#3867 - Saturday, April 17, 2010
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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #3867, Saturday, April 17, 2010
If we disinterestedly observe the arising and disappearing of all the states we experience, we soon come to realize that each state, each perception, each thought, is reabsorbed into an unspoken knowing, knowing as being. This, the continuum, the only reality, is there before activity commences. Let yourself sink deep within this stillness each time it makes itself felt.
- Jean Klein
The Tao gives rise to all forms, yet it has no form of its own. If you attempt to fix a picture of it in your mind, you will lose it. This is like pinning a butterfly: the husk is captured, but the flying is lost. Why not be content with simply experiencing it?
- Lao Tzu, from Hua Hu Ching,, translated by Brian Walker, and thanks to Wayne
The truth is that you already are what you are seeking. You are looking for God with his eyes. This truth is so simple, shocking and radical that it is easy to miss among one's flurry of seeking. He is here to shake his students awake and not to ask them to dream better. We must wake up to the fact that we are all already living Buddhas. We are the emptiness, the infinite nothing. Let go of all ideas and images in our minds: they come and go and are not even generated by us.
- Adyashanti, from Emptiness Dancing
The scriptures declare that seeing the Self is seeing God.
Being Single, how can one see one's own Self?
If Oneself cannot be seen, how can God be?
To be absorbed by God is to see Him.
- Ramana Maharshi, from Forty Verses by Ramana Maharshi, and thanks to AnkhAton
Understand one thing well, and you have arrived. What prevents you from knowing is not the lack of opportunity, but the lack of ability to focus in your mind what you want to understand. If you could but keep in mind what you do not know, it would reveal to you its secrets. But if you are shallow and impatient, not earnest enough to look and wait, you are like a child crying for the moon.
- Nisargadatta Maharaj, from I Am That, posted to AlongTheWay
A myriad bubbles were floating on the surface of a stream. 'What are you?' I cried to them as they drifted by. 'I am a bubble, of course' nearly a myriad bubbles answered, and there was surprise and indignation in their voices as they passed. But, here and there, a lonely bubble answered, 'We are this stream', and there was neither surprise nor indignation in their voices, but just a quiet certitude.
Wei Wu Wei, posted to Distillation