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Highlights #1211 - Saturday, September 28, 2002 - Editor: Christiana

Sarlo [email protected]

Gloria wrote in NDS: 1986 On 10th January, before
departing for Los Angeles, Krishnamurti bid farewell to
everyone. He was diagnosed with cancer. On 17th February
at 12:10 p.m., Krishnamurti breathed his last at Ojai,

Just three days before he died, Krishnamurti sadly confided
to one of Rajneesh's disciples, "I have wasted my life.
People listened to me as if I were an entertainer."

Sarlo: This fate -- not the "wasted my life," but a certain
disappointment -- came to some extent to Osho as well,
though he also played the entertainer consciously. This was
expressed reportedly in the last blowout four months of his
physical existence when he came out every night to throw
some energy around. The format was a wild energy
celebration with chaotic music, mostly drumming for twenty
minutes or so, some silence, then another ten mins of
energy/music before he left, followed by a video of one of his
old discourses (he was no longer speaking in public).

Night after night people would get up and leave after the
energy blowout to skip the video. (This was not because of
the repetitiveness of the videos, since there are enough of
them to run five years without repetition). Osho wanted to
create something, with the video as part of it, so he asked,
via his secretary Anando, that people stay for the video. Still
most got up to leave, including many in the "front rows,"
where the old-timer privileged ones sat. Anando asked
repeatedly, saying, "He wants you to stay for the video," but
still they left. Finally she had to tell everyone that if they left,
their passes would be taken away. It was only after this
"threat" that people complied.

I believe the perceptions of wasting life and disappointment
are in some ways a casualty of the changing paradigm of the
master-disciple game. Both K and O wanted to open it up, to
both shake off the centuries-old accretions thereto and make
a space for freedom-loving westerners to participate in an
eastern-style spiritual quest. But the point of Osho's last
book, The Zen Manifesto," subtitled "Freedom From
Oneself," and one of his most popular, "Meditation, the First
and Last Freedom," and Krishnamurti's "Freedom From the
Known," and "The First And Last Freedom" seems not to
have been much assimilated. It seems that most of these
"freedom-loving" westerners could not get past their
freedom to cling to old habits.

Viorica Weissman [email protected]
from the Other Syntax group

Don Juan said that the nagual Elias had explained to him
that what distinguishes normal people is that we share a
metaphorical dagger: the concerns of our self-reflection.
With this dagger, we cut ourselves and bleed; and the job of
our chains of self-reflection is to give us the feeling that we
are bleeding together, that we are sharing something
wonderful: our humanity. But if we were to examine it, we
would discover that we are bleeding alone; that we are not
sharing anything; that all we are doing is toying with our
manageable, unreal, man-made self-reflection.

"Sorcerers are no longer in the world of daily affairs," don
Juan went on, "because they are no longer prey to their

Harsha [email protected]

Above all in the last periods of her life, she traveled a
lot and had encountered very important people. She would
sometimes receive visiting cards from many people. She
too had a visiting card and would give it to others. The card
had written:

The fruit of silence is the prayer,

The fruit of the prayer is the faith,

The fruit of faith is love,

The fruit of love is the service,

The fruit of service is peace.

Mother Theresa.

Wim Borsboom [email protected]

A bit of an addition to a previous post to prevent

Use of the senses does not go against nature ..., neither
physical nor spiritual nature. As I said, this is a sentiment
one so often sees professed in ill formed understandings of
Buddhist scriptures and their commentaries and, I might
add, just as much in older Christian and Hinduist literature.

The five skandas comprise of the five (notice the vertical and
horizontal order):
1 . elements (earth, water, fire, air, space),
2 . aggregates (solid, liquid, plasmic, vapour, sound),
3 . senses (touching, tasting, seeing, smelling, hearing),
4 . organs of perception. (hands, mouth, eyes, nose, ear) or the
5 . attributes (rupa, samskara, sanjna, vedana, vijnana, (five
from a range of twelve nidanas).

Notice that the above five series of skandas can be divided
into two groups, the top two are the material skandas that
are perceived, the bottom three are the facultative skandas
that are used to perceive with.

When the Heart Sutra refers to the skandas and claims that
they are empty, just as form is empty it refers at first to the
faculties of perception... They are indeed empty in the sense
that as they are the instruments to measure with they are
initially without data or empty. (Remember that maya means
literally "measurable matter"). Whatever data they register
then goes to the sixth sense, which I suggest is actually the
meaning of "samskara", the action of mentally putting
together the fragmented information as supplied by the
sense organs. (The Buddha identified this sixth sense as

The Heart Sutra claims that what-we-measure-with is empty
and that-what-is-measured is form. The synthesis of this
culminates in Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form.

