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#3195 - Thursday, June 12, 2008 - Editor: Jerry Katz
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Excerpts from Wasteland Words, by Nicholas Czernin. From Non-Duality Books, this is a newly published hard cover book with a dust jacket. Beautifully designed and printed.
The Heart of Wonder
168pp, Price: £10
Hardback with dust jacket.
*Available (from Friday the 30th May) in limited numbers only from this website and from Watkins Books, Charing Cross Road, London. Pre-order at the bottom of this page and on the purchase page*
Wasteland Words by Nicholas Czernin is a beautiful collection of poetry and verse written from the vastness. Outpourings of awe and wonder with an often zen-like twist.
Tony Parsons, author of The Open Secret, All There Is and Nothing Being Everything, writes
Sometimes, in music or nature, or for no particular reason, there can be a feeling of something other, something beyond . . . like a deeper, fuller sense that is both fascinating and different.
Poetry often holds that whispered wonder that happens through the words in the way that they sing together and point to something unspoken. I have found this with many kinds of poets, including some of the so-called 'spiritual' poets when they aren't being sanctimonious or prescriptive. There is no chance of that with Nick Czernin's work which is joyfully irreverent whilst also being richly profound.
The clarity of the communication is unwavering, and every poem has its own particular take which can illuminate, sometimes with a gentle chuckle.
I am very happy to recommend such a rich expression of passionate wonder.
About the author:
Nicholas Czernin lives in Asia where he has been based for most of his life. An old-hand traveller, he frequently goes to Africa, India and Nepal, but lives in Thailand. He studied and made long solitary retreats within the Tibetan Buddhist tradition. He now lives with his family in the centre of Bangkok where he says "even the apparent distractions and desires in the country of beautiful women can easily be reduced to nothingness by simply seeing what is not, but if you want distractions, there are plenty." He also says "living surrounded by Vastness, we are already home".
At the instant of perceiving, there is nothing empty virginal space, but almost immediately the mind gets to work and fills in that space with all sorts of ideas about what is perceived, and so the original empty space is constantly filled up with thoughts, discriminations and emotions. Plus anything else the mind can get its hands on to keep control of the originally pure beingness. And so, all through our waking lives the vast, original empty untamed space is suffocated by the ever-busy mind. Suffocated but still quietly brilliant and ever-vast. This, I guess one could call the jewel buried in the mud!
And so imagine the joy when this empty space can just be But its not freedom from anything because it always was and is there, but ignored like a wasteland. And suddenly we become aware of life without the vice-like grip of the mind. And yet this newly found space or nothingness simply is it needs no embellishment and is not accompanied by pride because it is simply nothing and no mind to make it into something! Still, we are in continual wonder and awe at this space that does not need to be filled!! And this, our first glimpse into a world without a central I, brings with it an as-yet-untapped source of continual joy at seeing everything is allright as it is. And the mind, at this point, has no role to play and so collapses, disappears. And all this happens by itself as the mind is no longer watching itself, its progress, its mistakes and its apparent threats. And suddenly we are no longer a person with a name, a history and a path to follow. We are no one! Staggering in its simplicity? Yes, yes, and yes again! And, as we no longer make nothing into something, it very simply just is
This book of verses written as if by itself the whole period of writing is like a forgotten dream somehow comes from that space the ever-pristine vastness the realm of pure beauty and love that has no bounds. And this is love liberated love which is the heart of wonder! So please enjoy these words from the vastness, a wasteland that nobody wants or even notices, but is truly the raw, open heart, laid before us ceaselessly and seamlessly, brilliantly and beautifully, as a gift, the gift of all gifts. And these are her words .
that the vastness is love
& that the wasteland,
though appearing useless
is endlessly giving birth to
what is & what is not
This presence is all
& total plenitude.
no path to follow, no footsteps to tread,
all is here & no one knows!
silence. grace. infinity. this.
The all-seeing eye opens & closes
for the first time every time.
Nowhere to put your knowledge?
doesnt that sound bleak
& rather frightening?
youre left empty, alone,
everywhere is infinity,
suckling at her bosom.
Nothing needs to make sense.
all is devoured
as soon as
like the ringing of a bell
dissolving into nothing.
Being attracted to form or sound
is a lovely game to play,
but the fly gets stuck to the flypaper.
One is being led through life
like a dog without choice
do you know this?
But really no dog, no chain
no choice what to do?
who & where is the doer?
The little stream
running through the fields,
can you see the wind?
leaves fall unattended.
All the greatest volumes of wisdom
fall into silence
at the death of the king.
The Heart of Wonder
Hardback with dust jacket.
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