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  • Michael Read
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    Message 1 of 1 , May 8, 2002

      The Nondual Highlights
      The Best of the Internet's Nonduality Email Lists, Forums, Web sites, and More

      Editors: Jerry Katz, Gloria Lee, Christiana Duranczyk, Michael Read,
      John Metzger

      Highlights Issue #1064

      Tuesday, May 7, 2002

      Today's Highlights Compiled, Edited, and Designed
      Michael Read

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      if one is patient:

      --- In Illuminata@y..., Mace Mealer wrote:

             To what end is this moment given?
             Does ones reach exceed one's grasp
             or one's grasp exceed ones reach?
             Where beyond now does
             the past and future lie?
             What doorway that has not
             always framed one's being?
             What path that has not
             always upheld one's feet?
             What question that does not
             contain it's answer?
             What existence that does not
             encompass root and flower?

      --- In NoDoer@y..., "nisarga111"  wrote:

      Hello Folks,

           Enlightenment - You are Light.
      (In the Light what is 'meant'is seen or In-Light-Meant/In-Light-Way)

           Light is Its own knowing - It Lights 'The Way'.

      Enlightenment does not mean that challenges-situations go away -
      it means that there a 'guide'- It is Light lighting Its own way.

      The 'Light' shines most brightly when the obstruction of 'I'
      dissolves. In other words the more 'I' let go, the more clearly
      'Light' guides. 

      This is not a *** Formula for Enlightenment *** - that would be
      akin to  'I' See . The 'letting go' is Innocent, like an infant that
      has been grasping your finger lets go - the infant does not let go to
      get something else, the infant simply 'lets go'.

      In this way Enlightenment is the 'absence of absence' where
      there  is the 'presence of Presence' (or seeing-awareness-consciousness and
      when there is a clarity in seeing , the 'way' unfolds effortlessly)
      and Intellgent action unfolds Naturally, Effortlessly.

          In the Light,

      There is no way 'to' Love.
      Love is The Way.

      Enlightenment is the absence of the absence - when

      --- In SufiMystic@y..., "yosy flug" wrote:

      From: sstoth0
      To: SufiMystic@y...
      Subject: [SufiMystic] Fun with Humans 5 (sorry for typos)


      Once I was riding in the family car
      when a bumblebee got sucked
      in the open window & landed unconscious
      in my lap
      I picked it up by the wings
      to throw it out the window
      but it bent around & stung me
      on the finger  before I could let go
      Funny thing It happened before I could react
      yet I saw it happen in slow motion
      great experience! thank you.
      it evoked in my mind the following scene:
      on the second day of my first (and only so far) visit to india, i
      hitched a ride in an indian lorry. quite an experience in itself!
       i found myself squeezed in a drivers cabin along with ten other
      co-passangers, when a huge bumblebee flew in through the window and
      started flying with a threatening hum all around the cabin. nobody panicked,
      but everybody's eyes were following the bumblebee's every move. when the
      bee settled for a moment on the front window, one of the men grabbed it
      delicately through a piece of rag, and carefully released it outside
      the open window... everybody smiled, and for me this little slow-motion
      encounter was a great lesson in the indian nature; a/o of respect for
      any form of life.

      --- In Yearning@y..., "chatterjee k" wrote:

      "Believe me, my son," said Svetketu's father, a sage. "An invisible
      and subtle essence is the Spirit of the whole Universe. That is Reality.
      That is Atman. Thou Art That." 
      "Explain more to me, father," said Svetaketu.
      "So be it, my son. Place this lump of salt in water and return
      tomorrow morning."
      Svetaketu did as he was commanded.
      In the morning his father asked him to take out the lump of salt.
      Svetketu looked into the water, but could not find the salt, as it had
      His father then said, "Taste the water. How is it?"
      "It is salty" replied Svetketu.
      "Look for the salt again" the father addressed.
      "I cannot see the salt, father. I only see water that tastes salty"
      commented Svetketu.
      Svetketu's father then said, "In the same way, O my son, you cannot
      see the Sprit. But in truth he is here. An invisible and subtle
      essence is the Spirit of the whole universe. That is Reality. That is
      Truth. Thou art that (Twam Tat Asi)."

