Continuing with the Sharing of
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
This Sharing began 3/26/19
There are 20 chapters
Below is Chapter 15
The Clear Space of Awareness
Verses 1-10
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
This Sharing began 3/26/19
There are 20 chapters
Below is Chapter 15
The Clear Space of Awareness
Verses 1-10
A SIMPLE SOULUTION:
RESTING IN THE STILLPOINT CORE OF ORIGIN
ALLOWS FALSE REALITIES TO DISAPPEAR
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3:22 AM-4/9/19
RESTING IN THE STILLPOINT CORE OF ORIGIN
ALLOWS FALSE REALITIES TO DISAPPEAR
ew
3:22 AM-4/9/19
Chapter 15
Part 1
The Clear Space of Awareness
1
The man who is pure of heart
Is bound to fulfill himself
In whatever way he is taught.
A worldly man seeks all his life,
But is still bewildered.
Part 1
The Clear Space of Awareness
1
The man who is pure of heart
Is bound to fulfill himself
In whatever way he is taught.
A worldly man seeks all his life,
But is still bewildered.
2
Detached from the senses,
You are free.
Attached, you are bound.
When this is understood,
You may live as you please.
Detached from the senses,
You are free.
Attached, you are bound.
When this is understood,
You may live as you please.
3
When this is understood,
The man who is bright and busy
And full of fine words
Falls silent.
He does nothing.
He is still.
No wonder
Those who wish to enjoy the world
Shun this understanding!
When this is understood,
The man who is bright and busy
And full of fine words
Falls silent.
He does nothing.
He is still.
No wonder
Those who wish to enjoy the world
Shun this understanding!
4
You are not your body.
Your body is not you.
You are not the doer.
You are not the enjoyer.
You are pure awareness,
The witness of all things.
You are without expectation,
Free.
Wherever you go,
Be happy!
You are not your body.
Your body is not you.
You are not the doer.
You are not the enjoyer.
You are pure awareness,
The witness of all things.
You are without expectation,
Free.
Wherever you go,
Be happy!
5
Desire and aversion are of the mind.
The mind is never yours.
You are free of its turmoil.
You are awareness itself,
Never changing.
Wherever you go,
Be happy.
Desire and aversion are of the mind.
The mind is never yours.
You are free of its turmoil.
You are awareness itself,
Never changing.
Wherever you go,
Be happy.
6
For see!
The Self is in all beings,
And all beings are in the Self.
Know you are free,
Free of "I,"
Free of "mine."
Be happy.
For see!
The Self is in all beings,
And all beings are in the Self.
Know you are free,
Free of "I,"
Free of "mine."
Be happy.
7
In you the worlds arise
Like waves in the sea.
It is true!
You are awareness itself.
So free yourself
From the fever of the world.
In you the worlds arise
Like waves in the sea.
It is true!
You are awareness itself.
So free yourself
From the fever of the world.
8
Have faith, my Child, have faith.
Do not be bewildered.
For you are beyond all things,
The heart of all knowing.
You are the Self.
You are God.
Have faith, my Child, have faith.
Do not be bewildered.
For you are beyond all things,
The heart of all knowing.
You are the Self.
You are God.
9
The body is confined
By its natural properties.
It comes,
It lingers awhile,
It goes.
But the Self neither comes nor goes.
So why grieve for the body?
The body is confined
By its natural properties.
It comes,
It lingers awhile,
It goes.
But the Self neither comes nor goes.
So why grieve for the body?
10
If the body lasted till the end of time,
Or vanished today,
What would you win or lose?
You are pure awareness.
If the body lasted till the end of time,
Or vanished today,
What would you win or lose?
You are pure awareness.
Above from
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
The Clear Space of Awareness
Chapter 15 - Verses 1-10
Verses 11-20 posted 4/10/19
Entire Book (pdf) with Excellent Introduction:
http://mystic7.org/images/companies/1/Books/Free/The%20Heart%20of%20Awareness.pdf?1445090941313
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
The Clear Space of Awareness
Chapter 15 - Verses 1-10
Verses 11-20 posted 4/10/19
Entire Book (pdf) with Excellent Introduction:
http://mystic7.org/images/companies/1/Books/Free/The%20Heart%20of%20Awareness.pdf?1445090941313
Stand in your original state of wholeness,
the state before you were born when there was no knowledge "I am"
and therefore no need or want of any kind.
All suffering will end
as soon as you stand in pure Awareness.
***
Intellect is very much necessary
to understand certain fundamentals,
but there is a strict limit
beyond which it cannot go.
Thereafter it is only when intellect gives up all efforts
and acknowledges total surrender
that intuition takes over.
Awakening can only happen spontaneously by itself.
The Net of Jewels
Ramesh S. Balsekar
April 5
the state before you were born when there was no knowledge "I am"
and therefore no need or want of any kind.
All suffering will end
as soon as you stand in pure Awareness.
***
Intellect is very much necessary
to understand certain fundamentals,
but there is a strict limit
beyond which it cannot go.
Thereafter it is only when intellect gives up all efforts
and acknowledges total surrender
that intuition takes over.
