4917#4917 - Monday, May 13, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee
- May 13, 2013#4917 - Monday, May 13, 2013 - Editor: Gloria LeeThe Nonduality Highlights http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NDhighlights/A Poem for Mother's Day by Fred LamotteLove dissolves particles into waves.
Lovers let go of the difference
between doing and not doing.
A mother nurses her infant
and the universe is sustained.
Who is the doer?
God is milk
created by yearning.
At the center of the galaxy
all is still for trillions of years,
yet here it rains, the sun comes out,
lilacs like unfolding skies
burst from their burial.
Do what you can, friend,
the world remains as it is.
Yet without love, all is dust.
Be more and more like the infant
churning the milk oceanwith a tiny yearning heart.Painting: 'Maternity,' Pablo Picasso
One believes that there is bondage and therefore seeks liberation.
But the fact is that there is no bondage but only liberation...
Only remove ignorance. That is all there is to be done.
~Ramana Maharshivia Daily Dharma by Amrita NadiThere is no attainment and no cultivation of original nature. You are Consciousness,
not a farmer! Why work for that which you already are? Do not mentate, do not
stir a thought. Trying to get out of superimposed bondage, which is the notion that
you are separate from Existence, you will land in superimposed freedom.~Papajivia Along The WayThe state we call realization is simply being ones self, not knowing anything or
becoming anything. If one has realized, he is that which alone is and which alone has
always been. He cannot describe that state, he can only be that.~Ramana MaharshiOnce you realize that the road is the goal and that you are always on the road, not
to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom, life ceases to be a task and
becomes natural and simple, in itself an ecstasy.~Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj"Footpath" - 2010
oil on black canvas with palette knife
You are the road of Love
and at the end my Home.~Rum
Unbelief is good medicine, undoing belief
all beings free to leave their being
and enter silence.The nameless tree with its forest
the endless expanse called
sky, beaks andfeathered wings with their urgent
all around, the light that sets the vital body
to humming,and the dark of re-creation:
the world held for us in promise
until it is loosened from
By Andrew Colliver
(1953 - )- From the unpublished manuscript A Day of Light, by Andrew Colliver