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Nonduality Highlights Issue #4910, Sunday, May 5, 2013
Even when luck is with you and you're powerful,
still, Prosperity is other than you are:
one day it departs and leaves you poor.
O you who've been chosen, be your own good fortune!
When you have become your own wealth, O man of Reality,
then how will you, who are Prosperity, lose yourself?
How will you lose yourself, O man of good qualities,
when your essence is your wealth and your kingdom?
- Rumi, Mathnawi IV: 1109-1112, version by Camille and Kabir Helminski from Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance, posted to Sunlight
All the joy the world contains
Has come through wishing happiness for others.
All the misery the world contains
Has come through wanting pleasure for oneself.
~Shantideva from The Heart of Compassion, posted to DailyDharma
Love With No Object
There is a way of loving not attached to what is loved.
Observe how water is with
the ground, always moving toward the ocean, though the ground
tries to hold water's foot
and not let it go. This is how we are with wine and beautiful
food, wealth and power,
or just a dry piece of bread: we want and we get drunk with
wanting, then the headache
and bitterness afterward. Those prove that the attachment took
hold and held you back. Now you
proudly refuse help. "My love is pure. I have an intuitive
union with God. I don't need
anyone to show me how to be free!" This is not the case.
A love with no object
is a true love. All else, shadow without substance. Have you
seen someone fall in
love with his own shadow? That's what we've done. Leave
partial loves and find one
that's whole. Where is someone who can do that? They're
so rare, those hearts that carry
the blessing and lavish it over everything. Hold out your
beggar's robe and accept
their generosity. Anything not coming from that will damage
the cloth, like a sharp stone
tearing your sincerity. Keep that intact, and use clarity;
call it reason or discernment,
you have within you a deciding force that knows what to
receive, what to turn from.
- Rumi, Mathnawi III: 2248-80 version by Coleman Barks from The Soul of Rumi, posted to Sunlight
Love is a state of Being. Your love is not outside;
it is deep within you.
You can never lose it, and it cannot leave you.
It is not dependent on some other body, some external form.
In the stillness of your presence,
you can feel your own formless and timeless reality
as the unmanifested life that animates your physical form.
You can then feel the same life
deep within every other human and every other creature.
You look beyond the veil of form and separation.
This is the realization of oneness.
This is love.
~Eckhart Tolle, posted to The_Now2
The whole thing is to love God and taste His sweetness.
He is sweetness and the devotee is its enjoyer. The
devotee drinks the sweet Bliss of God. Further, God is the
lotus and the devotee the bee. The devotee sips the honey
of the lotus.
As a devotee cannot live without God, so also God cannot
live without His devotee. Then the devotee becomes the
sweetness, and God its enjoyer. The devotee becomes
the lotus, and God the bee. It is the Godhead that has
become these two in order to enjoy Its own Bliss.
- Ramakrishna Paramahamsa from The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna by M. (Mahendranath Gupta)
likes to dress up like this:
shoulders, and all the rest
in the black branches,
in the morning
in the blue branches
of the world.
It could float, of course,
but would rather
plumb rough matter.
Airy and shapeless thing,
the metaphor of the body,
lime and appetite,
the oceanic fluids;
it needs the body's world,
and the dark hug of time,
to be understood,
to be more than pure light
where no one is
so it enters us
in the morning
shines from brute comfort
like a stitch of lightning;
and at night
lights up the deep and wondrous
drownings of the body
like a star.
- Mary Oliver, from Dream Work