      --- In Yearning@y..., "chatterjee k" wrote:
      One day, Adi Shankara, along with his disciples (Padmapada and
      others), after a cool refreshing bath in the Ganges at Kashi, was on his way
      to the sacred temple of Shri Vishwanath.

      Everyone was a creature of the powerful social values of his age.
      Shankara saw a dirty sweeper, with his professional instrument under his arms,
      coming along. Colored by the traditional custom prevalent at that time,
      Shankara cried "Go, Go"-- "Move, Move!"

      Even in a man-of-perfection there are careless moments when he gets
      thrown out, and comes to function identifying with his body and mind. At such
      moments he may unwittingly come to live mechanically the existing
      customs and general values of his times - be they good or bad, be they right
      or wrong. In the eyes of the Lord even this slip is inexcusable in his
      chosen messenger!

      " Oh! the best among twice born, by saying "move away- move away", do
      you wish to move matter from matter, or you mean to separate Spirit
      from Spirit". The lashing question of the apparent "sweeper" shocked

      --- In SufiMystic@y..., marcos lacerda wrote:
      Rumi's poetry is really inspiring, is it not?

      THE MAN(or Woman)OF GOD

      The man of God is drunken without wine.
      The man of God is sated without meat.
      The man of God is distraught and bewildered.
      The man of God has no food nor sleep.
      The man of God is a king beneath Dervish robes.
      The man of God is a treasure in a ruin.
      The man of God is not of air or earth.
      The man of God is neither of fire or water.
      The man of God is a boundless Sea.
      The man of God rains pearls without a cloud.
      The man of God has a hundred moons and skies.
      The man of God has a hundred Suns.
      The man of God is made wise by the Truth.
      The man of God is not learned from a book.
      The man of God is beyond infidelity and religion.
      To the man of God right and wrong are alike.
      The man of God has ridden away from not-being.
      The man of God is gloriously attended.
      The man of God is concealed, Shamsuddin!
      The man of God, do thy seek and find.

      Hz.Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi

      Zen stories


      A few years before I was born, my dad met a stranger who was new to our
      small town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting
      newcomer, and soon invited him to live with our family.

      The stranger was quickly accepted and was around to welcome me into the world
      a few years later. As I grew up, I never questioned his place in our family.

      Mom taught me to love the Word of God, and Dad taught me to obey it. But the
      stranger was our storyteller. He could weave the most fascinating tales.
      adventures, mysteries, and comedies were daily conversations. He could hold
      our whole family spellbound for hours each evening. He was like a friend to
      the whole family.

      He took Dad, my brother, and me to our first major league baseball game. He
      was always encouraging us to see the movies and he even made arrangements to
      introduce us to several movie stars.

      The stranger was an incessant talker. Dad didn't seem to mind, but sometimes
      Mom would quietly get up -- while the rest of us were enthralled with one of
      his stories of faraway places-go to her room, read Bible, and pray.

      I wonder now if she ever prayed that the stranger would leave. You see, my
      Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions. But this stranger
      never felt an obligation to honor them.

      Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our house -- not from us, from our
      friends, or from adults. Our longtime visitor, however, used occasional four
      letter words that burned my ears and made Dad squirm.

      To my knowledge, neither of my parents ever confronted the stranger. My Dad
      was a teetotaler who didn't permit alcohol in his home -- not even for
      cooking. But the stranger felt like we needed exposure and enlightened us to
      other ways of life. He offered us beer and other alcoholic beverages often. 
      He made cigarettes look tasty, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished. He
      talked freely about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes
      suggestive, and generally embarrassing.

      I know now that the stranger influenced my early concepts of the man/woman
      relationship. As I look back, I believe it was the grace of God that the
      stranger did not influence us more. Time after time, he opposed the values of
      parents, yet my father seldom rebuked him and never asked him to leave.

      More than thirty years have passed since the stranger moved in with us. But
      if I were to walk into my parent's home today, I would still see him sitting
      there waiting for someone to listen to his stories and watch him draw his

      His name?

      We always just called him..................TV   

      Author unknown         

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