Posts Tagged ‘oneness’

Albert E not so square

A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
– Albert Einstein

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Become the Ace of heart?

How to become a king of hearts, loved by all? Become more saintly, so that like a true kind you sit on the throne of love in the hearts of others. Begin by being kind to all. Unkindness is a spiritual disease. If you indulge in unkind acts and feelings, you make yourself miserable and damage your nervous system.

When you see others behaving unkindly, it should give you greater determination to be kind. I practice this all the time. No matter how hurtfully others behave, they cannot make me react with meanness.

The more unkindness people show to me, the more understanding I give to them. Sometimes, in order to stress an important lesson, I speak very strongly to those who have come to me for training. But I am never angry or unkind. Those who receive such discipline have seen that at the height of the scolding, when I seem to be most displeased, I can shut off fiery speech and use the gentlest of words. That self-control has tremendous power. Never allow your voice to be harsh out of anger or vengefulness.

Like a flower, shed petals of kindness when you are aggravated by others or attacked by the evil in them. By self-control and right behavior you will ultimately realize that you are a part of the Eternal Good, you do not belong anymore to the wrong ways of this world.

– Journey to Self-Realization by Paramahansa Yoganandaa


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Concentration. Contemplation. Meditation.

The great rishis tell us God is in everyone, everything. Imagine a rishi, in the forest, full of Light, seeing God in all. A student comes along, then another, they all can see he is someone special and they ask him questions. He tells them to see God everywhere. They can’t. They just can’t. Finally, the rishi may have said, “Ok, sit here in front of this stone and at least learn to see God in one simple thing, this rock. Then we’ll progress from there.”

Maybe that was the first Sivalingam.

July 9, 2003

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one Earth

“Be firm like a rock, deep and serious like the sea.
Think of the Earth as a Mother. This is one Earth.
Don’t be divided by thinking of yourself as belonging
to different countries. This is one Earth. ”

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Practice allowing your essential nature to shine by not enforcing judgments on yourself that were imposed by others. Remind yourself that you don’t have to do anything: You don’t have to be better than anyone else. You don’t have to win. You don’t have to be number 1 or number 27 or any other number.

Give yourself permission to just be. Stop interfering with your unique natural being. Lighten the burden you carry to be productive, wealthy, and successful in the eyes of others; and replace it with an inner assertion that allows you to access the Tao.

Affirm: I am centered in the Tao. I trust that I am able to straighten myself out, and so is the world. I retreat into silence, knowing that all is well.

Wayne Dryer

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The Joy of Snow

The Joy of Snow – Elizabeth Goudge
We cannot understand – not yet – but – we can see how the more we lose our sense of separateness in the knowledge of the oneness of all living creatures, millions of small leaves on the single tree of life, the more we shall lose our sense of self-importance, and so be liberated from our self-pity, a bondage so horrible that I believe it can only bring us to a state not unlike that of Gollum, the dreadful creature Tolkien created, living alone in the dark, talking to himself, murmuring, ‘My Precious, My Precious’. (‘Mine’).
But if that “my precious” were to be the song of the leaves on the tree, each leaf delighting in all the others, there could be no love of self, no hatred and no sin, and one of the suffering that springs from sin. And since a tree has no voice but the wind, and the leaves know it, they would soon know who it was who was singing then song with them and through them, and lifting on swinging them in the dance. If we can find a little of our oneness with all other creatures, and love for them, then i believe we are half-way towards find God. “
Quote in The Virago Book of Spirituality
edited by Saran Anderson
I have loved leaves for a long time, as a child when i would read the Bible passage in Revelations that says, ” And the leaves are for the healing of the Nations “, i wondered of it’s meaning.  Many years later it would be a leaf that supplied the map as to how to exit the land of nightmares and worldly programming. It was a single fallen leaf that showed me the path i was to walk to find the heart of the Great Mother. The deepest loam straight up the middle soon became what i called the path of heart, this was before i knew about Buddha and the Path of Compassion. Was shown if i veered into the programming of the Right, i would just mirror the bloat of the righteous Right, and if i mirrored the secular programming of the left i only reflected the endless hunger. To resist or oppose was just a mirror image reflection and only lead to strengthened it in myself and the other. The deepest loam straight up the middle was to show me the passage of sacred ground. walk with an open heart, without judgement, and keep my mind fixed on what i know to be true. Nowadays the leaf is taking me into deeper contemplation of mindfulness and nothingness. As i read the above passage by Elizabeth Goulde i once again thought of ” the leaves are for the healing of the nations”. Makes sense doesn’t it?

