Discrimination

When elephants weep, and the floods rage,
I long for home
When tulips bend their backs under the accumulated load of being,
I long for home
When fish swim past, uncaring and unseeing,
I long for home

When elephants trumpet universal joy,
I am home
When tulips sparkle in the dew of love,
I am home
When fish school in harmony,
I am home

All things remind of home

- unknown poet

- painting by Mary Bianco

 Wrapped in translucent robes of

light unknown,
thin, open, wind-rustled,

I come to the Winter Solstice -


the wild grass, already sprouting freely
through this skull, encircles my
tealess teapot of no-mind.


One small plum tree along the path -


its mantle of silent song

snowing

all around me,





as this,


this springing forth of

life from death, death

become the mother of life, life

the child of death,



Yes -



Yes, this

branching breath,
breathlessness of this moment,
shock of tiny, fragrant, white blossoms -


deathless

in the darkest hour of this

Winter Solstice.



At the village entrance

black tea steams, streams

memory through the vendors’ stalls,
floating plum blossoms concentrically
swirling around each other as I too

circle around that which circles

ceaselessly around me.











LoveAlways,



Mazie & b

- from AdyashantiSatsang YahooGroup

 Questioner: I spent my whole life trying to be anything but ordinary.

Pamela: I know.

And I spent so much energy trying to read and do and be, and do everything to be extraordinary, magnificent. I'm trying to become this being of light that will walk and touch and heal. And then everybody will finally know that I am wonderful.

Yes, and then you can rest!

I feel this incredible sorrow, that if I'm just ordinary for a moment I'm never going to get what I want. I'm not ever going to be that special wonderful person that people love.

This is our conditioning. If we're just ordinary presence, innocent presence, it's not enough. We were taught we had to stand up straight, and we had to be polite, and then we had to go to school and learn geography, so we could be someone. And then maybe, if we were incredibly lucky, that someone would be attractive enough to be honored and respected and welcomed wherever they went, and it would get love, right? This is the great lie.

And then when I was young I could get that through being sexy, but then that kind of moved on.

It works for a while.

So then I thought, "I'll create an artist," but then I got tired of trying to figure out what people wanted to see. So then I thought, "I'll heal people." But that's getting tiring. So I thought, "Well, if I can just become completely enlightened, then I'll be OK."

Then you'll have value. Right! That's the key. The entire system was just looking for value.

And if I'm ordinary, I'm not going to be valuable.

Have you ever sat with Eckhart Tolle? Have you seen how magnificent ordinariness looks?

Yes, he is just absolutely beautiful and light, and he is completely ordinary.

There's only one thing that doesn't irritate people, and it's called no thing. As soon as we move into a role or be an object, half the people are going to like us, and the other half are not going to like us. Because when we're an object or when we're in a role, we're subject to duality. We'll get half the love, and we'll lose half the love. Finally you start to realize that the only refuge is being no one. This is really hilarious, because thought flips the truth. Thought says, "If you become someone, and you're talented and funny, then you will be loved."

Now just take that and flip it: If you become no one, you will be honored wherever you go. You will just honor everyone as your Self. This is why the sages spoke of "smaller than a grain of sand." The embodiment has already explored magnificence and has discovered there's no satisfaction there. If you were to interview all the famous beings in the world and ask them, "Are you satisfied?" they would say no. This is finally how the ocean ebbs away back into itself, back into the silent part, and just sees what would give you satisfaction. What could possibly satisfy you?

I get a feeling like a mountain.

If you've ever noticed how mountains express themselves, there's no song and dance. There's no tap dancing to get approval. They just sort of sit. And then we just go, "Ahhhh." So let's change "ordinary" to "mountain."

That makes me feel very happy. I feel like I've been tap dancing, and I'm tired of it.

You can just rest as a mountain now and just be naturally adored. Everybody adores a great mountain.

I'm there, but then I can get on the phone with my Mom, and she'll say, "Honey, what have you done? Have you done this? What's your list?" and I'm just back.

Just for a second, just see if mountain was touched.

No.

No! Mountain doesn't care about Mom's trip, you know. "That's nice Mom. You're a mountain, too. I love you." She's trying to give you your role as daughter or therapist or whatever, right? So anytime you notice you've just come up here to the office, you just go back down here to the mountain. It's not a big deal.

- Satsang excerpt from Pamela Wilson's website: http://www.pamelasatsang.com/page6.html