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Highlights Issue #2719, Saturday, February 3, 2007,
There is a great secret that beings throughout time have announced, the secret of an extraordinary treasure, the treasure of the nectar of eternal life. It is the nectar of pure beingness, recognizing itself as consciousness and overflowing in the love of that recognition.
If you imagine yourself to be located in a body, then you will move that body from place to place, searching for this treasure of nectar. But, if you will stop all searching right now and tell the truth to yourself, you will know what is known in the core of your bones. You will know what these great beings knew and attempted to describe. You will know it with no image of it, no concept of it, no thought of it. You will know it as that which has eternally been here. And you will know it as yourself.
truth is what remains
after the total extinction
of all beliefs and hopes,
fears, ideas and convictions;
but first of all forsaking
- Yosy, posted to SufiMystic
To admit the whole truth means recognizing that love is always present. Much of our suffering comes from one simple misunderstanding: that love is limited, that it is here only some of the time. This is a misunderstanding about the true nature of love. Love is actually the container for everything else. Its always present. Love is that aware, allowing space in which everything happens, so its present no matter what happens. Its so completely loving that it allows everything, even painful emotions and negative thoughts.
Realizing this truth ends all striving and struggle and, consequently, all suffering. We no longer need to strive to create circumstances where love will be present. Its already here. You just notice the space of allowing that has always been here. Once you realize that love is already here and never goes away, it no longer makes sense to strive to make things be other than they are, no matter what happens, no matter what comes and what goes.
Something can come into that space or leave that space and the space is still there. The love hasnt been added to or diminished by either the coming or the going.
What is it that youre really looking for in getting love from another person? Youre looking for space. The perfect lover is someone who allows you to be whatever way you are. If youre in a good mood, the perfect lover would allow that. If youre in a bad mood, the perfect lover would allow that too. And yet, that perfect lover - that perfect love - is already here. It is already allowing everything.
What really nourishes us is simply recognizing this love - the endless giving of space to everything that happens. That allowing, or accepting, is the nature of our Being; and when we simply notice that, we can experience this limitless love.
- Nirmala, from Living Life as a Question, available as a free download at http://www.endless-satsang.com/
Turned by the Waves of Love
Know that the wheeling heavens are turned by waves of Love:
were it not for Love, the world would be frozen, stiff.
How would an inorganic thing transform into a plant?
How would living creatures sacrifice themselves
to become endowed with spirit?
How would the spirit sacrifice itself for the sake of that Breath
by which Mary was made pregnant?
Each one of them would be unyielding and immovable as ice:
how could they be flying and searching like locusts?
Every one is in love with that Perfection
and hastening upward like a sapling.
Their haste implicitly is saying, "Glory to God!"
They are purifying the body for the sake of the spirit.
- Rumi, Mathnawi V: 3854-3859, version by Camille and Kabir Helminski, Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance, posted to Sunlight
This moment this love comes to rest in me,
many being in one being.
In one wheat-grain a thousand sheaf stacks.
Inside the needle's eye, a turning night of stars.
-Rumi, Quatrain 569, version by Coleman Barks, from a translation by John Moyne, Unseen Rain - Quatrains of Rumi, posted to Sunlight
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