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#4917 - Monday, May 13, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee

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    #4917 - Monday, May 13, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee The Nonduality Highlights http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NDhighlights/ A Poem for Mother s Day by Fred Lamotte
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      #4917 - Monday, May 13, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee
      A Poem for Mother's Day by Fred Lamotte
      Love dissolves particles into waves.
      Lovers let go of the difference
      between doing and not doing.
      A mother nurses her infant
      and the universe is sustained.
      Who is the doer?
      God is milk
      created by yearning.
      At the center of the galaxy
      all is still for trillions of years,
      yet here it rains, the sun comes out,
      lilacs like unfolding skies
      burst from their burial.
      Do what you can, friend,
      the world remains as it is.
      Yet without love, all is dust.
      Be more and more like the infant
      churning the milk ocean
      with a tiny yearning heart.
      Painting: 'Maternity,' Pablo Picasso


      One believes that there is bondage and therefore seeks liberation.
      But the fact is that there is no bondage but only liberation...
      Only remove ignorance. That is all there is to be done.
      ~Ramana Maharshi
      via Daily Dharma by Amrita Nadi

      There is no attainment and no cultivation of original nature. You are Consciousness,
      not a farmer! Why work for that which you already are? Do not mentate, do not
      stir a thought. Trying to get out of superimposed bondage, which is the notion that
      you are separate from Existence, you will land in superimposed freedom.
      via Along The Way

      The state we call realization is simply being one’s self, not knowing anything or
      becoming anything. If one has realized, he is that which alone is and which alone has
      always been. He cannot describe that state, he can only be that. 
      ~Ramana Maharshi

      Once you realize that the road is the goal and that you are always on the road, not
      to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom, life ceases to be a task and
      becomes natural and simple, in itself an ecstasy.
      ~Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj
      "Footpath" - 2010
      oil on black canvas with palette knife

      You are the road of Love
      and at the end my Home.

       Good Medicine
      Unbelief is good medicine, undoing belief
      all beings free to leave their being
                and enter silence.
      The nameless tree with its forest
                of green,
      the endless expanse called
                sky, beaks and
      feathered wings with their urgent
      all around, the light that sets the vital body
                to humming,
      and the dark of re-creation:
                the world held for us in promise
      until it is loosened from
                our thinking.

      By Andrew Colliver
      (1953 - )
      - From the unpublished manuscript A Day of Light, by Andrew Colliver
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