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    #1517 ~ Friday, August 8, 2003 ~ Editor: Gloria Lee Notice: Yahoo has extended until August 21 the end of archiving image attachments. Then, list members who
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      #1517 ~ Friday, August 8, 2003 ~ Editor: Gloria Lee
       
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      Viorica Weissman ~ Million Paths
       
       
      Q: it is said that prarabdha karma is only a small fraction
      of the karma accumulated from previous lives . Is this true ? 
       
      Maharshi:
       A man might have performed many karmas in his previous births.
      A few of these alone will be chosen for this birth and he will have to
      enjoy their fruits in this birth. It is something like a slide show where
      the projectionist picks a few slides to be exhibited at a performance,
      the remainig slides being reserved for another performance. All this
      karma can be destroyed by acquiring knowledge of the Self. The
      different karmas being the result of past experiences, and the mind is
      the projector. The projector must be destroyed so that there will be no
      further births and no deaths. 
       
      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      BE AS YOU ARE, The Teachings of Ramana Maharshi
      edited by David Godman
      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      from The Four Quartets
       
      I said to my soul,
      be still,
      and wait without hope
      For hope would be hope for the wrong thing;
      wait without love
      For love would be love of the wrong thing;
      there is yet faith
      But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
      Wait without thought,
      for you are not ready for thought:
      So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
       
      --T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

      also posted on  The Other Syntax list
       
      Photo by Al Larus
       

       
      Lisbeth ~ Monks and Mystics
       
      Hua Hu Ching
      thirty eight


      Why scurry about looking for the truth?
      It vibrates in every thing and every not-thing, right off
           the tip of your nose.
      Can you be still and see it in the mountains?  the pine
           tree?  yourself?

      Don't imagine that you'll discover it by accumulating
           more knowledge.
      Knowledge creates doubt, and doubt makes you
           ravenous for more knowledge.
      You can't get full eating this way.
      The wise person dines on something more subtle;
      He eats the understanding that the named was born
           from the unnamed, that all being flows from non-
           being, that the describable world emanates from an
           indescribable source.
      He finds this subtle truth inside his own self, and
           becomes completely content.

      So who can be still and watch the chess game of the
         world?
      The foolish are always making impulsive moves, but
           the wise know that victory and defeat are decided by
           something more subtle.
      They see that something perfect exists before any move
           is made.
      This subtle perfection deteriorates when artificial
           actions are taken, so be content not to disturb the
           peace.
           Remain quiet.
           Discover the harmony in your own being.
           Embrace it.

      If you can do this, you will gain everything, and the
           world will become healthy again.
      If you can't, you will be lost in the shadows forever.


           ~ translated by Brian Walker

       

      Along the Way
       
      Dive deep; one does not get to the precious
              gems by merely floating on the surface. God
              is without form, no doubt; but He also has a
              form. By meditating on God with form one
              speedily acquires devotion; then one can
              meditate on the formless God. It is like throwing
              a letter away after learning its contents, then
              setting out to follow its instructions.

                      - Ramakrishna Paramahamsa

              ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `
      The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna
      by M. (Mahendranath Gupta)
      Ramakrishna-Vivekananda Society, 1942
       


      Joe Riley ~ Panhala
       
       
      Love
       
      Love means to learn to look at yourself
      The way one looks at distant things
      For you are only one thing among many.
      And whoever sees that way heals his heart,
      Without knowing it, from various ills—
      A bird and a tree say to him: Friend.
       
      Then he wants to use himself and things
      So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
      It doesn’t matter whether he knows what he serves:
      Who serves best doesn’t always understand.
       
      ~ Czeslaw Milosz ~
       


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      Steve Toth ~ Rumi - Hafiz,  with photo by Al Larus
       
       
      MERCY

      We aren't sweet talkers who melt
           at the first drops of rain
      We know love is like a storm
           that pours on the inside
      Love doesn't mind laughing
           you off the stage
      It can fry your imagination
           in its crucible
      & have you breathing fire
      It can make time stand still
           or fly like lightning that knows
           just where to strike you

      Most animals will run from a fire
           Not humans
      We look for things to cook
      If you've lost your ego
           perhaps a word
      of praise or blame will help
           you find it
      How many ways are there to say
           you have nothing to say
      or to explain why silence is better
           than any explanation?
      All language is a form of play acting
      We had all eternity to work on nothing
           but we came here anyway
      so have mercy when demonstrating
           the divine breath in action

      Loneliness is lonely for us
           All our lives have been spent
           setting up this moment
      in which we come together
           while sharing this poem
      connecting different times & places
          with our love alone
      True poetry fears no reading
      Love knows us inside out
           & loves us anyway
      Love does whatever we lovers do
           Let your heart be light
           Let it shine

       

       
      No umbrella, getting soaked,
      I'll just use the rain as my umbrella.
      -- Zen monk Daito quoted in "Zen and the Art of Anything" by Hal W. French

      To Practice This Thought: Just deal with whatever happens to you.

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      Your true nature is something never lost to you even in moments of delusion,
      nor is it gained at the moment of Enlightenment. It is the Nature of the Suchness.
      In it is neither delusion nor right understanding.
      It fills the Void everywhere and is intrinsically of the substance of the One Mind.

      -"The Zen Teachings of Huang Po," translated by John Blofeld

      From "Teachings of the Buddha," edited by Jack Kornfield,


       Margaret James ~ Rumi - Hafiz
       
      Yi Ok-Bong (? -1592)

      I am anxious to know how you are late.
      As moonbeams surge on the windowpanes, my longing deepens.
      If footsteps in dreams can leave their traces,
      The stony path near your home must be worn to sand.

      *****

      Having promised to come, why are you so late?
      Plum blossoms in the yard are ready to wilt.
      A sudden cawing of a magpie* on the branch
      Makes me line my eyebrows, looking into an empty mirror.

      *The cawing of a magpie, according to Korean folklore,
      announces the coming of a long-awaited person.

      The Moonlit Pond - Korean Classical Poems in Chinese_
      Translated and Introduced by Sung-Il Lee
      Copper Canyon Press

       

       
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