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July 6, 2002 - Issue # 1127
art courtesy of
Fred Casselman http://www.earthecho.com
is a struggle against silence.
Last night I saw the reflection of the moon
on the surface of my bath.
I filled a cup with water and slowly put it under the
By carefully lifting the cup, I actually captured the
My wife was astounded.
I put the cup in a hidden place........
but this morning the moon was gone.
Did one of you steal my moon?
You were the only ones there.
I'm going to leave the room now..........
Who ever stole my moon.............
just put it back...........
and everything will be forgotten.
When neither exists......
When a jar is placed on the ground,
We have the ground with a jar;
When the jar is taken away,
We have the ground without a jar;
But when neither of these conditions exists,
The ground exists in its unqualified state.
Ashford [email protected]
See The Perfection
We can never have too
nor can there be enough silence.
Love is the play of both.
There never was a song written
that was not perfect at being just what it is.
No matter how you say yourself
it all comes out as God.
When I started looking for my lack.
I found only the face of love looking back.
I was Jesus riding a donkey
I was the wind pretending to be heavy boots.
I was the answer to every question.
I was the nail in my cross
and even that nail
became the flower of every possibility.
If you can take your own poison
and stir it into a sleeping potion for the ego
you become a honey-eater.
A bee-line of God
and the heart opens up laughing
as a bloom for your long nose
and your French kisses.
Yes, the bagpipes of this world are full of wind.
To make beautiful music from such an instrument
you need perfect fingering.
Once you did not know how to ride a bike
now you dont even think about it,
but the wheels keep turning
and you never think of falling.
Just put your trust in the good vibrations
that you allow to be your unfinished symphony
and see the perfection.
Cosima Hewes <="http://cosimasart.com/art/flowersneeze.jpg">http://cosimasart.com/art/flowersneeze.jpg
Berkow [email protected]
(snips from response
to a question, see post #2754 for full elegant post)
happens when we die
Recognizing a reincarnating being depends on there being
And is not a "recognizer" an identity?
And if that identity is itself transient and in process,
how can it
claim to know something definitive about other identities
will define as "something that reincarnates"?
The "heart" of Buddhism, in my humble opinion,
may be viewed
as inquiry into the nature of "transience,"
which includes inquiry
into all aspects of identity and concepts of
agents (i.e., "someone who reincarnates").
One could say, then, that talk about reincarnation
recognition. What reincarnates is patterns, and the
patterns in ways that are defined and related
There is no one incarnating within the patterning called
universe of birth and death" which is not itself an
aspect of that
This is the "point of insight" -- when it is
clear that the knower and
the known aren't occurring separately, that the knower is
pattern within the pattern being recognized by the knower
as if it
were external. That is, no knower has been internalized.
sense of an internal knower is an aspect of the pattern
recognized, as if it could be separated into internal and
So, Steve is a pattern, it includes the world in which
appears, and the sense of a knower in Steve, which is
aspect of that pattern.
It is this point where the knower, the known, and the
the same, that one can no longer find fascination in
about reincarnation in my opinion, (which questions
separation of a knowing entity, from that which is being
One way to describe this knowing in words, while
that such knowing is beyond words, is to say, "the
known, and knowing are the same patterning, and thus the
patterning is known as whole."
The "wholeness" of knowing won't be found by
sequential descriptions, causal understandings, although
causality has its place in terms of communication.
For me, the significant question is: what is it to die to
a particular entity within the field of the known, the
One wouldn't "come back" from such a death,
because it is
dying to the idea that one ever took the scene as an
independently existing being in the first place.
Right now, the body-mind Steve is being activated. It is
generating thoughts and ideas about reincarnation. But
which is animating the body-mind isn't within those
animation of the body-mind Steve occurs as a whole, as
of being -- whereas the thoughts occuring within the
are sequential, and involve concepts of things that move
here to there (such as an "entity" that moves
from birth to death
through a life).
art courtesy of
Fred Casselman http://www.earthecho.com
Jesus Sutras book by Martin Palmer
The verses below are from a hymn of the Christian church
in ancient China (circa
A.D. 780). Called The Da Qin Religion of Light Sutra of
Praise to the Three
Powers, this is one of several writings originally
unearthed by explorers in 1907.
These sutras provide a fascinating picture of an early
which developed completely apart from the patriarchal
structure of the church in
the West. This ancient church, called by the Chinese
"The Da Qin [Western]
Religion of Light," communicated the teaching of
Jesus in terms that were
relevant to the culture in China at that time -- a
culture influenced by
Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and Shamanism. So instead
of a human
sacrifice sent to pay ransom as atonement for our sins,
Jesus is presented as
a beloved Bodhisattva or "Dharma King" who has
come to free us from the
cycle of karma. Instead of "original sin,"
these sutras talk about our "original
nature" -- a state of goodness and grace to which we
can be restored.
