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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #3962, Saturday, July 24, 2010, Editor: Mark



Do not try to own each moment.
Let the moment be all by itself.

what does this mean?
our thoughts tumble into our mouths,
bumping into each other to be heard,
what if there were no tumbling?

no planning, no announcing, no owning.
Then each moment would be free to dance
to its own music..
without our grabbin' a baton to lead the way.

And we would be free, to peek behind
the torrent and spy our own band,
fully rehearsed, ready to entertain
with no words... just ecstasy.

- dg, posted to DailyDharma




To be here, all you have to do is let go of who you think you are. That's all! And then you realize, "I'm here." Here is where thoughts aren't believed. Every time you come here, you are nothing. Radiantly nothing. Absolutely and eternally zero. Emptiness that is awake. Emptiness that is full. Emptiness that is everything.

Adyashanti, posted to Distillation




One must be willing to stand alone - in the unknown, with no reference to authority or the past or any of one's conditioning. One must stand where no one has stood before in complete nakedness, innocence, and humility.

- Adyashanti, posted to Distillation




TIRED OF SPEAKING SWEETLY

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,
Break all our teacup talk of God.

If you had the courage and
Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights,
He would just drag you around the room
By your hair,
Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world
That bring you no joy.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth

That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others,

Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.

God wants to manhandle us.
Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself
And practice His dropkick.

The Beloved sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:

Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.

But when we hear
He is in such a "playful drunken mood"
Most everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and hightails it
Out of town.

- Hafiz, from The Gift - versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky,  posted to allspirit




Let your will burn in this fire so that it takes you nowhere else. Let your self be burned in this fire of eternity, love and peace. Don't be afraid of this fire, it is love itself. This desire for freedom is the fire of love!

- Papaji, from The Truth Is, posted to AlongTheWay




Don't look at your form, however ugly or beautiful.
Look at love and at the aim of your quest.

O you whose lips are parched, keep looking for water.
Those parched lips are proof that eventually you will
reach the source.

- Rumi, Mathnawi, III: 1438/1440, from Breathing Truth - Quotations from Jalaluddin Rumi, selected and translated by Muriel Maufroy, posted to Sunlight

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