IS WHICH CONTAINS ALL
THAT IS AKASHA-TAO-CORE-MEANT-TO-BE
IF
WITHOUT
“I” DO’S ADO
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TRANSPARENT CONDUIT
SINCE BEFORE TIME
ew
4:24 AM-8/18/18
ABSOLUTELY NO NEED
NO INCLINATION
FOR
DIVISIVE MINDING-MIND OR CLEAR MIND
TO TRY TO UNDERSTAND ANYTHING/ANYONE
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EACH MOMENT NAKED GRACE AWARENESS
SUFFICETH
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THE ONE ETERNAL MOMENT
THE WAY OF IMMORTALS’ LIFE
SINCE
BEFORE, DURING & BEYOND
ALL
ew
During Sunrise
8/18/18
AFTERNOON
the Sunrise Whisper had been Nudging that something was still missing...
a Something More i had experienced in the Vast Scope of that sunrise experience......
but what words could/would say that?
...then knew without thinking or searching find eyes looking at a blog
.... and INSTANTLY this poem appeared...
innocence
which IS saying so beautifully, or much closer,
to the experience this morning.
Both the edited Whisper and innocence
are below
(PS...this is an example of the Increase of Synchronicities..
....that continues to More Totally Glide this life
DURING SUNRISE
ABSOLUTELY NO NEED
NO INCLINATION
FOR
DIVISIVE MINDING-MIND, CLEAR MIND
OR ANY TYPE OF MIND
TO TRY TO UNDERSTAND
ANYTHING/ANYONE
<
EACH MOMENT NAKED GRACE AWARENESS
SUFFICETH
<
THE ONE ETERNAL MOMENT
THE WAY OF IMMORTALS’ LIFE
SINCE
BEFORE, DURING & BEYOND
ALL
ew
During Sunrise
8/18/18
+
12:29 p.m.-8/18/18
for above Enhanced Version
My gaze is clear as a sunflower.
My way is to walk the roads
Looking right and left
And sometimes looking behind me...
What I see at each moment
Is that which I never
Caught sight of before.
The knack of essential astonishment
That an infant might experience
If at birth he were aware
That he was actually born!
I feel myself born at each moment
Into the everlasting newness
of the world.
As I believe in a daisy
Because I see it.
But I do not think about it
Because to think is to not-understand.
The world was not made
For us to think about it
(To think is to have sick vision)
But for us to look at it and assent.
If I talk of nature, that is not because
I know what nature is
But because I love it, and love is for this only:
For he who loves never knows what he loves
Or why he loves, or what love is.
And the only innocence is not-thinking.
Fernando Pessoa
from The Keeper of the Flocks
translated by Thomas Merton
http://beingsilentlydrawn.blogspot.com/2018/08/innocence.html
to be Blssfully Unaware of right now...."
from son Justin Culberson
sent the above Aug, 9, 2018
(SAME theme of expcerience
during this morning's sunrise
and poem innocence
+
Reckless Abandon Non-Thinking JOY
of
Afternoon Beach & Stroll to Abode
My gaze is clear as a sunflower.
My way is to walk the roads
Looking right and left
And sometimes looking behind me...
What I see at each moment
Is that which I never
Caught sight of before.
I have the knack of full awareness
The knack of essential astonishment
That an infant might experience
If at birth he were aware
That he was actually born!
I feel myself born at each moment
Into the everlasting newness
of the world.
I believe in the world
As I believe in a daisy
Because I see it.
But I do not think about it
Because to think is to not-understand.
The world was not made
For us to think about it
(To think is to have sick vision)
But for us to look at it and assent.
I have no philosophy: I have senses ...
If I talk of nature, that is not because
I know what nature is
But because I love it, and love is for this only:
For he who loves never knows what he loves
Or why he loves, or what love is.
Loving is eternal innocence
And the only innocence is not-thinking.
Fernando Pessoa
from The Keeper of the Flocks
translated by Thomas Merton
http://beingsilentlydrawn.blogspot.com/2018/08/innocence.html