A new book, The Jesus Sutras by Martin Palmer, tells the
story of this ancient
church and provides new translations of the sutras.
Great Holy Intelligence is as the Void: emptiness and
invisible. The One Sacred Spirit itself is as
all-pervasive as the
heavenly soul is all-pervasive through the body.
The being and actions of the One Sacred spirit are
no beginning and no end. Creation is like this also - no
beginning and no end. This power is without boundaries -
from wu wei- actionless action and from creationless
-there being no stage one and state two. So the One
Spirit is the embodiment of wu wei, originless origin,and
And if I am everywhere in the world, then I don't know
how I am -
If I am truly in my words, then I don't know what I
Simon,you should know this. I see the Law.
I see the reality without the distraction of form.
I hear the Law. I am not distracted by sounds.
I smell the Law, and I know how to ignore smell.
I taste the Law - and I am not distractd by flavors.
I embody the Law, and I can sense it in my body.
My heart is the Law, so I can feel it all.
These six principles lead to the highest awakening:
Through the light of this teaching everyone can be saved.
This is why I say: no wanting, no doing, no piousness, no
These are the Four Essential Laws. They cannot teach you
themselves. But follow them and you will be free from
sort out what to believe. Feel compassion, and be
over and again Without trying to show it off to anyone.
will be freed this way - And this is called the
Way to Peace and Happiness."
Simon: Master, you said that no-wanting, no doing, no
and no truth Are the Four Laws which are called the Way
Peace and Happiness. But if there is no existence, how
there be happiness?
And the Honored One replied: "That is a wonderful
Now listen carefully while I say this again: Peace and
like this can only exist Where nothing else exists. Think
question. And imagine for a moment
A distant bare mountain ringed with forests and glades
places of shelter and rest - Animals of all kinds are
drawn to it. Or imagine a great ocean which is fast and
fathomless: You don't have to worry how its creatures
survive. They gravitate there, and find all they need.
And you, what do you do? You gravitate Naturally to these
teachings, and through them You will come to live in
Happiness. Animals practice true faith and live by these
they are already there, in that realm. And so you will
come to be
in a place Where nothing else exists or is needed."
. . . Shower us with Your Healing Rain! Help us to
overcome, give life to what is
withered, And water the roots of kindness in us . . .
Kuan Yin (the author proposes that Kuan Yin was based on
O'hearne (hrtbt) [email protected]
Personal experience of the ineffable Light
i was about six years old. as a youngster, i would often
visits from beautiful beings of Light -- especially happy
played with me and made me laugh and fill up with tears
so much that this little boy-frame could hardly bear it!
i had been
raised in a pious Roman Catholic family, and would often
my parents to go to bed, because i knew that they didn't
understand, and then i would get down on the floor in
and fall into Jesus' Heart. Seven years later, at the age
of 13, i
would enter the Seminary to become a priest. i would
years there, and when i finally left, i would meet Jesus
be released from the burden of man-made belief in the
great lie of
separation -- that we are outside of God and need to get
God is "other" than who we are.
But that is another story, and so let's return to that
six year old boy,
who was dying of complications from pneumonia, and who
lying in a hospital bed, his labored breathing finally
coming to an
end with one long, drawn-out exhalation. He finds himself
up above his body, looking down on it as if it is just
clothes that he has discarded, and then he is taken by
the hands --
one hand held by Mary, the other by Jesus -- and he is
taken into a
most Loving Light, such a Loving Light it cannot be
he is shown that this Light, which he is, and Mary is,
and Jesus is,
is All that there Is.
There is nothing but this Light, and everything that
appears to be
many beings, and worlds, and thoughts, and speaking, and
laughing, and even good and bad, and even angels and
and even the stars and moon and sky and everything is
Play of this Light, and then there was something for
which there are
no words, even though these words themselves are Light,
was the Source of this Light Itself, and it is not what
imagine, for in itself it is not a thing -- not God, not
anything of words -- and yet from it emerges this Beauty
and to it the Light of Love returns, and this coming out
returning is happening simultaneously, and as this Light
the space and time of form it takes on the colors and
forms, although in appearance it is clear and white, and
forms it forgets that it is the light, but not for long!
The destiny of
Light is the Ocean of Light, and the Vastness of the
And this Light wants to be sung, and celebrated, and
reveled in for
the sheer Joy of Itself, just as the waves love to splash
shore, and so some of us come here again to sing this
to share with the Light that has forgotten Itself as Only
Light that All
Is Well. Yes, All Is Well!
(for the rest
of this lovely story, see post #28158 on the
"lastrainhome" [email protected]
Recently overheard at the Las Vegas airport:
"All of those on
Sky Tram worker, in 1955 Buck Rogers' state-of-the-art
San Francisco Cliff House