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 2
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 2
PURE SILENCE OF ASKASHA TAO CORE
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ALL UNFOLDS WITHOUT ILLUSORY INTERFERENCE
FROM THE MAN-CREATED DREAM OF LIFE
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ALL UNFOLDS WITHOUT ILLUSORY INTERFERENCE
FROM THE MAN-CREATED DREAM OF LIFE
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WE ARE THE ANSWER WHEN WE BECOME AS
SILENT AS THE ORIGINAL SILENT ANSWER
WHICH HAS NO QUESTION
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FORMLESSNESS PRESIDES
ALL IS WELL
ew
4:14 AM-3/27/19*
SILENT AS THE ORIGINAL SILENT ANSWER
WHICH HAS NO QUESTION
=
FORMLESSNESS PRESIDES
ALL IS WELL
ew
4:14 AM-3/27/19*
WHEN ONE REMEMBERS
…IS RE-REALIZED…
IT MATTERS NOT THE MAN MADE NAMES AND EVENTS
AS THE STORY IS THE SAME
AND THOSE ALL-WAYS CONFIRM
SUCH TRUTH-OF-BEING-REALITY MANIFESTING/AWAKENING
….
NOT THINKING & NOT TALKING
MATTERS NOT
TO ORIGINAL SILENCE
ew
5:57 AM-3/27/19*
*See Read More
Below Afternoon Photos
for additional notes
from early this morning
…IS RE-REALIZED…
IT MATTERS NOT THE MAN MADE NAMES AND EVENTS
AS THE STORY IS THE SAME
AND THOSE ALL-WAYS CONFIRM
SUCH TRUTH-OF-BEING-REALITY MANIFESTING/AWAKENING
….
NOT THINKING & NOT TALKING
MATTERS NOT
TO ORIGINAL SILENCE
ew
5:57 AM-3/27/19*
*See Read More
Below Afternoon Photos
for additional notes
from early this morning
Chapter 2:
Awareness
1
Yesterday
I lived bewildered,
In illusion.
Awareness
1
Yesterday
I lived bewildered,
In illusion.
But now I am awake,
Flawless and serene,
Beyond the world.
Flawless and serene,
Beyond the world.
2
From my light
The body and the world arise.
So all things are mine,
Or nothing is.
From my light
The body and the world arise.
So all things are mine,
Or nothing is.
3
Now I have given up
The body and the world,
I have a special gift.
I see the infinite Self.
Now I have given up
The body and the world,
I have a special gift.
I see the infinite Self.
4
As a wave,
Seething and foaming,
Is only water
So all creation,
Streaming out of the Self,
Is only the Self.
As a wave,
Seething and foaming,
Is only water
So all creation,
Streaming out of the Self,
Is only the Self.
5
Consider a piece of cloth,
It is only threads!
So all creation,
When you look closely,
Is only the Self.
Consider a piece of cloth,
It is only threads!
So all creation,
When you look closely,
Is only the Self.
6
Like the sugar
In the juice of the sugarcane,
I am the sweetness
In everything I have made.
Like the sugar
In the juice of the sugarcane,
I am the sweetness
In everything I have made.
7
When the Self is unknown
The world arises,
Not when it is known.
But you mistake
The rope for the snake.
When you see the rope,
The snake vanishes.
When the Self is unknown
The world arises,
Not when it is known.
But you mistake
The rope for the snake.
When you see the rope,
The snake vanishes.
8
My nature is light,
Nothing but light.
When the world arises
I alone am shining.
My nature is light,
Nothing but light.
When the world arises
I alone am shining.
9
When the world arises in me,
It is just an illusion:
Water shimmering in the sun,
A vein of silver in mother-of-pearl,
A serpent in a strand of rope.
When the world arises in me,
It is just an illusion:
Water shimmering in the sun,
A vein of silver in mother-of-pearl,
A serpent in a strand of rope.
10
From me the world streams out
And in me it dissolves,
As a bracelet melts into gold,
A pot crumbles into clay,
A wave subsides into water.
