#4431 - Saturday, November 19, 2011
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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4431, Saturday, November 19, 2011
Live in the soul
The soul, like the moon,
is new, and always new again.
And I have seen the ocean
Since I scoured my mind
and my body, I too, Lalla,
am new, each moment new.
My teacher told me one thing,
Live in the soul.
When that was so,
I began to go naked,
- Lalla, version by Coleman Barks, from Naked Song, posted to AlongTheWay
* "She is most well known for wandering and dancing naked as she sang her songs. In the ecstatic line of the hassids and the sufis she joined the pure joy of existence, and so completely merged with it that the bare form of "Lalla," whom she often addresses, seemed clothing enough. Her awareness observes the body, but is not identified with it." (Coleman Barks)
Man becomes what he believes himself to be. Abandon all ideas about yourself and you will find yourself to be the pure witness, beyond all that can happen to the body or the mind.
- Nisargadatta Maharaj, from I Am That: Talks with Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj, posted to AlongTheWay
Everything is existing perfectly as complete openness.
- Tarthang Tulku, from Hidden Mind of Freedom, posted to DailyDharma
The mind that is really still is astonishingly active, alive, potent, not towards anything in particular. It is only such a mind which is verbally free, free from experience, from knowledge. Such a mind can perceive what is true, such a mind has direct perception, which is beyond time. The mind can only be silent when it has understood the process of time and that requires watchfulness, does it not?
- Krishnamurti, posted to Distillation
Beware the trap
The fowler scatters grain incessantly:
the grain is visible,
but the deceit is hidden.
Wherever you see the grain, beware,
lest the trap confine your wings.
The bird that gives up that grain
eats from Reality's spacious field.
With that it is content and escapes;
no trap confines its feathers.
Many times have you fallen into the snare of greed
and given your throat up to be cut;
but again the One that disposes hearts to repentance
has set you free, accepted your repentance,
and made you rejoice.
O moth, don't be forgetful and dubious;
just look at your burnt wing.
- Rumi, Mathnawi III:2858-2861; 2870-2871; 2879, translation by Camille and Kabir Helminski, from Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance, posted to Sunlight