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#2055 - Sunday, February 13, 2005

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  • mark otter
    Archived issues of the NDHighlights are available online: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm Nondual Highlights Issue #2055 Sunday, February 13, 2005 ... running
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      Archived issues of the NDHighlights are available online: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm

      Nondual Highlights Issue #2055 Sunday, February 13, 2005


      running and leaping nonstop
      till i catch up
      with the fastest rider

      annihilating forever
      vanishing for good
      till i reach the soul of the world

      very happy i've become
      ever since i changed
      to a piece of fire

      and with this fire
      i'll burn my house and
      dwell in the desert

      i'll soften and humble
      i'll change to earth
      till i grow your flowers in me

      i'll crawl and flow
      i'll change myself to water
      till i can reach your paradise garden

      without pain no healer
      will tend me
      or give me potions

      i'll change to
      total pain
      till i get total healing

      ever since i was born
      i was thrown into this world
      helpless and shivering
      like a speck of dust in the air

      but as soon as i reach
      the end of this journey
      and settle down
      i'll be secured and tranquil forever

      - Rumi, Ghazal 1400. translation by Nader Khalili, from Rumi, Fountain of Fire, posted to Sunlight

      Doing something about stress is not the answer!

      Two quick ways to practice this: One, in meditation, during which we're
      supposed to drop everything and just sit still in the moment; and, two,
      when it's time to relax. Instead of reading or watching television, just
      sit or lie there and do nothing, do not doing. (It makes conditioning
      crazy!) When conditioning tries to regain control ('But what about...?'
      'You should...' 'You need to...') at least you will see it coming. How
      you are being controlled will be clearer to you. Start small. Just short
      periods of time doing nothing. (Isn't that a great phrase? 'Doing
      nothing.' It is a koan.) See if you can simply be in your body,
      breathing, feeling the life force animating you, aware of your senses,
      present, alive! Doing nothing, but being.

      - Cheri Huber, who me thinks is related to oh. for those of you who catch that drift...

      From the teaching, "On Stress": http://www.cherihuber.com/iopsummer97.html

      Blessings to all. May peace and peace and peace be everywhere.

      - posted to DailyDharma

      Death, as I see it,
      is a feast for the subtler me,
      is a feast to the delicacies of experience.

      If that perceiver, now freed,
      can fly beyond this and that,
      overcoming the fascination to latch and hold,
      the home of all poems will appear before his eyes.

      Pure metaphors, like doves or serpents,
      will sing to his fully open ears

      and the Open one, now freed, will blow right through him.

      - David Spero

      More here: http://www.davidspero.org/

      Love Untitled 48

      I inhale you and
      my skin peels off.

      I lie naked
      under the noon sun,

      exposed and
      drawing flies.

      You brush them away

      your skin grows on me,
      blooms on my rawness

      till I am shivering
      inside myself inside you.

      © Zen Oleary, February 12, 2005, posted to SufiMystic

      All prosperity and all adversity, childhood, youth, old age and death, as also suffering, what is known as being immersed in happiness and unhappiness and all the rest of it: all these are the extension of the dense darkness of ignorance.

      - Vasitha's Yoga

      Sentient beings are in essence buddhas
      It is like water and ice.

      There is no ice without water,
      There are no buddhas outside sentient beings.

      What a shame, sentient beings seek afar,
      Not knowing what is at hand.

      It is like wailing from thirst
      In the midst of water.

      - Hakuin Ekaku, 1685-1768


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