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“On a more somber note, Raphaele once told me of a meeting she’d had on her first visit to Tibet, in 1986, with a man who’d had an appalling time during the Chinese invasion. “He invited me to sit down on a bench and served me some tea he kept in a large thermos. It was his first time talking to a Westerner. We laughed a lot; he was really adorable. Children kept coming by to stare at us in astonishment, and he showered me with questions. Then he told me how he’d been jailed for twelve years by the Chinese invaders and condemned to cut stone for a dam being built in the Drak Yerpa valley. The dam was completely useless, since the riverbed was almost always dry! All his friends dropped dead of hunger and exhaustion around him, one by one. Despite the horror of his story, there wasn’t the slightest trace of hatred in his words or the least bit of resentment in his eyes, which beamed with kindness. As I fell asleep that night, I wondered how a man who had suffered so much could seem so happy.”

“Anyone who enjoys inner peace is no more broken by failure than he is inflated by success. He is able to fully live his experiences in the context of a vast and profound serenity, since he understands that experiences are ephemeral and that it is useless to cling to them. There will be no “hard fall” when things turn bad and he is confronted with adversity. He does not sink into depression, since his happiness rests on a solid foundation. One year before her death at Auschwitz, the remarkable Etty Hillesum, a young Dutchwoman, affirmed: “When you have an interior life, it certainly doesn’t matter what side of the prison you’re on. . . . I’ve already died a thousand times in a thousand concentration camps. I know everything. There is no new information to trouble me. One way or another, I already know everything, and yet, I find this life beautiful and rich in meaning. At every moment.”

Matthieau Richard

From Happiness: A Guide to Developing Life’s Most Important Skills,

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one day the heart was heavy. . . . the chambers constricted. . . .beating like
a swan running on tangled sod. . . . concerned about some unborn thing. . .
. a constriction of the knotted heart with no thoughts of flight. . . the noise of the mind
entangled and blocked by weeds. . . . till there was no room to move . . . i fluttered
without gracefulness to the center of the lake, which humans call silence. . . . then. . . .
peace  found  in the underside of tired wings that rested on the lake. . . . while the heart
in it’s feathers pounded softer and softer. . . . and i surrendered into the One that is
always present and able to bear the totality of all heaviness and all heaven. . . . .

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Let only that little be left of me
whereby I may name thee my all.
Let only that little be left of my will
whereby I may feel thee on every side,
and come to thee in everything
and offer to thee my love every moment.
Let only that little be left of me
whereby I may never hide thee
Let only that little of my fetters be left
whereby I am bound by thy will,
and thy purpose is carried out in my life,
and that is the fetter of thy love.


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If you hear the word mindfulness and fail to translate it as heartfulness, you don’t get it.

John Cabot Zin

NOW— This is it— The Whole Purpose and Meaning for the Existence of Everything.

Timothy Freke

From the Color Purple

” I Believe God is everything. . . Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you can feel that , and be happy to feel that, you’ve found IT. . . My first step from the old white man was trees. Then air. Then birds. Then other people. But one day i was sitting quiet and feeling like a motherless child, which I was, it came to me: that feeling of being part of everything, not separated at all. I knew hat if i cut a tree, my arm would bleed. And i laughed and I cried and i run all round the house. I knew just what it was. In fact, when it happened, you can’t miss it.

Alice Walker

Look at you you madman, screaming you are thirsty. And are dying in a desert when all around you there is nothing but water.


You wander from room to room, hunting for the diamond necklace.

That is already around your neck!


There is a pleasure in the pathless woods.
There is a rapture on the lonely shore.
There is society where none intrudes.
By the deep sea, and music in its roar,
I love not man the less, but nature more,
From these interviews in which i steal
From all I may be, or haven been before,
To mingle with the universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yest cannot conceal.
Lord Byron

The true form is magnificently illuminated with gleaming. The teaching’s voice is total silence amid the ringing of wind chimes. The moon harp in the old pine trees, cold in the falling night. The chilled crane in its nest in the clouds has not yet aroused from its dream.

Hongzhi Zhengjune (1091-1157)

Every thought in consciousness has been born into form, a temporary form and then it dies and goes on to another form. You could say the whole world is consciousness having taken birth in form, manifesting as form temporarily and then dying which means dissolving as form. What always remains is the “essence of all that exists- consciousness itself”.

Eckhart Tolle

And for no reason i start skipping like a child

And for no reason I turn into a leaf, there is carried so high, I kiss the sun’s mouth and dissolve.

And for no reason a thousand birds choose my head for a conference table,start passing their eyes of wine. And their wild songbooks all around.

And for every reason in existence, I begin to externally, to externally laugh and love!

When I turn into a leaf, and start dancing, I run to kiss our beautiful Friend. That I Am.

Hafiz translated by Ladinsky

The great mystery is not that we should have been thrown down there at random between the profusion of matter and that of the stars, it is that from our very prison we should draw, from our own selves, images powerful enough to deny our nothingness. Audre Malraux

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