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#4178 - Monday, February 28, 2011 - Editor: Gloria Lee

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Moment after moment, completely devote yourself to listening to your inner voice.
~ Shunryu Suzuki
 
posted by Jill Richling-Thesman to Facebook
 


    Loving old priceless things,
I've scorned those seeking
Truth outside themselves:
Here, on the tip of the nose.
~ Layman Makusho
  __________________    

When the desire for the Friend became real,
all existence fell behind.
The Beloved wasn't interested in my reasoning,
I threw it away and became silent.
The sanity I had been taught became a bore,
it had to be ushered off.
Insane, silent and in bliss,
I spend my days with my head
at the feet of My Beloved.  

~ Abu-Said Abil-Kheir, Nobody,Son of Nobody
  posted by Kia Pierce to Facebook  


    There seem to two kinds of searchers: those who seek to make their ego something
other than it is, i.e. holy, happy, unselfish (as though you could make a fish unfish),
and those who understand that all such attempts are just gesticulation and
play-acting, that there is only one thing that can be done, which is to disidentify
themselves with the ego, by realising its unreality, and by becoming aware of their
eternal identity with pure being.
 

~Wei Wu Wei  

posted by Diane Verpoest to Facebook  


 

Peter Schefler photo    

What happens when the god of spring
meets spring? He thinks for a moment
of great whales traveling from the bottom
to the top of the earth, the day the voyage
began seven million years ago
when spring last changed its season.
He enters himself, emptiness
desiring emptiness. He sleeps
and his sleep is the dance of all the birds
on earth flying north.
 

~Jim Harrison   posted by Kia Pierce to Facebook

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