NDS highlights for Saturday, October 29
Words vibrate through my body to resonate with other bodies,
generally in the form of words and symbols, but also, textures and
temperatures, colors and a panoply of sensations infinite and
unpredictable. Each cell, I find, is imprinted with memories of all
has experienced and each cell speaks to me with both the tenderness
and the insult it has felt from a universe of both gentle and
I'm but a trembling rabbit, heart pounding, in the arms
wrestling enlightenment is like trying to grab hold of
mercury from a thermometer. You grab it and try to hold it in your
hand and the tighter you try to hold it the quicker it escapes
without you knowing it so you open your hand believing it has given
up and it is gone. haha, the jokes on you.
Perhaps it could be helpful to consider a life form as a unit of
biological responsiveness. Whatever initiative or action is taken, it
always turns out to be a response to something "underneath". The
nicety is that by responding, the responsiveness will change along:
the analogy is self-modifying code in computers.
i first started the realizers/confessors list, it was the first to put
'regular people' alongside famous teachers/enlightened ones. but it
stemmed from my realization as a boy sitting in hebrew school and
hearing about moses and them guys: i knew there and then that i was
different from moses or anyone else; i had the same inner knowing, the
same sense of self. moses was not more special than me. in fact, i
was/am moses. now there is another movement happening in the world.
really it hasn't even happened yet.
A gasping question arising with me now is whether the
'unlimited' "me" as pure awareness -a most often *concept*
becoming more an event- must eventually be throttled by the
forces of evolution, (including physical, biological, and social
evolution) carrying "me" hopelessly, grasping and screaming, in
Softly, softly, softly.
A good runner leaves no tracks,
even when running over fresh snow.
The best prey leaves no scent
Like the wind, it has no direction.
The dis-ease of brinkmanship returns: "I am wittier than thou, more
enlightened than thou, more PC than thou..."
Duality certainly is alive and well at the Non Duality Salon, perhaps
should be the Non Non Duality Salon.
white wolfe embraces you all he sees himself in you all. that is why
keeps running, every time he finds himelf deluded with delusions of
non-duality, duality drops him to his knees one more time (as in this
if he observes his existential self trapped in dualistic knee-jerk
reactionary relationships with others (as when I am writing this), is
still trapped in duality? who is watching? what lies beyond...
i guess i remain in the game because
i am in the game, and enjoy the chase, because i am the prey i play
does this mean i am not as I thought, a wolfe, but, rather a deer
are what we eat! maybe i should change my name to "bambi" - naw! i
howl and whine too much.
MARK CHRISTOPHER VALENTINE:
reaching the beloved
"He that keeps you will not slumber."
reaching for something,
what is it?
it's like this
ever since I can remember.
Why was I, will there be purpose?
remains like this:
a long journey of loneliness.
Why am I, is there a purpose?
leaped forward to include you.
Yet, united we remain alone.
Why are you here, do you have meaning?
to that frail, empty beginning.
Will you be as lonely as me?
will not stay still.
Past, future, present all are one.
Are we all lost in the cosmic stardust?
remains the same
Tomorrow is just yesterday.
Lonely, do we watch it passing?
leaves us not alone.
Truly, but requires us to leap.
In leaping are we together?
creator, beloved, friend, teacher
ushers us to a beginning.
Will we understand in the end?
is like yesterday
tomorrow, or perhaps, today.
it is the joy this side of tomorrow
the peace discovered shy of yesterday
leaping for nothing,
what is it?
is discovering that i am you,
that you are me
and we are not alone
In the Name of the Father,
In the Names of the Mother and Son,
In the Name of the Holy Spirit,
Oh, Cosmic Wind and Burning Flame,
Sacred Hearts of Jesus and Mary, Lover and Beloved,
Holy Father and Emperor, Sweet Mother and Empress,
Compassionate Son of Man and Savior,
I belong to you as an unborn child belongs.
As one belongs to two, as two belong to three,
As three Incarnate make the Holy Trinity, I come to you,
I come to you as knower, knowing and known,
To the Four Square Mystery, the Uncarved Block,
I come, in you I find salvation and redemption,
in you I am unassailable and complete, I come.
I come to you not dreaming, but Awake, Beloved!
What'd Da say if I were to ask him, "how come I feel
when I haven't slept for a few days, or when I'm feeling insulted, but
not after I've had sex, meditated, or reunited with an old friend? I
haven't changed anything except my mind/body chemistry, as far as I
Understanding, or freedom itself is not to be found in feelings. A
'you' can feel this way, a 'you' can feel that way, a 'you' can feel
miserable, a 'you' can feel blissful,
a 'you' can have a quiet, blank mind, makes no difference, because
is still a 'you'. Understanding, like he said, lies in the recognition
of that whole adventure
of their even being a 'you' in the first place. In truth, there is no
There is only consciousness, freedom. So, when a 'you' realizes this,
and it can be quite a shock, :-), because it's death, the connection
cut, the adventure is brought to an end, and understood for what it
and identity of the living being, is then shifted out of separateness
into consciousness itself, which was always already there in the first
place. And from this point of view, time is no more, immortality is
and life in Truth is understood and enjoyed. There is no such thing as
There is no time, there is only and always 'now'. It's always been
There is only this Enjoyment, it's the only alternative. It's what for
I wasn't looking for understanding or anything else. I was just
pointing out how I feel when. I know that anyone will feel
separation/anxiety when insulted, sleep deprived, persecuted, etc.
Especially a severe combination of these. That's when the shit hits