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Nonduality Highlights: Issue #4016, Friday, September 17, 2010, Editor: Mark

Good mornin' darlin's...
dg musing over morning coffee...
mindlessly setting up her daily to-do list,
bam! message for all of us:

You are a being of Light, old woman.
Why cover it with pursuits -
journeys to go somewhere, be somebody...
decisions, ponderings, speculations...
finish this? start that? Call Harry? Comfort Sue?

Uncork your gottado bottle and
let them urges flow down
the dharma drain right back to the
Ocean of Being they came from.

Then sit back, relax, have a cup of
OnlyNow Tea, and
let your blaze light up the
daytime sky...

what better you got to do today?

- dg, posted to DailyDharma

What are you looking for
trampling till the soles
of your feet
are squashed flat?

There is no Buddha to be sought,
no Way to be carried out,
no Dhamma to be gained.

Lin Chi, posted to allspirit

:) remember...

the farthest we can get, friends,
sparing no efforts,
exerting our will to the utmost
traveling persistently
in whatever direction
within or without
is all the way up to
the all pervading, center-less self,
reposing ever
right here, right now.

yosy, posted to allspirit

It is not the present which is fleeting past us with sickening speed. The present moment is indeed eternal. It is our imperfect perception that creates the horizontal succession in time. Sequential duration is a consequence of the single-track verbalization of our split-mind, which does not grasp the outer world instan- taneously but interprets it perversely by extracting bits and pieces and calling them things and events.

- Ramesh S. Balsekar, posted to AlongTheWay

People are so absorbed in chasing what they consider to be happiness that they do not have either the time or the inclination to stop and wonder if the kind of happiness they imagine is even worth having.

- Ramesh Balsekar, posted to ANetofJewels

Listen, put trust in God, don't let your hands and feet tremble with fear:
your daily bread is more in love with you than you with it.
It is in love with you and holding back
only because it knows of your lack of self-denial.
If you had any self-denial, the daily bread
would throw itself upon you as lovers do.
What is this feverish trembling for fear of hunger?
In possession of trust in God one can live full-fed.

- Rumi, Mathnawi V: 2852-2854, version by Camille and Kabir Helminski, from Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance, posted to Sunlight

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