From me the world streams out
And in me it dissolves,
As a bracelet melts into gold,
A pot crumbles into clay,
A wave subsides into water.
11
I adore myself.
How wonderful I am!
I can never die.
I adore myself.
How wonderful I am!
I can never die.
The whole world may perish,
From Brahma to a blade of grass,
But I am still here.
From Brahma to a blade of grass,
But I am still here.
AFTERNOON
12
Indeed how wonderful!
I adore myself.
For I have taken form
But I am still one.
Neither coming or going,
Yet I am still everywhere.
Indeed how wonderful!
I adore myself.
For I have taken form
But I am still one.
Neither coming or going,
Yet I am still everywhere.
13
How wonderful,
And how great my powers!
For I am without form,
Yet till the end of time
I uphold the universe.
How wonderful,
And how great my powers!
For I am without form,
Yet till the end of time
I uphold the universe.
14
Wonderful!
For nothing is mine,
Yet it is all mine,
Whatever is thought or spoken.
Wonderful!
For nothing is mine,
Yet it is all mine,
Whatever is thought or spoken.
15
I am not the knower,
Nor the known,
Nor the knowing.
These three are not real.
They only seem to be
When I am not known.
For I am flawl
I am not the knower,
Nor the known,
Nor the knowing.
These three are not real.
They only seem to be
When I am not known.
For I am flawl
16
Two from one!
This is the root of suffering.
Only perceive
That I am one without two,
Pure awareness, pure joy,
And all the world is false.
There is no other remedy!
Two from one!
This is the root of suffering.
Only perceive
That I am one without two,
Pure awareness, pure joy,
And all the world is false.
There is no other remedy!
17
Through ignorance
I once imagined I was bound.
But I am pure awareness.
I live beyond all distinctions,
In unbroken meditation.
Through ignorance
I once imagined I was bound.
But I am pure awareness.
I live beyond all distinctions,
In unbroken meditation.
18
Indeed,
I am neither bound nor free.
An end to illusion!
It is all groundless.
For the whole of creation,
Though it rests in me,
Is without foundation.
Indeed,
I am neither bound nor free.
An end to illusion!
It is all groundless.
For the whole of creation,
Though it rests in me,
Is without foundation.
19
The body is nothing.
The world is nothing.
When you understand this fully,
How can they be invented?
For the Self is pure awareness,
Nothing less.
The body is nothing.
The world is nothing.
When you understand this fully,
How can they be invented?
For the Self is pure awareness,
Nothing less.
20
The body is false,
And so are its fears,
Heaven and hell, freedom and bondage.
It is all invention.
What can they matter to me?
I am awareness itself.
The body is false,
And so are its fears,
Heaven and hell, freedom and bondage.
It is all invention.
What can they matter to me?
I am awareness itself.
21
I see only one.
Many men,
One wilderness.
Then to what may I cling?
I see only one.
Many men,
One wilderness.
Then to what may I cling?
22
I am not the body.
Nor is the body mine.
I am not separate.
I am awareness itself,
Bound only by my thirst for life.
I am not the body.
Nor is the body mine.
I am not separate.
I am awareness itself,
Bound only by my thirst for life.
23
I am the infinite ocean.
When thoughts spring up,
The wind freshens, and like waves
A thousand worlds arise.
I am the infinite ocean.
When thoughts spring up,
The wind freshens, and like waves
A thousand worlds arise.
24
But when the wind falls,
The trader sinks with his ship.
On the boundless ocean of my being
He founders,
And all the worlds with him.
But when the wind falls,
The trader sinks with his ship.
On the boundless ocean of my being
He founders,
And all the worlds with him.
25
But O how wonderful!
I am the unbounded deep In whom all living things
Naturally arise,
Rush against each other playfully,
And then subside. ;
But O how wonderful!
