Wednesday, November 30, 2016

there is a way





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There is a way between voice and presence where information flows.

In disciplined silence it opens.

With wandering talk it closes.


—Rumi


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down and down





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Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.


–Rumi


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strive for this


 




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Let your love flow outward through the universe,
To its height, its depth, its broad extent,
A limitless love, without hatred or enmity.

Then as you stand or walk,
Sit or lie down,
As long as you are awake,
Strive for this with a one-pointed mind;

Your life will bring heaven to earth.


–The Sutta-Nipāta



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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

question





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What happens when your soul
begins to awaken
your eyes
and your heart
and the cells of your body
to the great Journey of Love?

First there is wonderful laughter
and probably precious tears

and a hundred sweet promises
and those heroic vows
no one can ever keep.

But still God is delighted and amused
you once tried to be a saint.

What happens when your soul
begins to awake in this world
to our deep need to love
and serve the Friend?

Oh, the Beloved
will send you
one of his wonderful, wild companions –
Like Hafiz.


–Hafiz



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you are this







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What I wear is pants.

What I do is live.

How I pray is breathe.


–Thomas Merton



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fragments





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Love all.

Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand.
Love every leaf and every ray of light.

Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants,
love every separate fragment.

If you love each separate fragment,
you will understand the mystery
of the whole resting in God.


–Dostoevsky



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Gregory Colbert
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yes






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It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could, you know. That's why we wake
and look out -- no guarantees
in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.


–William Stafford


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not to worry





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Go deeper
Past thoughts into silence.

Past silence into stillness.
Past stillness into the heart.

Let love consume all that is left of you.


–Kabir


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the greatest secret





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For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth - that Love is the ultimate and highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love.


—Viktor Frankl

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hush






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Start seeing everything as God,

But keep it a secret.


–Hafiz



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dear ones





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Exhale only love.

—Rumi 



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Monday, November 28, 2016

run





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Run, my dear,
from anything that may not strengthen
your precious budding wings,
Run like hell, my dear,
from anyone likely to put a sharp knife
into the sacred, tender vision
of your beautiful heart.

We have a duty to befriend
those aspects of obedience
that stand outside of our house
and shout to our reason
"oh please, oh please
come out and play!"

For we have not come here to take prisoners,
or to confine our wondrous spirits,
But to experience ever and ever more deeply
our divine courage, freedom,
and Light.

–Hafiz



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lose your head





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The first step in love is losing your head. After the petty ego you then give up your life and bear the calamity. With this behind you, proceed: polish the ego's rust from the mirror of your self


–Fakhr al-Din Iraqi
Love's Alchemy
David and Sabrineh Fideler translations


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home again


 



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Home again. But what was home?
The fish has vast ocean for home.
And man has timelessness and nowhere.

"I won't delude myself with the fallacy of home," he said to himself.
The four walls are a blanket I wrap around in,
in timelessness and nowhere, to go to sleep.


–D.H. Lawrence

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you are this





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First find the immutable center where all movement takes birth. Just like a wheel turns round an axle, so must you be always at the axle in the center and not whirling at the periphery.

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Running after saints is merely another game to play. Remember yourself instead and watch your daily life relentlessly. Be earnest, and you shall not fail to break the bonds of inattention and imagination.


–Nisargadatta Maharaj


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wait - what?
thingsthatsing

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A Messenger from the Horizon, excerpt





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Pardon all runners,
All speechless, alien winds,
All mad waters.

Pardon their impulses,
Their wild attitudes,
Their young flights, their reticence.

When a message has no clothes on
How can it be spoken.

–Thomas Merton


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Sunday, November 27, 2016

The Book on the Taboo Against Knowing Who You Are, excerpt





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We do not “come into” this world;
we come out of it, as leaves from a tree.
As the ocean “waves,” the universe “peoples.” 
Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe. 
This fact is rarely, if ever, experienced by most individuals. 

Even those who know it to be true in theory do not sense or feel it, but continue to be aware of themselves as isolated “egos” inside bags of skin.
You didn’t come into this world.
You came out of it, like a wave from the ocean.

You are not a stranger here.

—Alan Watts

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real-ization





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Panic is the sudden realization that everything around you is alive.


–William S. Burroughs



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everything in the world has a hidden meaning …





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Men, animals, trees, stars, they are all hieroglyphics.

When you see them you do not understand them.

You think they are really men, animals, trees, stars.

It is only years later that you understand.


–Nikos Kazantzakis


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what the things can teach us





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How surely gravity's law, strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of even the strongest thing and pulls it toward
the heart of the world.
Each thing - each stone, blossom, child - is held in place.
Only we, in our arrogance, push out beyond what we belong to
for some empty freedom.

