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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #3478, Saturday, March 21, 2009, Editor: Mark



"Help us to find God."

"No one can help you there."

"Why not?"

"For the same reason that
no one can help the fish
to find the ocean."

Anthony de Mello, SJ, posted to Distillation




What has been sought all along is found to be none other than this which is the seeking. The ultimate goal or prize turns out to be what already is. There is nothing and no one to find. There is awareness with no one being aware. All along You have been the butt of Your own cosmic joke. The magnificence of all appear- ances, everywhere you look and seek is simply Your own play or dream of being. There is nothing and no one and yet there is awareness whereby everything appears, including this appearance as an ordinary man or woman. You are, and always have been, completely awake, and present, but merely mesmerised by Your own cosmic play.

- Nathan Gill, from Already Awake



I see the candle, the face, the eye,
an alter where the soul bows,
A gladness and refuge.

My loving says, "Here - I can leave
my personality here,"
My reason agrees! "How can I object
when a rose makes the bent backs
stand up like cypresses?"
Such surrender changes everything.

Be secluded and silent. Stay in
the delight, and be brought the cup
that will come. No artfulness.
Practice quiet and this new joy.

- Rumi, posted to DailyDharma




This World Which Is Made of Our Love for Emptiness

Praise to the emptiness that blanks out existence. Existence:
This place made from our love for that emptiness!

Yet somehow comes emptiness,
this existence goes.

Praise to that happening, over and over!
For years I pulled my own existence out of emptiness.

Then one swoop, one swing of the arm,
that work is over.

Free of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope,
free of mountainous wanting.

The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw
blown off into emptiness.

These words I'm saying so much begin to lose meaning:
Existence, emptiness, mountain, straw:

Words and what they try to say swept
out the window, down the slant of the roof.

- Rumi




I was Nothing

When my mind was cleansed of impurities,
like a mirror of its dust and dirt,
I recognized the Self in me:
When I saw Him dwelling in me,
I realized that He was the Everything
and I was nothing.

- Lalla

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