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#1670 - Wednesday, January 7, 2004 - Editor: joyce (Know_Mystery)

In one's self lies the whole world
and if you know how to look and learn,
then the door is there
and the key is in your hand.
Nobody on earth can give you the key
or open the door,
except yourself.

~  Krishnamurti  ~

The totality of consciousness must empty itself of all its knowledge, action and virtue; not empty itself for a purpose, to gain, to realize, to become. It must remain empty though functioning in the everyday world of thought and action. Out of this emptiness, thought and action must come. But this emptiness will not open the door. There must be no door nor any attempt to reach. There must be no centre in this emptiness, for this emptiness has no measurement; it's the centre that measures, weighs, calculates. This emptiness is beyond time and space; it's beyond thought and feeling. It comes as quietly, unobtrusively, as love; it has no beginning and end. It's there unalterable and immeasurable."

~  Krishnamurti  ~

"Krishnamurti's Notebook"

http://www.geocities.com/brianperkins77/147ckrishnamurti.htm

The Buddhas, the World Honored Ones, wish to open the door of Buddha wisdom to all living beings, to allow them to attain purity. That is why they appear in the world. They wish to show the Buddha wisdom to living beings, and therefore they appear in the world. They wish to cause living beings to awaken to the Buddha wisdom, and therefore they appear in the world. They wish to induce living beings to enter the path of Buddha wisdom, and therefore they appear in the world.   "The Lotus Sutra," translated by Burton Watson

Still Arriving

Don't say that I will depart tomorrow--even today I am still arriving.

Look deeply: every second I am arriving to be a bud on a Spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry, to fear and to hope. The rhythm of my heart is the birth and death of all that is alive.

I am a mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river. And I am the bird that swoops down to swallow the mayfly. I am a frog swimming happily in the clear water of a pond. And I am the grass-snake that silently feeds itself on the frog. I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones, my legs as thin as bamboo sticks. And I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to Uganda. I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat, who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea pirate. And I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving. I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my hands. And I am the man who has to pay his "debt of blood" to my people dying slowly in a forced-labor camp.

My joy is like Spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom all over the Earth. My pain is like a river of tears, so vast it fills the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names, so I can hear all my cries and laughter at once, so I can see that my joy and my pain are one.

Please call me by my true names, so I can wake up and the door of my heart could be left open, the door of compassion.

--Thich Nhat Hanh

Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ASK. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds . . .
To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner.

~  Anne Rice  ~ 

  Every divine image remains an image;
every vision tempts us to hold on to it.
To be really free, there is no option except to be yourself. 
You are the living center around which every event happens,
yet no event is so important that you willingly give yourself up to it. 
By being yourself you open the door to what is,
the never-ending play of cosmic intelligence
curving back to know itself again and again. 
In this way life remains fresh and fulfills its need
to renew itself at every moment.
 
~  Deepak Chopra  ~ 
 

So what will make you change? Please ask yourself, burn with that question, because we have fallen into habit. Your house is burning, and apparently you do not pay attention. So, if you don’t change, society remains as it is. And clever people are coming along saying that society must change, we need a new structure - and the structure then becomes more important than man, as all revolutions have shown.   After considering all this, is there a learning, is there an awakening of intelligence, is there a sense of order in our lives? Or are we going back to the same routine? If you have that intelligence, that goodness, that sense of great love, then you will create a marvellous new society where we can all live happily. It’s our earth - not Indian earth, or English earth, Russian earth; it’s our earth where we can live happily, intelligently, not at each others’ throats. So, please give your heart and mind to find out why you don’t change - even in little things. Please pay attention to your own life. You have extraordinary capacities. It is all waiting for you to open the door.  

~  Krishnamurti  ~

Chennai 3rd Public Talk, December 29, 1979

How do I look at anger?