Wim (Pretty dry stuff this, no really high-falutin spirituality
about this...)

Roger Isaacs [email protected]

I guess if "nothing" does not include "everything"
it would be duality.

Ken Wilber

Bad Gardens copy, good gardens create, great gardens
transcend. What all great gardens have in common are their
ability to pull the sensitive viewer out of him or herself and
into the garden, so completely that the separate self-sense
disappears entirely, and at least for a brief moment one is
ushered into a nondual and timeless awareness. A great
garden, in other words, is mystical no matter what its actual
content. - Ken Wilbur, Grace and Grit, 1991, p. 109.


“The entire World process then arises, moment to moment
as one’s own Being, outside of which, and prior to which,
nothing exists. That Being is totally beyond and prior to
anything that arises, and yet no part of that Being is other
than what arises.

And so: as the center of the self was shown to be Archetype,
and as the center of Archetype was shown to be
Formlessness- so the center of Formlessness is shown to
be not other than the entire world of Form. “Form is no other
than Void, Void is not other than Form” says the most
famous Buddhist Sutra (called the Heart Sutra).”

Atman Project pg.86

“This is also sahaja samadhi; the Turiya state, the
Svabhavikaya- the ultimate Unity, wherein all things and
events, while remaining perfectly separate and distinct, are
only One. Therefore, this is not a special state- it is rather the
suchness of all states, the water that forms itself in each and
every wave of experience, as all experience. It cannot be
seen, because it is everything, it cannot be heard, because it
is hearing; it cannot be remembered because it only is. By
the same token, this is the radically perfect integration of all
prior levels- gross, subtle, and causal, which, now of
themselves so, continue to arise moment to moment in an
irridescent play of mutual interpenetrations. This is the final
differentiation of Consciousness from all forms in
Consciousness, whereupon Consciousness as Such is
released in Perfect Transcendence, which is not a
transcendence from the world but a final transcendence as
the world.”

Atman Project pg.86

"trem23" or "L" [email protected]

We think and feel as though we are a human being longing
for a spiritual experience. Truth is, we are a spiritual being
who has 'mistakenly assumed ownership of a series of
human experiences. Stop the ownership.

Stop the ownership does not mean thinking 'i am' 'i am' 'i
am', banging head-first into walls. It means reduce the object
of perception, reduce object of thought to where only the Self
remains. Then rise up and perform action without the burden
of ownership. From the Bhagavad Gita - - "Established in
Being, perform action." This 'being established' is not on the
level of thinking, but on the level of 'being'. This is perhaps
the only accomplishment easier done than said.

Thomas Murphy [email protected]

Consciousness individuates
by attributing being to its percepts
abstracting self as perceiver;
other as perceived.

Undifferentiated knowing
stalks the world known
with infinitely faceted compound eye
espying countless limbs of identification
with this or that aspect
of rapidly condensing reality.

This writhing medusa is
animated by recollection and anticipation
mediated by describing
regulated by thinking.

As one is unseen
a self is imagined
in and of the perceived.

Miraculous hubris
endows this self
with autonomous will.

Knowledge and existence
coincide in experience
here now.

Judgment contingent upon knowledge
is anterior to existence,
though harmoniously coincident.

The same is true of reasoning
including that presumed herein.

In what-is
every expression
is one knowing.

All is one
even as
one is all.

~ tomas

Robert O'hearn [email protected]

All effort at controlling thoughts, appetites and desires
cannot but strengthen them along with the ego. Whatever
has to go must fall off by itself. All that you are concerned
with, all that you are, is the impersonal functioning of
understanding. So let that understanding work through
witnessing without judgment, knowing that there is nothing
else that you can do.

Meditation and all such methods and efforts are distractions
from simply abiding in the natural state which is one's
limitless, real being.

~ Ramesh Balsekar

Autumn Haiku and Empty Space
from David Hodges' site

"The inner cannot be held in words."

Still lonelier
than last year;
autumn evening.
~ Buson

Eating a meal
in loneliness,
The autumn wind blowing.
~ Issa

On a bare branch
A crow settles
Autumn dusk
~ Basho

An autumn eve;
Along this road
Goes no one.
~ Basho

When walking up the path from the garden of Utsutsu Shrine
to "Sumirezuka",you will see an array of stone
monuments.These monuments carry "Haiku" poems
dedicated to Matsuo Basho an ancient "Haiku"poet.