I am the unbounded deep In whom all living things
Naturally arise,
Rush against each other playfully,
And then subside. ;
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Chapter 2
http://www.austincc.edu/adechene/Ashta%20Byrom%20short.pdf
Entire Book with Excellent Introduction:
http://mystic7.org/images/companies/1/Books/Free/The%20Heart%20of%20Awareness.pdf?1445090941313
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Chapter 2
http://www.austincc.edu/adechene/Ashta%20Byrom%20short.pdf
Entire Book with Excellent Introduction:
http://mystic7.org/images/companies/1/Books/Free/The%20Heart%20of%20Awareness.pdf?1445090941313
See Read More Below
for additional notes
from early this morning
&
More Afternoon Photos
for additional notes
from early this morning
&
More Afternoon Photos
(Yesterday’s re-Saturation with Chapter 2 of
THE HEART OF AWARENESS
A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita
did NOT Sit Easily as “Truth” with “my” Deepest Consciousness…
however just as we come to OES
(OpenEyeState)
this morning it is PERFECTLY CLEAR and Truth of Being Understands and IS!
OES with the above HUGE REALIZATION..Pointed Towards in the above Morning Whisper
perhaps the greatest of this lifetime!
Activated by Saturations with recent (yesterday)
THE HEART OF AWARENESS
A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
THE HEART OF AWARENESS
A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita
did NOT Sit Easily as “Truth” with “my” Deepest Consciousness…
however just as we come to OES
(OpenEyeState)
this morning it is PERFECTLY CLEAR and Truth of Being Understands and IS!
OES with the above HUGE REALIZATION..Pointed Towards in the above Morning Whisper
perhaps the greatest of this lifetime!
Activated by Saturations with recent (yesterday)
THE HEART OF AWARENESS
A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Now IT seems so Simple and SO OBVIOUS
all this “time” it is SILENCE which is the Answer
WE ARE THE ANSWER WHEN WE BECOME AS
SILENT AS THE SILENT ANSWER
There is an inner Joy…even a Giddiness
due to this above Realization…
a brand new FREEDOM, yet in same eternal moment
REalize this is the ONLY TRUTH OF BEING THAT HAS EVER BEEN REAL
no wonder all the extreme gyrations of this particular lifetime
due to the fact NOTHING most live and preach
made any Real Sense with my very Depths.
all this “time” it is SILENCE which is the Answer
WE ARE THE ANSWER WHEN WE BECOME AS
SILENT AS THE SILENT ANSWER
There is an inner Joy…even a Giddiness
due to this above Realization…
a brand new FREEDOM, yet in same eternal moment
REalize this is the ONLY TRUTH OF BEING THAT HAS EVER BEEN REAL
no wonder all the extreme gyrations of this particular lifetime
due to the fact NOTHING most live and preach
made any Real Sense with my very Depths.
No wonder we were plant*- entried in SILENCE
and born to Quaker-Quiet parents…or Dad was that, Ma too,
but in her own unique manner that got her into vast trouble
with people around her…ie the shock treatments than nearly murdered her life in form….
*Telling “typo”..meant to write planet-entried
we return to the ability to live without human food…ie living as does a tree or any plant
I have Known this for a long time, but often “forget”
and born to Quaker-Quiet parents…or Dad was that, Ma too,
but in her own unique manner that got her into vast trouble
with people around her…ie the shock treatments than nearly murdered her life in form….
*Telling “typo”..meant to write planet-entried
we return to the ability to live without human food…ie living as does a tree or any plant
I have Known this for a long time, but often “forget”
.....
...feeling like the man who "Realized" and NEVER wrote or spoke another human word.
seems like it was Saint Thomas?
will have to check when internet comes back on.
big laugh..again, this is the whole “point”
...feeling like the man who "Realized" and NEVER wrote or spoke another human word.
seems like it was Saint Thomas?
will have to check when internet comes back on.
big laugh..again, this is the whole “point”
WHEN ONE REMEMBERS
…IS RE-REALIZED…
IT MATTERS NOT THE MAN MADE NAMES AND EVENTS
AS THE STORY IS THE SAME
AND THOSE ALL-WAYS CONFIRM
SUCH TRUTH-OF-BEING-REALITY MANIFESTING/AWAKENING
….