Obviously, I look at it as an observer being angry. I say, "I am angry." At the moment of anger there is no "I"; the "I" comes in immediately afterwards - which means time. Can I look at the fact without the factor of time, which is the thought, which is the word? This happens when there is the looking without the observer. See where it has led me. I now begin to perceive a way of looking - perceiving without the opinion, the conclusion, without condemning, judging. Therefore I perceive that there can be "seeing" without thought, which is the word. So the mind is beyond the clutches of ideas, of the conflict of duality and all the rest of it. So, can I look at fear not as an isolated fact?If you isolate a fact that has not opened the door to the whole universe of the mind, then let us go back to the fact and begin again by taking another fact so that you yourself will begin to see the extraordinary thing of the mind, so that you have the key, you can open the door, you can burst into that.... ...By considering one fear - the fear of death, the fear of the neighbor, the fear of your spouse dominating over you, you know the whole business of domination - will that open the door? That is all that matters-not how to be free of it - because the moment you open the door, fear is completely wiped away. The mind is the result of time, and time is the word - how extraordinary to think of it! Time is thought; it is thought that breeds fear, it is thought that breeds the fear of death; and it is time which is thought, that has in its hand the whole intricacies and the subtleties of fear.

~  Krishnamurti  ~

http://groups.msn.com/ZenandSpiritualart/krishnamurtienglish.msnw

And then the questioner asked: "How can I bring it about?" After all that!

And Nisargadatta says: "You can do nothing to bring it about." Very often, somebody comes and says: "You know, I just can’t do this. I really just can’t do this. It’s just too much. I don't know what to do."

At last, something is getting home to that person. At last, there is a truth that's beginning to shine through. And very often as we say, there is that despair and so on that goes with it, because there is the sense that "I’ve got to do it. I am the only one that can do it. I am the master." All our lives, we've been making that claim. A poet once said: "I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul." But when one sees this "I can do nothing", that does not mean therefore that nothing can be done. It does not mean that. It means now, at last, something can happen, something can be done. We try to bring this home to people by telling them: "Alright, I am going to ring the bell, you’re going to stand up and you’re going to leave. How are you going to do that?" Of course, one does not know, but that which stands up, which walks, which talks, which sees, that is what is doing the work. This belief that "I am doing the work" is purely illusory and you will feel that "if I’m not in control, then I will fly out of control." But no, when I stand up, I stand up with just the right amount of energy needed. When I open the door, I open the door with just the right amount of energy needed. When I talk, I use the right words in the right sequence. There are not words flying all over the place. There is a meaning, there is a totality, there is an organisation in what I say and yet I am not saying it. I don’t know what I am going to say until I have said it, in fact. In others words, there is, let’s put it this way, there is a wonderful, incredible, creative controlling power that is controlling everything and that wonderful creative controlling power is you. Not that sense of "I am this creative, controlling power". Once you say that, then the whole thing turns into a fantasy once more. This is why we want a demonstration, because we want you to let go of your claims, your words and so on, and for you to manifest from the source. In one way, you can’t help manifesting from the source, you just cannot help that; all we want to do is to see if we can find some way we can let go of that detour that you are constantly making. Let go of it, at least sufficiently for you to see that indeed it is a detour. That’s it. And then, in subsequent work and the rest of your life, you can strive to let go of the detour completely. But you don’t see this "I am so and so, I am this body" and so on, you don’t see it as a detour. You see it as the origin, you claim it as the origin, you claim it as the initiator but it isn’t. It’s a deflection on the way.

~  Nisargadatta  ~

If the doors of perception were cleansed
everything would appear to man as it is,
infinite.

~  William Blake  ~

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you;
Don't go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want;
Don't go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where
the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.

~  Rumi  ~

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[Editor's Note: My spoken reading of this Rumi poem is found in the ALMS v1 relaxation program,  which may be downloaded for free from here: 

www.cyber-shaktipat.org/relax/alms.html  

Additional information: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HolyGeek/

I have found listening to and reading the visualizations of ALMS very relaxing to use, myself.]