Awakening can only happen spontaneously by itself.
The Net of Jewels
Ramesh S. Balsekar
April 5
AFTERNOON
In the Garden of The Beloved
March 29 at 2:52 PM ·
SILENCE, STILLNESS, PEACE
My home is very near a busy road,
But Sitting in its lush garden,
The din and clamor, so close by,
While deemed by some, disruptive,
Is to me a Reminder that Silence,
Has naught to do with sound.
March 29 at 2:52 PM ·
SILENCE, STILLNESS, PEACE
My home is very near a busy road,
But Sitting in its lush garden,
The din and clamor, so close by,
While deemed by some, disruptive,
Is to me a Reminder that Silence,
Has naught to do with sound.
For hearing the myriad notes of Life,
Whether melodious or dissonant,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Intoxicated at The Tavern of The Beloved,
Where Enraptured, it cups its ears and asks,
“Hmm, did you say something?”
Whether melodious or dissonant,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Intoxicated at The Tavern of The Beloved,
Where Enraptured, it cups its ears and asks,
“Hmm, did you say something?”
My mind moves in continuous thought,
But Resting within myself,
The flow of words and images,
While deemed by some, a distraction,
Is to me a Reminder that Stillness,
Has naught to do with movement.
But Resting within myself,
The flow of words and images,
While deemed by some, a distraction,
Is to me a Reminder that Stillness,
Has naught to do with movement.
For as thoughts and images flow,
Whether pleasurable or discordant,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Entranced by the Face of The Beloved,
Where, without turning from Her,
It gestures, “You go on ahead.”
Whether pleasurable or discordant,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Entranced by the Face of The Beloved,
Where, without turning from Her,
It gestures, “You go on ahead.”
The psyche’s weather roils, ever changing,
But Abiding as the formless Sky,
The inconstancy of calm and catastrophe,
While deemed by some, a hindrance,
Is to me a Reminder that Peace,
Has naught to do with change.
But Abiding as the formless Sky,
The inconstancy of calm and catastrophe,
While deemed by some, a hindrance,
Is to me a Reminder that Peace,
Has naught to do with change.
For whether the vicissitudes of emotion,
Bring sunlit joy or darkening sorrow,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Lost in Reverie of The Changeless One,
Ever Radiant in the Heart of Being,
Timeless, Spaceless, Objectless.
Bring sunlit joy or darkening sorrow,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Lost in Reverie of The Changeless One,
Ever Radiant in the Heart of Being,
Timeless, Spaceless, Objectless.
Abandoning silence and clamor,
We become Silence.
Abandoning stillness and motion,
We become Stillness.
We become Silence.
Abandoning stillness and motion,
We become Stillness.
Abandoning peace and unrest,
We become Peace.
We become Peace.
Abandoning all dualities,
We become our Essence.
We become our Essence.
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In the Garden of The Beloved
March 29 at 2:52 PM ·
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March 29 at 2:52 PM ·
come to the conclusion:
I am unborn,
I was unborn and I shall remain unborn.
—Sri Nisargadatta
I am unborn,
I was unborn and I shall remain unborn.
—Sri Nisargadatta
We live in illusion and the appearance of things.
There is a reality.
We are that reality.
When you understand this,
you see that you are nothing,
and being nothing,
you are everything.
That is all.
—Kalu Rinpoche
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There is a reality.
We are that reality.
When you understand this,
you see that you are nothing,
and being nothing,
you are everything.
That is all.
—Kalu Rinpoche
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In the Garden of The Beloved
March 29 at 2:52 PM ·
SILENCE, STILLNESS, PEACE
My home is very near a busy road,
But Sitting in its lush garden,
The din and clamor, so close by,
While deemed by some, disruptive,
Is to me a Reminder that Silence,
Has naught to do with sound.
For hearing the myriad notes of Life,
Whether melodious or dissonant,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Intoxicated at The Tavern of The Beloved,
Where Enraptured, it cups its ears and asks,
“Hmm, did you say something?”
My mind moves in continuous thought,
But Resting within myself,
The flow of words and images,
While deemed by some, a distraction,
Is to me a Reminder that Stillness,
Has naught to do with movement.
For as thoughts and images flow,
Whether pleasurable or discordant,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Entranced by the Face of The Beloved,
Where, without turning from Her,
It gestures, “You go on ahead.”
The psyche’s weather roils, ever changing,
But Abiding as the formless Sky,
The inconstancy of calm and catastrophe,
While deemed by some, a hindrance,
Is to me a Reminder that Peace,
Has naught to do with change.
For whether the vicissitudes of emotion,
Bring sunlit joy or darkening sorrow,
Within, my Soul’s attention is elsewhere,
Lost in Reverie of The Changeless One,
Ever Radiant in the Heart of Being,
Timeless, Spaceless, Objectless.
Abandoning silence and clamor,
We become Silence.
Abandoning stillness and motion,
We become Stillness.
Abandoning peace and unrest,
We become Peace.
Abandoning all dualities,
We become our Essence.
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
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