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Nondual Highlights: Issue #2910, Saturday, August 25, 2007, Editor: Mark




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'When I'm old I'll go to the monastery.' If you understand this, it's
true alright. You have to see it within yourself. When you sit, it's
true; when you stand up, it's true; when you walk, it's true.
Everything is a hassle, everything is presenting obstacles - and
everything is teaching you. Isn't this so? Can you just get up and
walk away so easily now? `Oy!' when you walk. It's prodding you.

When you're young you can just stand up and walk, going on your way -
but you don't really don't know anything. When you're old, every time
you stand up it's `Oy!' `Oy, Oy!' - every time you move, you learn
something. So how can you say it's difficult to meditate? Where else
is there to look? It's all correct. The devaduta are telling you
something. It's most clear. Sankhara are telling you that they are
not stable or permanent, not you or yours. They are telling you this
every moment.

But we think differently. We don't think that this is right. We
entertain wrong view and our ideas are far from the truth. But
actually, old persons can see impermanence, suffering and lack of
self, and give rise to dispassion and disenchantment - because the
evidence is right there within them all the time. I think that's good.

- from Everything Is Teaching Us, published by the lay supporters of
Vimokkharam Forest Hermitage, Melbourne, Australia, posted to
DailyDharma



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Why do we prefer to apply love to what feels good?

Because it's easy.

How many are willing to take up the challenge of loving the unlovable?

Xan, posted to SufiMystic



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nothing ever can distort or disobey the
omnipotent divine will. all is perfect.

the all-containing perfection, being whole
and complete, must include all apparent
misperfections...

yosy, posted to SufiMystic



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In the light of consciousness all sorts of things happen and one need
not give special importance to any. The sight of a flower is as
marvelous as the vision of God. Let them be. Why remember them and
then make memory into a problem? Be bland about them; do not divide
them into high and low, inner and outer, lasting and transient. Go
beyond, go back to the source, go to the self that is the same
whatever happens. Your weakness is due to your conviction that you
were born into the world. In reality the world is ever recreated in
you and by you. See everything as emanating from the light which is
the source of your own being.

- Nisargadatta



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Whatever you do,
don't shut off your pain;
accept your pain and remain vulnerable.

However desperate you become,
accept your pain as it is,
because it is in fact trying to hand you a priceless gift:

the chance of discovering, through spiritual practice,
what lies behind sorrow.

Sogyal Rinpoche, posted to The_Now2



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Our original Buddha-nature is, in highest truth, devoid of any atom
of objectivity. It is void, omnipresent, silent, pure; it is glorious
and mysterious peaceful joy -- and that is all. Enter into it by
awaking to it yourself. This which is before you is it, in all its
fullness, utterly complete. There is naught else beside.

- Huang Po

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