Heloise [email protected]

"Without the road there is only mud, without management
there is only chaos, without a mind there is only madness.
Without chaos there comes no perfection. Without duality
there is no union of heart."

Jan [email protected]

The acknowledgement that the notion of "i am the doer" is a
conclusion arising after the readiness for action has arisen,
illustrates how 'conditioning' works: false notions ready to
comment on every event. That is the problem: mind-chatter
even 'under the surface' of relative quietude: seemingly no

Hence practices to quiet the mind or to override it's turmoil
by a less unpleasant activity - is but postponement of the
inevitable observation, that no activity by itself is satisfactory
nor can give peace. So all effort regarding "worldly
pleasures" then drops by itself as does the search for

overheard on NDS

Goran: Who said that nothing does something? Nothing is
just witnessing of something.

Dan: What do you think you're witnessing?

Goran: a witnessing is not a doing. While witnessing there is
no "I".

Jody: Wrong.

Witnessing is an activity which requires a witness to be
watching something.

If there is something witnessed, then there is an "I"
witnessing it.

Dan Berkow

Mist moving over the Water

If the moon is reflecting the sun to itself,
each are doing what they are meant to do and are one...

For me, the dance is like a light mist moving over the water.

The water realizes it actually is touching
and becoming the mist.

The water tries to hold on to its former self-contained reality,

but this matters less and less.

The water has its place in the scheme of things
but learns it has never been self-contained.

It's the movement of the mist -- at first seeming relatively
unreal that gets more and more real...everything begins to
reverse -- the water is there for the sake of the mist :-) and
then, the water becomes another aspect of the mist -- then,
there is only the mist

It is solitary only in the sense of no self or other... to me, it
can't be considered "alone" as humans mean this term...
because what does "alone" mean when there never has nor
will be another?

So our words become mist... moving and circulating
neither for the sake of self or other...

Daoist poetry gems from

Poems of Harold Stewart
with commentary by Barry Leckenby

The traditional patterns of rising before dawn, working in the
fields during the day, and going home at sunset as the
farm-house windows begin to light up like stars - “spark by
spark,” show nature and man coalescing. In this union the
farmers gather significance by connecting to the seasonal
patterns, which are subtly, if not intuitively, followed in daily
practice; and life itself as they age toward “autumnal
ripeness.” The passing shadow of the crow, like the passing
shadow of the day, cannot be seized: just as the cycle of
nature cannot be stilled. Having reaped the harvest the
farmers go home to enjoy an evening meal and a hot bath.
The darkness ushers in the night and the creeping damp
signals that autumn is giving way to winter, leaving the valley
dormant with mist.

My weakness feels the strange resistless strength

Of Faith flow in, that will prevail at length;

While all my restless questions are resigned,

And silence has absorbed the noisy mind.

Night falls and Wu needs to find a place to rest. “The
mountain’s secret presence at this hour / Yields a serene
and sanctifying power / To heal the exhausted spirit,” and
with this invigorating power, having found a temple to rest in,
Wu concentrates his spiritual energies. The peace and
silence of the temple favours meditation:

His breathing is hushed and held, his posture still,

Unheeded on the cushion, long he kneels

Aware of Emptiness alone. . . . .

I fled not from the world, but into it.

Michael W. Dwyer

"We seek no mystic union, / No sudden flash of Truth. /
Instead, we quiet our voices / And hold fast to the Way; / We
let the Tao flow in us..."

Alan Kuntz [email protected]

Meditation and study group Portland,Oregon

Hello meditators,aspiring buddha's,contemplative,nondualist

I am interested in starting a group meditation and study
group here in Portland ,Oregon.This group would meet once
a week to begin with.We would begin each group with a half
hour group meditation.The meditation practice will be of your
choice,Your resonance.If you don't have a practice or
method and want to learn one we will offer insight to those
who are beginners as to which method would be right for
them..We would do this,talk,study ,dialogue for a half hour
followed by a half hour sitting. Anyways I am posting this to a
number of groups here at yahoo groups.Please pass this
note on to those who might be receptive.

Innovation Network [email protected]

Janina Fisher Balfour

Last week I decided that I would begin to live from a new
possibility: the possibility that whoever I connect with in the
course of a day, that I would be the best part of their day.
What an amazing transformation it's brought about in me! If
somebody is rude to me... how do I get to act in return? If
somebody cuts me off while driving, what's my response? I
now pay more attention to each interaction - with the gas
station attendant, the cashier at the grocery, the people I
pass by as I ride my bicycle every morning.

'When you lose the rhythm of the drumbeat of God, you are
lost from the peace and rhythm of life. -- Cheyenne proverb

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