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Nondual Highlights Issue #2263, Saturday, September 17, 2005 - Editor: Mark


Companionship with the holy makes you one of them.
Though you're rock or marble, you'll become a jewel
when you reach the man of heart.

- Rumi, from the Mathnawi I: 721-722, posted to Sunlight


Greater the devotion
more the knowledge.
Greater the knowledge,
more the love.

If 'knowledge' does not awaken
more love in you
it's not knowledge;
it's dry intellectualism.

If it's not true devotion
but just mechanical worship,
it will keep you dull.

- Swami Amar Jyoti, from In Light of Wisdom, posted to AlongTheWay



You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with
his golden feet?
I reply, the ocean knows this.
You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent
bell? What is it waiting for?
I tell you it is waiting for time, like you.
You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms?
Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know.
You question me about the wicked tusk of the narwhal,
and I reply by describing
how the sea unicorn with the harpoon in it dies.
You enquire about the kingfisher's feathers,
which tremble in the pure springs of the southern tides?
Or you've found in the cards a new question touching on
the crystal architecture
of the sea anemone, and you'll deal that to me now?
You want to understand the electric nature of the ocean
The armored stalactite that breaks as it walks?
The hook of the angler fish, the music stretched out
in the deep places like a thread in the water?

I want to tell you the ocean knows this, that life in its
jewel boxes
is endless as the sand, impossible to count, pure,
and among the blood-colored grapes time has made the
hard and shiny, made the jellyfish full of light
and untied its knot, letting its musical threads fall
from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl.

I am nothing but the empty net which has gone on ahead
of human eyes, dead in those darknesses,
of fingers accustomed to the triangle, longitudes
on the timid globe of an orange.

I walked around as you do, investigating
the endless star,
and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,
the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.

- Pablo Neruda, translated by Robert Bly, posted to AlphaWorld


They do not lament over the past,
they yearn not for what is to come,
they maintain themselves in the present,
thus their complexion is serene

- Guatama Buddha, from Samyutta Nikaya, posted to MillionPaths


You can't see your own Self directly.
You are the Self, but you have never seen it.
But, God created you in His image, and wanted
you to see your image. So, He gave you a
built-in mirror. Do you know what that is?
Your own mind. Your own mind is the mirror.
That's why you say, `As the mind, so the man.'
If the mind is clean, you will see your Self as clean.
The Self is always clean; it never gets into any problem.
So clean the mind, and see your Self: `Ah, I am the ever
pure, ever clean Self.' That is Self-Realization.

God bless you. Om Shanthi, Shanthi, Shanthi.

- Swami Satchidananda, posted to meditationsocietyofamerica

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