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    #4426 - Monday, November 14, 2011 - Editor: Gloria Lee The Nonduality Highlights - http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NDhighlights [The poem credited to Bernard Guy
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      #4426 - Monday, November 14, 2011 - Editor: Gloria Lee
      The Nonduality Highlights - http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NDhighlights 
       
      [The poem credited to Bernard Guy in #4422  is by Rumi, it was posted by Bernard Guy.] 
       
       
      "I would like to paint the way a bird sings."

      ~ Claude Monet
       
       

       
       
      I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling
      for a thousand years, and I still don't know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a
      great song.

      ~ Rainer Maria Rilke (Book of Hours: Love Poems to God)
       
       
       
      Things aren't all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us
      believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word
      has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art,
      those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small,
      transitory life.
       
      ~ Rainer Maria Rilke
       
       
      by Wisdom of the Sacred Feminine on Facebook
       
       

       
       
      Love isn't waiting for anything because there is nothing that it needs. I am
      telling you right now: if I ever see you, you NEVER EVER EVER EVER have to
      explain or justify yourself to me. I am not waiting for us to connect over
      concepts, images, beliefs or ideas. We are already beyond connected.
      ~ Benjamin Smythe on Facebook
       
       

       
       
      Bob
       
      I don't know what this is,
      This Warmth in the Heart,
      This Bliss bubbling up from the wellspring of Being,
      This Radiance that heals and blesses,
      And intoxicates myself and others.
       
      Confused by “spirituality”,
      All the descriptions of Dharma,
      All the stories of who, what, when, where, why, and how,
      All the do's and don'ts,
      I sit in Myself, and breathe Bliss.
       
      “I can't meditate anymore with you,” I said,
      “For I don't know what any of this is or what it means.”
      And my friend replied, “But… it just feels good.
      Let's be simple-minded,
      And let that be reason enough to sit together in Stillness?”
       
      “Why do you trouble yourself,
      With the whys and wherefores?
      Let's be simple-minded,
      And forget ‘Shiva’, ‘Shakti’,
      And all that cosmic hoo-hah.
       
      If the Magic is real,
      It will Bless us,
      Even if we call it… Bob,
      And haven't a clue what it is,
      Or what it all means.”
       
       
      ~ Chuck Surface
       
       
       
       

       
       
      Chuck Surface: The Way of the Heart

       
      You have been Graced into the Secret Way,
      The Way of the Heart.
       
      “Understanding”,
      However diamond-like
      However impactful on the Experience of Being,
      Will never again satisfy you.
       
      The bee has done its job,
      And the pollen of knowledge
      Has been transmuted by Mystical Alchemy
      Into Anandam.
       
      Now… the bee dies,
      Understanding and knowledge,
      Turn from soft parchment to dust,
      And you Live wide-eyed, in Awe and Wonder,
      In
      And as
      The Great Mystery.
       
      You drink from Living Waters now,
      Flowing from the Wellspring of the Heart.
      All is changed.
      All is changed.
      Oh mind, oh mind,
      I leave you here.
       
      Only words Wet,
      Will find resonance,
      In one already drenched.
       
      The Emanation of Love,
      Will only touch your Heart,
      If you are already pregnant with Longing.
       
      How will you know?
      The baby will kick.
       
      You are now… Alone,
      And never again Alone.
      While you may Long to find
      Fellow Idiots, thus Imbued,
      Finding none,
      You remain Full and Complete.
       
      Now Your Heart
      Will look Lovingly for itself
      In all that is seen, smelled, tasted, heard, touched,
      All that is thought of,
      And all who are met.
       
       
       

       
       
      If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, 
      otherwise they will kill you.
       
      ~ Oscar Wilde
       
       

       
       
      The Shared Experience of Absurdity, by Improv Everywhere
       
       
      Charlie Todd causes bizarre, hilarious, and unexpected public scenes: Seventy
      synchronized dancers in storefront windows, "ghostbusters" running through
      the New York Public Library, and the annual no-pants subway ride. At
      TEDxBloomington he shows how his group, Improv Everywhere, uses these
      scenes to bring people together.
       
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