#2765 - Wednesday, March 21, 2007 - Editor: Gloria Lee
- #2765 - Wednesday, March 21, 2007 - Editor: Gloria LeeNondual HighlightsDo not form views in the world through either
knowledge, virtuous conduct, or religious
observances; likewise, avoid thinking of oneself as
being either superior, inferior, or equal to others.The wise let go of the self and being free of
attachments they depend not on knowledge. Nor
do they dispute opinions or settle into any view.For those who have no wishes for either extremes
of becoming or non-becoming, here or in another
existence, there is no settling into the views held
by others.Nor do they form the least notion in regard to
views seen, heard, or thought out. How could one
influence those wise ones who do not grasp at any
views.--from the Sutta-nipataFrom "Teachings of the Buddha,"
edited by Jack Kornfield, 1993Longchenpa means great expanse, so I heard.
Devoted to diving within,
Relaxing as the great expanse of reality,
The wide open,
natural stateless state.
Simply seeing and letting go,
Neither sleeping nor waking up,
No birth, no death,
Blazing forth as I.
Great traditionless tradition,
Lineage of only I,
What is there left to do?
I roam happily,
Abiding as myself,
Singularity in multiplicity.
posted to Wisdom-l
"Self is everywhere, shining forth from all beings,
vaster than the vast, subtler than the most subtle,
unreachable, yet nearer than breath, than
heartbeat.Eye cannot see it, ear cannot hear it nor tongue
utter it; only in deep absorption can the mind,
grown pure and silent, merge with the formless
truth.He who finds it is free; he has found himself; he
has solved the great riddle; his heart is forever at
peace.Whole, he enters the Whole.Perceiving the truth, he becomes the truth; he
passes beyond all suffering, beyond death; all the
knots of his heart are loosed."--from the Mundaka Upanishads, written more than
2,500 years agoposted to TheNow2
By Hakim Sanai
(1044? - 1150?)
English version by Coleman Barks
When the path ignites a soul,
there's no remaining in place.
The foot touches ground,
but not for long.
The way where love tells its secret
stays always in motion,
and there is no you there, and no reason.
The rider urges his horse to gallop,
and so doing, throws himself
under the flying hooves.
In love-unity there's no old or new.
Everything is nothing.
God alone is.
For lovers the phenomena-veil is very transparent,
and the delicate tracings on it cannot
be explained with language.
Clouds burn off as the sun rises,
and the love-world floods with light.
But cloud-water can be obscuring,
as well as useful.
There is an affection that covers the glory,
rather than dissolving into it.
It's a subtle difference,
like the change in Persian
from the word "friendship"
to the word "work."
That happens with just a dot
above or below the third letter.
There is a seeing of the beauty
of union that doesn't actively work
for the inner conversation.
Your hand and feet must move,
as a stream streams, working
as its Self, to get to the ocean.
Then there's no more mention
of the search.
Being famous, or being a disgrace,
who's ahead or behind, these considerations
are rocks and clogged places
that slow you. Be as naked as a wheat grain
out of its husk and sleek as Adam.
Don't ask for anything other
than the presence.
Don't speak of a "you"
apart from That.
A full container cannot be more full.
Be whole, and nothing.
-- from The Hand of Poetry: Five Mystic Poets of Persia, with Lectures by Inayat Khan, Translated by Coleman Barks