survives.
It is ourselves that fade from it
and our ephemeral lives.
Christ could be born a thousand times in Bethlehem
– but all in vain until He is born in me.
It is beyond all place. What should my quest then be? I must, transcending God, into the desert flee
The All proceedeth from the One,
And into One must All regress:
If otherwise, the All remains
Asunder-riven manyness.
Beyond the touch of Time and Place:
The more thou graspest after Him,
The more he fleeth thy embrace.
Naught ever can be known in God: One and Alone Is He.
To know Him, Knower must be one with Known.
The precious Pearl of Paradise Wouldst thou not lose,
then must thou be Thyself that Pearl of greatest price.
If thou dost love a Something, Man,
Thou lovest naught that doth abide.
God is not This nor That—do thou
Leave Somethings utterly aside
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"Messenger Of The Heart: The Book Of Angelus Silesius
By Frederick Franck"
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who learns to be unruffled
by loss, by gain,
by, joy, by pain.
How short our span!
If you once realized how brief,
you would refrain
from causing any beast or man
the smallest grief, the slightest pain.
for me he died -
Unless I become God
through Him,
His birth is mocked
His death denied
no gesture, no sound.
It is communion, calm and still
with our own godly Ground
- In silence He is heard, in silence worshiped best
- No thought for the hereafter have the wise,
- for on this very earth they live in paradise
- All heaven's glory is within and so is hell's fierce burning.
- You must yourself decide in which direction you are turning
- Unless you find paradise at your own center,
- there is not the smallest chance
That you may enter
- is a mere fairytale. It simply is the Me
That makes me fail.
Above in this font from
Translation in "Messenger Of The Heart: The Book Of Angelus Silesius
By Frederick Franck"
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Andrew Harvey's New book
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we are brought home to the immediacy
that we may have avoided all our lives--
the vibrant aliveness Here-Now,
the only place where we ever actually are.
or the inevitable planetary death
in which the earth itself will be no more,
or even the end of the entire known universe,
death is the single reality
that most clearly informs us that
the future is a fantasy
and that the person and the world
and everything
that we have been so concerned about
are all fleeting bubbles in a stream.
and staying young forever,
nor is it about avoiding or denying
any of the messiness and painful loss that aging and dying and living inevitably involve.
nor does it promise any kind of afterlife “for you”
through heaven or reincarnation.
and therefore life, wholeheartedly and relaxing
into the total disintegration and loss of control that growing old and falling apart
— and living and loving and being awake--
actually entails.
~ Joan Tollifson
Death: The End of Self-Improvement
by Joan Tollifson
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Dear friends,
I am thrilled and honored to present to you my new book, Becoming God: 108 Epigrams from The Cherubinic Pilgrim by Angelus Silesius.
Angelus Silesius is one of humanity’s
few universal mystics.
He lived in the 17th century and his work had an enormous impact in German literature,
but he is far too little known in the English-speaking world.
I have worked on this book for half my lifetime
because I have come to understand that Silesius
knew the greatest secret of all,
the secret that burns
at the heart of the world’s great mystical traditions.
This secret is that humanity is
destined to be transfigured in heart, mind, soul, and body—going though not only an existential crisis
of epic proportions
but an actual mutation
from one kind of species to another.
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