NOT THINKING & NOT TALKING
MATTERS NOT
TO ORIGINAL SILENCE
ew
5:57 AM-3/27/19
…IS RE-REALIZED…
IT MATTERS NOT THE MAN MADE NAMES AND EVENTS
AS THE STORY IS THE SAME
AND THOSE ALL-WAYS CONFIRM
SUCH TRUTH-OF-BEING-REALITY MANIFESTING/AWAKENING
….
NOT THINKING & NOT TALKING
MATTERS NOT
TO ORIGINAL SILENCE
ew
5:57 AM-3/27/19
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
6:03 AM
JUST NOW
re-remembering the EVENT, with photo afterwards of shells in palm…
from yesterday sunrise…
took “TIME” in no-time…to
be Breathed Deeply, Gazing at Sun
both open eye and close eyes
Felt/Experienced Huge Shift into Origin…
(…though “Felt/Experienced” too “wordy”
to Tell of the Experience)
It can only be Lived…
*****
just as we finish last sentence above:
“it can only be Lived….”
a single/solitary bird begins songing in this still-dark sky
(except for bright moon)
a solitary rooster crowing
has been happening constantly long before the birdsong
6:03 AM
JUST NOW
re-remembering the EVENT, with photo afterwards of shells in palm…
from yesterday sunrise…
took “TIME” in no-time…to
be Breathed Deeply, Gazing at Sun
both open eye and close eyes
Felt/Experienced Huge Shift into Origin…
(…though “Felt/Experienced” too “wordy”
to Tell of the Experience)
It can only be Lived…
*****
just as we finish last sentence above:
“it can only be Lived….”
a single/solitary bird begins songing in this still-dark sky
(except for bright moon)
a solitary rooster crowing
has been happening constantly long before the birdsong
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Chapter 2:
Awareness
1
Yesterday
I lived bewildered,
In illusion.
But now I am awake,
Flawless and serene,
Beyond the world.
2
From my light
The body and the world arise.
So all things are mine,
Or nothing is.
3
Now I have given up
The body and the world,
I have a special gift.
I see the infinite Self.
4
As a wave,
Seething and foaming,
Is only water
So all creation,
Streaming out of the Self,
Is only the Self.
5
Consider a piece of cloth,
It is only threads!
So all creation,
When you look closely, Is only the Self.
6
Like the sugar
In the juice of the sugarcane,
I am the sweetness
In everything I have made.
7
When the Self is unknown
The world arises,
Not when it is known.
But you mistake
The rope for the snake.
When you see the rope,
The snake vanishes.
8
My nature is light,
Nothing but light.
When the world arises
I alone am shining.
9
When the world arises in me,
It is just an illusion:
Water shimmering in the sun,
A vein of silver in mother-of-pearl,
A serpent in a strand of rope.
10
From me the world streams out
And in me it dissolves,
As a bracelet melts into gold,
A pot crumbles into clay,
A wave subsides into water;
11
I adore myself.
How wonderful I am!
I can never die.
The whole world may perish,
From Brahma to a blade of grass,
But I am still here.
12
Indeed how wonderful!
I adore myself.
For I have taken form
But I am still one.
Neither coming or going,
Yet I am still everywhere.
13
How wonderful,
And how great my powers!
For I am without form,
Yet till the end of time
I uphold the universe.
14
Wonderful!
For nothing is mine,
Yet it is all mine,
Whatever is thought or spoken.
15
I am not the knower,
Nor the known,
Nor the knowing.
These three are not real.
They only seem to be
When I am not known.
For I am flawless.
16
Two from one!
This is the root of suffering.
Only perceive
That I am one without two,
Pure awareness, pure joy,
And all the world is false.
There is no other remedy!
17
Through ignorance
I once imagined I was bound.
But I am pure awareness.
I live beyond all distinctions,
In unbroken meditation.
18
Indeed,
I am neither bound nor free.
An end to illusion!
It is all groundless.
For the whole of creation,
Though it rests in me,
Is without foundation.
19
The body is nothing.
