create your own landscape. . .
despite hail, fire, insect
despite it all all here below
something urged us:
break through, urged
in this garden sorrows grew,
and fear and we
why we were so beautiful
at all. . . .
became for a time the ladder:
stalk, leaf, tendril, bloom,
a defense against the weather
and not our selves at all.
but beyond spring, and also within,
those daffodils collapse quietly,
no longer of use
no longer part of the illusion--
and the spirit of the bloom
is as it was
regardless of season,
out of time
with no color, no name and no shape.
we can imagine
but cannot see the ground from here--
and the blooms thought formed,
the what -we- imagined -ourselves- to- be--
we now only paint for our amusement.
because fearless, we can.
i love you!
came in my mail, an excerpt from Robert Adams' Silence of
the Heart. Contained is the line: "There is no thing that
has ever transpired in my life that can hurt me."
"Feel that I am it, Pure Awareness. I have always been it.
There never was a time when I was not it. The appearance of
the body cannot fool me any longer. The world and all its
manifestations cannot fool me any longer. The Universe with
its planets and galaxies and solar systems cannot fool me
any longer. I can see through these things to the Source.
I can feel the Source because I am the Source. I have
always been the Source. There never was a time when I was
not. As far as thoughts are concerned, they do not exist.
They can no longer bother me or make my life miserable. As
far as others are concerned, there are no others. There is
only the Source. I can no longer be deceived. There is no
thing that has ever transpired in my life that can hurt me.
I forgive everyone and everything, and especially myself. I
am the power and the presence and the glory. If I am That,
so is everybody else. So is everything else. All is well."
Ego which has been so 'co-opted' is indeed problematic, but the
problem is not with ego; it is instead, with individual awareness,
which uses _strategy_ to work for (imagined) gain. I say again, that
to denounce ego, is to speak against oneself. To speak against
oneself, is suicidal; to speak against oneself, is to obliterate
To speak against oneself, is also to imagine that the speech of
others, which may be directed against self, is actually penetrating
self. To assume that the various insults, brickbats, etc, hurled by
others, are literally effective weapons, is also a tragic act of
If the integrity of the cells of the digestive tract are weakened or
lost, large molecules of foodstuffs may enter the circulatory system,
producing allergic reaction, or possibly fatal _anaphylaxis_.
Similarly, ego is designed to enable balance, especially during
stages of growth leading to maturity.
Thus, ego is not a problem for the immature, and for the mature, it
is 'just there'.
TERRY, GENE, and DAN:
Fear makes boundaries, and love erases them.
Transcending language erases all boundaries, and all fear
gives way to Love.
I sincerely hope that you do not see all boundaries as the
product of fear; to see in such a way, is to scathe yourself
endlessly, with the scourge of boundless idealism.
Understood from a position inside a boundary, boundaries
divide and lead to fear. Understood from no located position,
boundaries simultaneously divide and unite, define and connect.
Fear is the result of placing oneself within a boundary.
Love is the way boundary functions when no entity is placed
within a boundary. This boundary defines me and you, unites
me and you, and shows that there in only love - neither me
nor you. My original skin: the meeting of time and eternity.
Last night I was looking at the yin-yang symbol,
and seeing that, as with expansion and contraction,
each 'side' contains the potentiality of the opposite
(as seen by the black dot, in the white side
and the white dot in the black side).
It occurs to me that it is in accepting this 'potentiality'
that one side becomes not only 'recognizable' to
the other....but it's a way of developing a type of
immunity from the 'other'.
It's what keeps one side from destroying/or consuming
the other. It's what allows the two polarities to coexist,
to do what they're here to do...
until they are ready to blend....and melt as One.
Last night Bruce says the 'real Melody spoke
up'...and what I recognize is that it was that
'seed'....that 'dot' which is within me that spoke...
and that in seeing that 'dot', Bruce was saying
to me, " I finally see 'me' in 'you' ".
