My place is placeless,
a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved....
Rumi
a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved....
Rumi
What emerges from the silence
is the deafening sound of an old world disintegrating.
Marianne Williamson
is the deafening sound of an old world disintegrating.
Marianne Williamson
Only Breath
by Rumi
(1207-1273 AD)
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu,
Buddhist, Sufi, or Zen -
Not any religion or cultural system -
I am not from the East or the West,
not out of the ocean
or up from the ground,
not natural or ethereal,
not composed of elements at all.
I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve
or any origin story.
My place is placeless,
a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved,
have seen the two worlds as one
and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner,
only that breath breathing human being.
There is a way between voice and presence
where information flows.
In disciplined silence it opens.
With wandering talk it closes.
RUMI
****
"Within Silence below stories, below emotion, below even concepts,
the world opens up to include everything held in forgiveness and love.
It can’t be taught, only pointed to.
It must be experienced directly.
It comes when the conditions are right as a matter of grace and more than grace,
of alchemy and personal transformation in which the universal is seeing through you,
just you in all your particularity.
It changes everything,
leaving room for virtues to arise without effort,
because of what’s needed in the moment, and action thusly.
The early Friends (who were startlingly awake) knew this intimately;
today we are lost in words as if these familiars are a sufficient explanation of the world.
There is a deeper calling to return home.
The student asks “What is Buddha?”
The master responds “Great intimacy!”
This is what’s meant by rediscovering Friends in the time of the founding,
at least to me.
May we all be intimate with the universe in its oneness and in its particularity,
which are one and the same,
and act accordingly from where we are truly home. "
John
See
http://www.enteringintosilence.com/2011/04/within-silence-only-breath.html
****
From Zen master Ikkyu something to ponder:
From the world of passions,
returning to the world of passions.
There is a moment’s pause --
if it rains, let it rain,
If the wind blows let it blow.
From Dogen:
"Therefore, flowers fall down even though we love them;
weeds grow even though we dislike them."
And the Truth only arises in the absence of taking sides.
John
http://www.enteringintosilence.com/2011_10_01_archive.html
by Rumi
(1207-1273 AD)
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu,
Buddhist, Sufi, or Zen -
Not any religion or cultural system -
I am not from the East or the West,
not out of the ocean
or up from the ground,
not natural or ethereal,
not composed of elements at all.
I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve
or any origin story.
My place is placeless,
a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved,
have seen the two worlds as one
and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner,
only that breath breathing human being.
There is a way between voice and presence
where information flows.
In disciplined silence it opens.
With wandering talk it closes.
RUMI
****
"Within Silence below stories, below emotion, below even concepts,
the world opens up to include everything held in forgiveness and love.
It can’t be taught, only pointed to.
It must be experienced directly.
It comes when the conditions are right as a matter of grace and more than grace,
of alchemy and personal transformation in which the universal is seeing through you,
just you in all your particularity.
It changes everything,
leaving room for virtues to arise without effort,
because of what’s needed in the moment, and action thusly.
The early Friends (who were startlingly awake) knew this intimately;
today we are lost in words as if these familiars are a sufficient explanation of the world.
There is a deeper calling to return home.
The student asks “What is Buddha?”
The master responds “Great intimacy!”
This is what’s meant by rediscovering Friends in the time of the founding,
at least to me.
May we all be intimate with the universe in its oneness and in its particularity,
which are one and the same,
and act accordingly from where we are truly home. "
John
See
http://www.enteringintosilence.com/2011/04/within-silence-only-breath.html
****
From Zen master Ikkyu something to ponder:
From the world of passions,
returning to the world of passions.
There is a moment’s pause --
if it rains, let it rain,
If the wind blows let it blow.
From Dogen:
"Therefore, flowers fall down even though we love them;
weeds grow even though we dislike them."
And the Truth only arises in the absence of taking sides.
John
http://www.enteringintosilence.com/2011_10_01_archive.html
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