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Now is the time to know
That all that you do is sacred.

Now, why not consider
A lasting truce with yourself and God.

Now is the time to understand
That all your ideas of right and wrong
Were just a child’s training wheels
To be laid aside
When you finally live
With veracity
And love.

Hafiz is a divine envoy
Whom the Beloved
Has written a holy message upon.

My dear, please tell me,
Why do you still
Throw sticks at your heart
And God?

What is it in that sweet voice inside
That incites you to fear?

Now is the time for the world to know
That every thought and action is sacred.

This is the time
For you to compute the impossibility
That there is anything
But Grace.

Now is the season to know
That everything you do
Is sacred.

(“The Gift” – versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)

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In the Beginning

Sometimes simplicity rises
like a blossom of fire
from the white silk of your own skin.
You were there in the beginning
you heard the story, you heard the merciless
and tender words telling you where you had to go.
Exile is never easy and the journey
itself leaves a bitter taste. But then,
when you heard that voice, you had to go.
You couldn’t sit by the fire, you couldn’t live
so close to the live flame of that compassion
you had to go out in the world and make it your own
so you could come back with
that flame in your voice, saying listen…
this warmth, this unbearable light, this fearful love…
It is all here, it is all here.

~ David Whyte ~

(Fire in the Earth)

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I sat there and forgot and forgot
until what remained was the river that went by and I who watched. . .
Eventually the watcher joined the river
and then there was only one of us.
I believe it was the river.”

Norman Maclean

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You’ve traveled up ten thousand steps in search of the Dharma.
So many long days in the archives, copying, copying.

The gravity of the Tang and the profundity of the Sung
make heavy baggage.

Here! I’ve picked you a bunch of wildflowers.
Their meaning is the same
but they’re much easier to carry.

Xu Yun

(Empty Cloud: The Autobiography of the Chinese Zen Master)

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“If you imagine someone who is brave enough to withdraw all his projections, then you get an individual who is conscious of a pretty thick shadow. Such a man has saddled himself with new problems and conflicts. He has become a serious problem to himself, as he is now unable to say that they do this or that, they are wrong, and they must be fought against. He lives in the “House of the Gathering.” Such a man knows that whatever is wrong in the world is in himself, and if he only learns to deal with his own shadow he has done something real for the world. He has succeeded in shouldering at least an infinitesimal part of the gigantic, unsolved social problems of our day.”

Carl Jung

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Have watched the May 21 date come and go silently from the sidelines… Just watching, curious and aware of  the power and play of the mind… Have lived long enough to know how the mind with its intertwining lattice of love, hope, hate, devotion, beliefs, dogmas, doctrines, righteousness, and tender longings can leave the mind and heart shambled and chumped by its own creation….

Because of my own follies of heart and shattered beliefs i woke feeling a tender kinship in joined humanity for all that thought they would not be here… could not be Here…. or do not know how to be Here…I have not been one that could say with any kind of integrity or honesty; ” Except for the grace of God there go i.”, rather it has been, ‘ There go i. . . . ”

This day once again, silent on the sidelines. There is a holding of  shattered minds and bruised hearts within the grace of Love which cannot be touched….Often these days there is this holding space, accompanied  with a tender,stark, subtle, poignant ache for all that is born, and dreams, and dies, within that which remains forever…

May Peace be known in all minds and  hearts…

May we all be free….

The Love of Morning

It is hard sometimes to drag ourselves
back to the love of morning
after we’ve lain in the dark crying out
O God, save us from the horror . . . .

God has saved the world one more day
even with its leaden burden of human evil;
we wake to birdsong.
And if sunlight’s gossamer lifts in its net
the weight of all that is solid,
our hearts, too, are lifted,
swung like laughing infants;

but on gray mornings,
all incident – our own hunger,
the dear tasks of continuance,
the footsteps before us in the earth’s
beloved dust, leading the way – all,
is hard to love again
for we resent a summons
that disregards our sloth, and this
calls us, calls us.

Denise Levertov

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The dam has been bursting all along,
singing tears of the mountain’s song.

The puppet breaks free from its strings,
the caterpillar soars with new wings.

Dreamers shall awaken beyond time,
in love with a human heart so divine.

The actor surrenders the final mask,
in Your light all life comes to bask.

A fruit suddenly drops from its tree,
such sweetness like honey is to be.

~Rafael Stoneman

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If not for the poet, who would be the voice of love?

If not for the artist, who would be the brush of sight?

If not for the mother, who would walk the earth?

If not for the Beloved, who would truly live?

Rafael Stoneman

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Now I become myself. It’s taken
Time, many years and places,
I have been dissolved and shaken,
Worn other people’s faces,
Run madly, as if Time were there,
Terribly old, crying a warning,
“hurry, you will be dead before —–”
(What? Before you reach the morning?
or the end of the poem, is clear?
Or love safe in the walled city?)
Now to stand still, to be here,
Feel my own weight and density!…..
Now there is time and Time is young.
O, in this single hour I live
All of myself and do not move
I, the pursued, who madly ran,
Stand still, stand still, and stop the Sun!

May Sarton

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Amma:   Consciousness is always present in us— now, in the present moment—-but we may not be aware of it.  In fact, only the present moment is real.  But to experience this, we need a new vision, a new eye and even a new body. 

Questioner:   A new body?  What do You mean by that?

Amma:    It does not mean that the body that you have will disappear.  It will look the same, but it will undergo a subtle change, a transformation.  Because only then can it contain the ever-expanding consciousness.

Questioner:   What do you mean by expanding consciousness?  The Upanishads declare that the Absolute is purnam [ ever-full ].   the Upanishads sayd, ” purnamada purnamidam….” [ this is the whole, that is the whole…” ], so I don’t understand how the already-prefect consciousness can grow?

Amma:   That is very true.  However, on the individual or physical plane, the spiritual aspirant goes through an experience of expanding consciousness.  The total Shakti [ divine energy ], of course, is unchangeable. Though from the Vedantic [ pertaining to the Hindu spiritual journey, for  the individual there is one such so-called journey, for the individual there is one such so-called journey toward the state of perfection.  Once you attain the Goal, you will also realize that the whole process, including the journey, was unreal, because you were always there, in that state, never away from it.   Until the final realization occurs, there is an expansion of awareness and consciousness depending on the progress of the sadhak [spiritual aspirant ].

For example, what happens when you draw water from a well?  The well is immediately replenished by the water from the spring beneath it.  The spring will keep on filling the well.   The more water you draw, the more water comes from the spring.  so you could say that the water is the well keeps growing.  The spring is never-ending source.  The well is full, and it remains full because it is eternally connected to the spring.  So you could say that the water in the well keeps growing.  The spring is a never-ending source.   The well is full, and it remains full because it is eternally connected to the spring.   The well keeps on becoming perfect.  It keeps expanding.

Questioner:  (after a thoughtful silence)   It’s very vivid, but still sounds complicated.

Amma:  Yes, the mind will not understand it.  Amma knows that.  The easiest is the most difficult.  The simplest remains the most complex.  And the closest seems to be the farthest.  It will continue to be a puzzle until your realize the Self.  That is why the Rishis [ ancient Seers ] describe the Atman as “farther than the farthest and nearer than the nearest.”

Children, the human body is a very limited instrument.  However, like the well, once we are connected to the eternal source of the shakti, our consciousness will keep expanding within us.  Once the state of ultimate samadhi [ natural state of abidance ]  is reached, the connection between the body and the mind, between God and the world, will start functioning in perfect harmony.  Thus, there is no growth, nothing.  You remain one with the infinite ocean of consciousness. 

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