If we surrendered to earth's intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees.
Instead we entangle ourselves in knots of our own making
and struggle, lonely and confused.

So, like children, we begin again to learn from the things,
because they are in God's heart; they have never left him.
This is what the things can teach us:
to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness.

Even a bird must do that before he can fly.


–Rainer Maria Rilke
Anita Barrows/Joanna Macy translation




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if a thing loves





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If a thing loves, it is infinite.

—William Blake


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Saturday, November 26, 2016

not more than that




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I was sad one day and went for a walk;
I sat in a field.
A rabbit noticed my condition and came near.

It often does not take more than that to help at times -
to just be close to creatures who
are so full of knowing,
so full of love
that they don't - chat,
they just gaze with their marvelous understanding.


–St. John of the Cross
Love Poems from God
Daniel Ladinsky
translation



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look






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... if a mirror ever makes
you sad
you should know
that it does
not know
you.

—Kabir



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not to worry





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Someone put
You on a slave block
And the unreal bought
You. Now I keep coming to your owner
Saying
"This one is mine."


You often overhear us talking
And this can make your heart leap
With excitement.

Don't worry,
I will not let sadness
Possess you.


I will gladly borrow all the gold
I need

To get you
Back.



Hafiz


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bliss is a thing





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Bliss is a thing which is always there and is not something which comes and goes. That which comes and goes is a creation of the mind.


—Ramana Maharshi

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thingsthatsing
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snow





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The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.

And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes -
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one's hands -
There is more than glass between the snow and the roses.


–Louis MacNeice 



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Friday, November 25, 2016

cutie!





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the Earth would die If the sun stopped kissing her





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What we speak
becomes the house
we live in.
Who will want
to sleep in your bed
if the roof leaks
right above it?

Fear is the
cheapest room
in the house,
I would like
to see you living
in better conditions.

There is only one reason
we have followed God
into this world:
to encourage laughter,
freedom,
dance and love ....

God and I are rushing
from every corner of
existence,
needing to say
we are yours.

The sun never says
to the earth,
even after all this time
“you owe me”.

I once asked a bird
how is it that you
fly in this gravity
of darkness?
she responded,
love lifts me.

I should not make
any promises right now
but I know if you pray
somewhere in this world
something good
will happen.


–Hafiz
Daniel Ladinsky and

Robert Bly translations




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not to worry





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Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you!

—Hafiz

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be kind to yourself





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If you put your hands on this oar with me,
they will never harm another, and they will come to find
they hold everything you want.

If you put your hands on this oar with me, they would no longer
lift anything to your
mouth that might wound your precious land-
that sacred earth that is
your body.

If you put your soul against this oar with me,
the power that made the universe will enter your sinew
from a source not outside your limbs, but from a holy realm
that lives in us.

Exuberant is existence, time a husk.
When the moment cracks open, ecstasy leaps out and devours space;
love goes mad with the blessings, like my words give.

Why lay yourself on the torturer’s rack of the past and future?
The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities
will find no rest.

Be kind to yourself, dear - to our innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.
You will come to see that all evolves us.

If you put your heart against the earth with me, in serving
every creature, our Beloved will enter you from our sacred realm
and we will be, we will be
so happy.


–Rumi
Daniel Ladinsky version
Love Poems From God



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not to worry





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Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream.

—Jack Kerouac


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supposing





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Seek God in self-abasement and self-extinction,
for nothing but form is produced by thinking.
And if you derive no comfort except from form,
then the form that comes to birth within you involuntarily is best.

Suppose it is the form of a city to which you are going:
you are drawn there by a formless feeling of pleasure, O dependent one;
therefore, you are really going to that which has no location,
for pleasure is something different from time and place.

Suppose it is the form of a friend to whom you would go:
you are going for the sake of enjoying his company;
therefore, in reality you go to the formless world,
though you are unaware of that being the object of your journey.

In truth, then, God is worshiped by all, since all wayfaring
is for the sake of the pleasure of which He is the source.


–Rumi
Mathnawi VI: 3749-3755
Camille and Kabir Helminski version



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the singing cleaning lady





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A leaf says,

“Sweethearts—don’t pick me,
For I am busy doing
God’s work. 
I am lowering my veins and roots
Like ropes
With buckets tied to them
Into the earth’s deep
Lake. 
I am drawing water
That I offer like a rose to
The sky. 
I am a singing cleaning woman
Dusting all the shelves in
The air
With my elegant green
Rags. 
I have a heart.
I can know happiness like
You.

–Hafiz


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happen-ess






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I wish that you may find patience enough in yourself to endure, and simplicity enough to believe; that you may acquire more and more confidence in that which is difficult, and in your solitude among others.

And for the rest, let life happen to you.

Believe me: life is right, in any case.


–Rainer Maria Rilke


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