Archive for July, 2015

We say

“We say you cannot divert the river from the river bed. We say that everything is moving, and we are a part of this motion. That the soil is moving. That the water is moving. We say that the earth draws water to her from the clouds. We say the rainfall parts on each side of the mountain, like the parting of our hair, and that the shape of the mountain tells where the water has passed. We say this water washes the soil from the hillsides, that the rivers carry sediment, that rain when it splashes carries small particles, that the soil itself flows with water in streams underground. We say that water is taken up into roots of plants, into stems, that it washes down hills into rivers, that these rivers flow to the sea, that from the sea, in the sunlight, this water rises to the sky, that this water is carried in clouds, and comes back as rain, comes back as fog, back as dew, as wetness in the air.

We say everything comes back.”
– Susan Griffin



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Have you



“Have you been to the source of a river? It’s a very mystic place. You get dizzy when you stay for a while. An especially big river has several sources, and the real source, the farthest point which turns to the major stream, is moist and misty, with some kind of ancient smell, and you feel cold. You feel, “This isn’t the place to go in.” There is no springing water, so you don’t know where the source is. Actually, such a place exists in everyone; the center of us is like that. From such a place, the ancient call appears, “Why don’t you know me? Living so many years with me, why can’t you call my real name?”

The more your understanding of life becomes clearer and more exact and painfully joyful, the more you feel, “I’m so bad.” The one that appears and says, “No, you are not bad at all,” that is the way to go, that is your teacher.

Don’t misunderstand, this teacher is not always a person. It can embrace you like morning dew in a field, and you get a strange feeling, “Oh, this is it, my teacher is this field.”
– Kobun Chino

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All Return Again

It is the secret of the world that all things subsist and do not
die, but only retire a little from sight and afterwards return again.
Nothing is dead; men feign themselves dead, and endure mock funerals
and mournful obituaries, and there they stand looking out of the
window, sound and well, in some new strange disguise. Jesus is not
dead; he is very well alive; nor John, nor Paul, nor Mahomet, nor
Aristotle; at times we believe we have seen them all, and could
easily tell the names under which they go.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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flowing river


Life’s natural simplicity has been forgotten. . . It is the simplicity of relating to life as a continual flow rather than relating to a multitude of events that fill our day or years. It is as if we are flowing faster and faster down the river of life, and as our attention remains focused on the river banks, we see objects, people, situations move past more and more quickly.

We cannot stop the river, just as we cannot slow down the evolution of our culture. But we can learn to look at life in a different way. If we see life just from the perspective of the objects on the banks, our life will become an indistinguishable blur as we try to assimilate everything that is passing us by. But if our attention shifts to the flow of the river, to the water that carries us, then a fundamental implicitly will return. We will realize that we are part of the natural process of life itself that is always changing and yet retains its essential qualities.

Looking to the banks of the river, we see the isolated incidents of life the seemingly static objects that pass us by. The faster the flow, the more these seem to change, and the more anxious and insecure we become as we try to hold on to what is passing. Although we are caught in a flow we cannot stop, and even slow down, we try to give our self an image of stability by keeping our attention on the fixed objects on the river banks. But maybe life is trying to turn our attention elsewhere, to have us realize a different attitude, one that does not define life by distinct objects or fixed events, but by movement itself, by the very dynamic of change.

Earlier cultures saw life in terms of the changing seasons, a natural turning of which they were a part. In this continual change everything has its place; even ties of drought or hardship were valued.

Life is a dynamic process of continual change, and we live at a time in which this change is more and more visible. It is no longer a gentle succession of the seasons. The changes are no longer local, but global. In the West where these changes are most apparent, they are producing stress rather than joy. Are we just the victims of our own technological success, which has created a monster we can no longer control? Or is it that we are jut looking at life in the wrong way, unable or unwilling to make the shift that will reveal what life is offering us? Perhaps making this shift is as easy as attuning ourselves differently, to the flow of life rather than to fixed objects our our desire. So much of our identity lies in what we possess? To become attuned to the flow of life means to recognize that things are both lost and found. We have the opportunity and responsibility to see life as it is presenting itself to us now—not as an accumulation of desires or goals, but as movement and change. We can regain the simple wonder of life if we relate to life as a flow of events, as a pattern of continually changing interrelationships. Life then becomes our partner in the great destiny of uncovering our own soul.”

from The Children of the Orient by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee…

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secret of oneness….

ocean shore

“…As the heart’s prayer deepens we merge more and more within the heart, into the oneness that is our divine promise.
We step from the shores of our own aloneness, our sense of separation, into love’s ocean where we always with our Beloved, sometimes so merged in this ocean, so drowned in love, that there no sense of self. And yet always we seem to return, to our need, our inadequacies, our limitations. This seems to be part of our human nature and the very nature of prayer: we need and we cry out. Even when we realize the secret on oneness we still need: we are still human. And our prayers are always heard. Even when it appears that they are unanswered they are still heard.”

-Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee

From: Prayer of the Heart in Christin and Sufi Mysticism

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