HUNKERING INTO AND REMAINING AWARE
VIA ONLY
THE INNER CORE ORIGIN
<
EFFORTLESS EASE BREATH OF LIFE & DEATH
<
ONLY SOULUTIONS PRESIDE
VIA
THE VAST ETERNAL CORE
OF
SILENCE
<
∞AH! RELIEF!∞
ew
3:00 AM-7/13/2020
VIA ONLY
THE INNER CORE ORIGIN
<
EFFORTLESS EASE BREATH OF LIFE & DEATH
<
ONLY SOULUTIONS PRESIDE
VIA
THE VAST ETERNAL CORE
OF
SILENCE
<
∞AH! RELIEF!∞
ew
3:00 AM-7/13/2020
Pondering Impermanence...
(From: Mystic Meandering)
With my mother's death last year and now with the COVID
Pandemic - feeling surrounded by death - I have become more
aware of my own mortality, especially at my age, with a body
malfunctioning, broken since birth.
(From: Mystic Meandering)
With my mother's death last year and now with the COVID
Pandemic - feeling surrounded by death - I have become more
aware of my own mortality, especially at my age, with a body
malfunctioning, broken since birth.
So I have been pondering "death" - not morbidly, but with a
sense of the reality of the impermanence of this life of
physicality. What can you do... It's going to happen...
It's just the nature of time for things to fall away in the
cycle of life...
sense of the reality of the impermanence of this life of
physicality. What can you do... It's going to happen...
It's just the nature of time for things to fall away in the
cycle of life...
A few months ago, in my ponderings, I wrote this -
The "I" (the Eternal Being) that inhabits this body is not aging -
but "i" am surprised by the body's increasing decline - knowing
where it is headed - the inevitable...
death...
The "I" (the Eternal Being) that inhabits this body is not aging -
but "i" am surprised by the body's increasing decline - knowing
where it is headed - the inevitable...
death...
Saddened by the prospect -
although grateful that the end
to the body's struggles is closer -
how close "she" doesn't know -
but wonders what that will be like;
to witness the death of her body
and the possibility of a
"cosmic birthing" into a new "form"
of the Formless;
although grateful that the end
to the body's struggles is closer -
how close "she" doesn't know -
but wonders what that will be like;
to witness the death of her body
and the possibility of a
"cosmic birthing" into a new "form"
of the Formless;
or maybe dissolve
back into cosmic dust, or be absorbed
by the Vastness of the Eternal.
Sentience dissolving into the Eternal...
Who really knows...
back into cosmic dust, or be absorbed
by the Vastness of the Eternal.
Sentience dissolving into the Eternal...
Who really knows...
All is transient here.
We're just passing through.
We're just passing through.
I shouldn't be surprised by this,
feeling the body's decline as I do -
but still -
gives me pause...
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from
Mystic Meandering
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feeling the body's decline as I do -
but still -
gives me pause...
*********************************************
from
Mystic Meandering
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dmm on Rock by Ocean/Sunrise..... Novembere 15, 2012
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AFTERNOON
My Soul is racing ahead of me.
It says...
The body is too slow for me
I am going.
Rumi
It says...
The body is too slow for me
I am going.
Rumi
How Prayer Works
Most ancient prayers have nothing in common with petitions; they are, as it were, ‘recapitulations’.
By repeating them aloud or to himself,
a man endeavors to experience what is in them
– their content –
with his mind and feeling,
concentrating and reflecting
on the real sense of each word –
what it really means to him,
how he can understand it.
Most ancient prayers have nothing in common with petitions; they are, as it were, ‘recapitulations’.
By repeating them aloud or to himself,
a man endeavors to experience what is in them
– their content –
with his mind and feeling,
concentrating and reflecting
on the real sense of each word –
what it really means to him,
how he can understand it.
In this way, many ideas will become
connected in his thinking and many thoughts
relating to the words of the prayer
will pass through his mind.
connected in his thinking and many thoughts
relating to the words of the prayer
will pass through his mind.
And then it is precisely these thoughts
which can do for him what he asks God to do.
G. I. Gurdjieff
Quoted in:
A Recapitulation of the Lord's Prayer
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which can do for him what he asks God to do.
G. I. Gurdjieff
Quoted in:
A Recapitulation of the Lord's Prayer
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open secret
Think of the phoenix coming up out of ashes,
but not flying off.
For a moment we have form.
We can't see.
Think of the phoenix coming up out of ashes,
but not flying off.
For a moment we have form.
We can't see.
How can we be conscious and you be conscious
at the same time and separate?
at the same time and separate?
Copper when an alchemist works on it loses its copper qualities.
Seeds in Spring
begin to be trees, no longer seed. Brushwood
put in the fire changes.
Seeds in Spring
begin to be trees, no longer seed. Brushwood
put in the fire changes.
The snow-world melts.
You step in my footprint and it's gone.
You step in my footprint and it's gone.
It's not that I've done anything to deserve
this attention from you.
this attention from you.
Predestination and freewill: We can argue them,
but they're only ideas. What's real
is a presence, like Shams.
—Rumi
Coleman Barks version
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/07/open-secret.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29
but they're only ideas. What's real
is a presence, like Shams.
—Rumi
Coleman Barks version
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/07/open-secret.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29
It is only through
Losing one's mind that
One may come to
One's senses.
All else is like
Trying to smooth water.
Wu Hsin
Losing one's mind that
One may come to
One's senses.
All else is like
Trying to smooth water.
Wu Hsin
Pondering Impermanence...~
With my mother's death last year and now with the COVID
Pandemic - feeling surrounded by death - I have become more
aware of my own mortality, especially at my age, with a body
malfunctioning, broken since birth.
So I have been pondering "death" - not morbidly, but with a
sense of the reality of the impermanence of this life of
physicality. What can you do... It's going to happen...
It's just the nature of time for things to fall away in the
cycle of life...
~
A few months ago, in my ponderings, I wrote this -
The "I" (the Eternal Being) that inhabits this body is not aging -
but "i" am surprised by the body's increasing decline - knowing
where it is headed - the inevitable...
death...
Saddened by the prospect -
although grateful that the end
to the body's struggles is closer -
how close "she" doesn't know -
but wonders what that will be like;
to witness the death of her body
and the possibility of a
"cosmic birthing" into a new "form"
of the Formless; or maybe dissolve
back into cosmic dust, or be absorbed
by the Vastness of the Eternal.
Sentience dissolving into the Eternal...
Who really knows...
All is transient here.
We're just passing through.
I shouldn't be surprised by this,
feeling the body's decline as I do -
but still -
gives me pause...
Mystic Meandering
Feb. 23, 2020
~
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