[We need not get off track here....let's get clear
up front that I am not trying to speak for Bruce
here...I have no idea what his view was....and
delightfully, it doesn't matter one iota.....I'm
simply sharing what this exchange has taught me ]
Roger has helped me to see that Shakti, the Divine
Mother........ has many faces, has many avenues
of consciousness thru which one can become One
with Shiva (or pure consciousness, as I understand
The most common form....often seen here on this list...
is that of a terrifying Kali....the force of destruction, who
uses a sharp sword...attempting to cut away the transitory, and
for protecting those who are devoted to her. She is the
personification, as Roger suggests, of neti-neti....of
contraction....diminishment....and promises 'heart break'
as Judi has often offered.
There are many other expressions....paths of Shakti -
Meera comes to mind, of course....the path in which
heart is not 'broken'.....but is expanded such that she
only sees her Beloved...wherever she looks, until she
simply disappears into Him.
What I see now is that....like the yin-yang symbol,
even the different expressions, paths, of Shakti can be in
polarity...can be struggling against one another,
until they each recognize the 'seed' they carry....which is
the potential to transform *into* (and be *seen* by)
Until the 'seed' is seen, recognized as within oneself...
as *me*....the 'other' is seen as ugly, and wrong, or
afraid, or even stupid.
Once what was 'shadow' before...becomes the
very seed of immunity....the distraction of
the struggle falls away.
MARCIA and DAN:
I have a friend who I tell all my reactions to. I blubber all
over him actually. He says..."Great. Now just carry on
doing what you need to do and let your reactions be. They
will run down sooner or later."
I say to him..."No I can't do that. I wouldn't feel like me."
He says...."Exactly. Just what is supposed to happen."
I don't feel me, and
that's just fine.
I'm not acting like myself,
and that's it.
Reactions are reactions.
So they are.
That which is beyond reaction
is also beyond instruction.
So be it.
it's not just that we hear nothing,
it's that we don't hear
a single thing.
also from CEE:
why spend so much time
on the edges of town, (with or without a sword)?
it's so magnificently clear
and light, here
no edges are seen.
NEO, BRUCE and MELODY:
Wouldn't it be nice if everyone could support each other and get
along? Is unity not the goal?
No, seeing *what is* is the
goal, and that never happens
until at all until the
nature of goal-seeking is
Maybe for you...
but not for me.
It never has been
a goal of mine.
For me, the goal is to
have a free and open
I find that it just so happens
that when my heart is free
and open [non reactive ], that.
my awareness naturally shifts from
a dual to a nondual perspective.
NEO and MATTHEW:
It is somewhat strange but for awhile now I have been watching
romantic comedies. I have also not, by and large, been watching movies
with violence, profanity, and movies that engender fear. This is
unusual for me. I also find myself with this profuse flowing of tears
during the tender loving parts of the movies. The feelings were so
strong that I could not really appreciate the feelings or understand
what was happening. I was wondering if this was just the power of
Hollywood to make one cry and many other thoughts.
It seems like everything that has happened to me has been part of a
plan. This seems to be same thing. I have been feeling the love within
me growing slowly stronger and stronger. Or perhaps, to be more
accurate, I feel I am becoming love with greater intensity. It seems
that the movies have been a way to help me handle the growing
intensity of the love that I am.
Has anyone else had similar experiences? This is new to me.
Here's one thought, "this too shall pass". Oh, and another
thought, "this too shall pass" (god, i just crack myself up
sometimes).---Sorry neo if it sounds like i'm poking fun at you, i'm
not. I sense your earnestness, and i answer in kind,but a little
humor never hurt either
MELODY and JUDI:
I find that Love is what is left, when
all 'else' is cleared away.
And yes.... unity (or oneness) is ultimately
the result of bathing in that resonance
I think you were absent the day that God handed out brains.
Next to being retarded or brain damaged, I think you may indeed be the
stupidest person I've ever met. And I don't mean ignorant,
I mean stupid. I am truly amazed. I'm not kidding. The idea of living
in a world with you in it is not exactly what I would call appealing.
All I can say is, I'm glad you live in Arkansas. Come to think of it,
that's pretty funny.