The world is nothing.
When you understand this fully,
How can they be invented?
For the Self is pure awareness,
Nothing less.
20
The body is false,
And so are its fears,
Heaven and hell, freedom and bondage.
It is all invention.
What can they matter to me?
I am awareness itself.
21
I see only one.
Many men,
One wilderness.
Then to what may I cling?
22
I am not the body.
Nor is the body mine.
I am not separate.
I am awareness itself,
Bound only by my thirst for life.
23
I am the infinite ocean.
When thoughts spring up,
The wind freshens, and like waves
A thousand worlds arise.
24
But when the wind falls,
The trader sinks with his ship.
On the boundless ocean of my being
He founders,
And all the worlds with him.
25
But O how wonderful!
I am the unbounded deep In whom all living things
Naturally arise,
Rush against each other playfully,
And then subside.
************************************
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Chapter 2:
Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Chapter 2:
Awareness
1
Yesterday
I lived bewildered,
In illusion.
But now I am awake,
Flawless and serene,
Beyond the world.
2
From my light
The body and the world arise.
So all things are mine,
Or nothing is.
3
Now I have given up
The body and the world,
I have a special gift.
I see the infinite Self.
4
As a wave,
Seething and foaming,
Is only water
So all creation,
Streaming out of the Self,
Is only the Self.
5
Consider a piece of cloth,
It is only threads!
So all creation,
When you look closely, Is only the Self.
6
Like the sugar
In the juice of the sugarcane,
I am the sweetness
In everything I have made.
7
When the Self is unknown
The world arises,
Not when it is known.
But you mistake
The rope for the snake.
When you see the rope,
The snake vanishes.
8
My nature is light,
Nothing but light.
When the world arises
I alone am shining.
9
When the world arises in me,
It is just an illusion:
Water shimmering in the sun,
A vein of silver in mother-of-pearl,
A serpent in a strand of rope.
10
From me the world streams out
And in me it dissolves,
As a bracelet melts into gold,
A pot crumbles into clay,
A wave subsides into water;
11
I adore myself.
How wonderful I am!
I can never die.
The whole world may perish,
From Brahma to a blade of grass,
But I am still here.
12
Indeed how wonderful!
I adore myself.
For I have taken form
But I am still one.
Neither coming or going,
Yet I am still everywhere.
13
How wonderful,
And how great my powers!
For I am without form,
Yet till the end of time
I uphold the universe.
14
Wonderful!
For nothing is mine,
Yet it is all mine,
Whatever is thought or spoken.
15
I am not the knower,
Nor the known,
Nor the knowing.
These three are not real.
They only seem to be
When I am not known.
For I am flawless.
16
Two from one!
This is the root of suffering.
Only perceive
That I am one without two,
Pure awareness, pure joy,
And all the world is false.
There is no other remedy!
17
Through ignorance
I once imagined I was bound.
But I am pure awareness.
I live beyond all distinctions,
In unbroken meditation.
18
Indeed,
I am neither bound nor free.
An end to illusion!
It is all groundless.
For the whole of creation,
Though it rests in me,
Is without foundation.
19
The body is nothing.
The world is nothing.
When you understand this fully,
How can they be invented?
For the Self is pure awareness,
Nothing less.
20
The body is false,
And so are its fears,
Heaven and hell, freedom and bondage.
It is all invention.
What can they matter to me?
I am awareness itself.
21
I see only one.
Many men,
One wilderness.
Then to what may I cling?
22
I am not the body.
Nor is the body mine.
I am not separate.
I am awareness itself,
Bound only by my thirst for life.
23
I am the infinite ocean.
When thoughts spring up,
The wind freshens, and like waves
A thousand worlds arise.
24
But when the wind falls,
The trader sinks with his ship.
On the boundless ocean of my being
He founders,
And all the worlds with him.
25
But O how wonderful!
I am the unbounded deep In whom all living things
Naturally arise,
Rush against each other playfully,
And then subside.
************************************
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita
Thomas Byrom
Chapter 2:
Awareness
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