Teachers open the door.
You enter by yourself.

  ~  Chinese Proverb  ~

The first step toward change is acceptance. Once you accept yourself, you open the door to change. That's all you have to do. Change is not something you do, it's something you allow. 

~   Will Garcia  ~

Your purpose is nothing you can miss. It is everywhere, and nowhere at all. Your purpose is grand and insignificant at the same time. Meaningful and meaningless, epic and momentary.

Each set of qualities is shared, there at the same time, holding your purpose in balance. Thus, your purpose exists in this lifetime. It is you. Being you.

Ask not what the purpose is, take action and be yourself. You cannot act and not fulfill your purpose. If it is your nature, you must honor your existence and trust that by acting and being yourself, and trusting, your purpose will be fulfilled, no matter what.

You were not brought into this existence for no reason. You are here at the perfect place and the perfect time. Now is the time to take action.

The least significant moment is the most meaningful of all. All of life is hidden from our eyes, the meaning of life is yours to reveal.

Remember, you create your own miracles. Stop waiting, make life happen. Open the door to wisdom, and walk through it.

http://www.rubthebuddhasbelly.com/wishesandwisdom.html

Buddha says, 'Fortunate is the man who has found a Master.'

I myself was not as fortunate as you are; I was working without a Master. I searched and I could not find one. It was not that I had not searched, I had searched long enough, but I could not find one. It is very rare to find a Master, rare to find a being who has become a non-being, rare to find a presence who is almost an absence, rare to find a man who Is simply a door to the divine, an open door to the divine which will not hinder you, through which you can pass. It is very difficult .

The Sikhs call their temple the gurudwara, the door of the Master. That is exactly what the Master is - the door. Jesus says again and again, 'I am the gate, I am the way, I am the truth. Come follow me, pass through me. And unless you pass through me you will not be able to reach.'

~  Osho  ~

http://www.oshoturk.com/osho-life/04-06-beforeE.htm

The question is not how to  meditate,  what system to follow, but what
is meditation?  The 'how' can only produce what the method offers, but
the very  inquiry  into  what is  meditation  will  open  the  door to
meditation.  The inquiry  does not lie outside of the mind, but within
the  movement of the mind  itself.  In  pursuing  that  inquiry,  what
becomes  all-important  is to understand  the seeker  himself, and not
what he seeks.  What he seeks is the projection of his craving, of his
own  compulsions,  desires.  When  this  fact is seen,  all  searching
ceases, which in itself is  enormously  significant.  Then the mind is
no longer  grasping at something  beyond  itself,  there is no outward
movement  with its reaction  inwards;  but when  seeking has  entirely
stopped, there is a movement of the mind which is neither  outward nor
inward.  Seeking  does  not come to and end by an act of will, or by a
complex  process  of  conclusions.  To  stop  seeking   demands  great
understanding.  The ending of search is the  begining of (meditation).  

~   Krishnamurti  ~

Panhala ~ Joe Riley    

Snowy Night


Last night, an owl
in the blue dark
tossed
an indeterminate number

of carefully shaped sounds into
the world, in which,
a quarter of a mile away, I happened
to be standing.

I couldn’t tell
which one it was -
the barred or the great-horned
ship of the air -

it was that distant. But, anyway,
aren’t there moments
that are better than knowing something,
and sweeter? Snow was falling,

so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more

than prettiness. I suppose
if this were someone else’s story
they would have insisted on knowing
whatever is knowable - would have hurried

over the fields
to name it - the owl, I mean.
But it’s mine, this poem of the night,
and I just stood there, listening and holding out

my hands to the soft glitter
falling through the air. I love this world,
but not for its answers.
And I wish good luck to the owl,

whatever its name -
and I wish great welcome to the snow,
whatever its severe and comfortless
and beautiful meaning.

~ Mary Oliver ~

Web version: www.panhala.net/Archive/Snowy_Night.html

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