On June 3, 2012
The Nonduality Highlights turned 13 years old.
We hope youВ
will put up with our adolescence. We are
already known to skip days and turnВ
in our homework late. (mea culpa) Even now,
Jerry is away in Europe attending
some conference about Science and something or
other and hanging out with
allВ those cool kids whose names you
have read here. However, we hear rumors
thisВ is like some days long party
behind the scenes. Jerry is "too busy" to
writeВ much. I took a peek, and you
should see the fancy place where they
Things sure have
come a longВ way from the early days,
when people would
drop by the Nonduality SalonВ and ask
what the heck is nonduality because
they never heard of it. Much hasВ
changed, and there are now so many people
talking about this stuff, we canВ hardly
keep up with the all the new kids on
the block. But we try. Jerry willВ send a
letter homeВ from camp any day
With love, Gloria
PS. Thanks to each
andВ every one who has contributed over
Thank you all for
opening your hearts and minds to share the
The flute of
interior time plays,
whether we hear it or not.
What we mean by love is its sound coming in.
~ Robert Bly, Book
photo by Alan Larus
"With even a little intuitive wisdom, we will
then be able to see clearly
through the ways of the world. We will come to
understand that everything in
the world is a teacher. Trees and vines, for
example, can all reveal the true
nature of reality. With wisdom there is no
need to question anyone, no need to
study. We can learn from nature enough to be
~ Ajan Chah, Dhamma Nature
a new page by Christopher Chase
What is the
Self? - SAND latest video
Tiger's out to hunt,
the truth so rare to face as blunt
But sharpened on a grinding stone
by this alone, by self alone
To such a task let me be tied,
the finding uncleft by divide
~ Alan Larus
Shodoka (Song of
Here comes Mr.
Natural, at ease as you please, walking the
Talk by keeping
quiet and letting his feet do the speaking,
not running toward or away, just
The essence of
confusion and wisdom is identical, this dusty
skin bag is LightГўв¬вўs
When we finally
see how things really are, what words can we
We all share the
same original innocence, thatГўв¬вўs why the
truth is so true.
sensations change like the weather -- the
night sky doesnГўв¬вўt
complain when the stars come out.
When we eventually
sober up a little, concepts like me and mine,
other, past and future no longer have the
juice to intoxicate us.
a tale Гўв¬вЂњ really, nothing happens.
See for yourself!
Once we open our eyes, everything is obvious.
In the dream,
thereГўв¬вўs plenty of drama. When we
awaken, where does it all go?
Ups and downs,
profit and loss Гўв¬вЂњ none of it can touch
our immaculate peace.
heard about polishing the mirror, but wait,
look directly Гўв¬вЂњ there is
no mirror. ThatГўв¬вўs what I call clean!
Who am I? If
IГўв¬вўm truly neither this nor that,
IГўв¬вўm this and that too.
Ask a corpse to
explain itself! How can we find ourselves by
Give up the
struggle Гўв¬вЂњ relax.
changes. When we resist, we suffer. What more
do you need to
understanding the intimate relationship
between what changes
and what doesnГўв¬вўt is wisdom; actualizing
it is love.
donГўв¬вўt agree, it doesnГўв¬вўt matter.
Life clarifies itself.
Even being in
opposition is not being in opposition.
ItГўв¬вўs all one thing! No, not
even that! ItГўв¬вўs easy, donГўв¬вўt
by mystery, empty and marvelous Гўв¬вЂњ
donГўв¬вўt try to figure out
perfection with mind, just rest in it, in
harmony, surrendered, released of any
Beyond fear and
desire, just be.
donГўв¬вўt linger in concepts, regrets,
plans, or frowns.
In this way,
theyГўв¬вўre like children Гўв¬вЂњ clinging
to nothing, rejecting nothing.
Since there is no
other, they go on their way, unnoticed. Since
inherently free, theyГўв¬вўre inconspicuous
in their absence.
Truth is simple
and open to all. Those who understand may not
be rich, but
What better gift
to share than oneГўв¬вўs own original
seekers, all self-images are like tattered old
costumes that never
quite fit. They appreciate the naked freedom
of their own unself-conscious
nature Гўв¬вЂњ theyГўв¬вўve got nothing to
People say all
sorts of things, but whatГўв¬вўs prior to
the first word? Let them say
what they will Гўв¬вЂњ the extent of any
reactivity is a good test of true equanimity.
To become a
natural human being, donГўв¬вўt linger in
any provisional state or get
bogged down in beliefs.
This is actually
the way of things Гўв¬вЂњ fluid, dynamic,
frightened when they contemplate their own
impermanence, but a
rare one now and then wakes up laughing in the
midst of the dream.
speaking, silent Гўв¬вЂњ itГўв¬вўs all the
same. Let the Wheel spin. When
raining, rain, when shining, shine.
When the arrow hit
home, there was nobody there Гўв¬вЂњ not even
What care I for
fame or disgrace Гўв¬вЂњ the arrow does the
In the grace of
supreme beauty, radiance, I discovered my own.
It is not mine,
this love is for everyone. All revolve in
perfection within me.
There is no coming or going, all are already
No need for a pat
on the back, whoГўв¬вўs patting whom?
Гўв¬ЕWho knew it
would be like this?Гўв¬Вќ
What more can one
The moon still
shines, the wind still blows Гўв¬вЂњ this
light belongs to no one.
I am flowing
water, following a course carved out by the
Great One. I do not
seek the truth Гўв¬вЂњ the truth moves me.
Neither empty nor
full, my form is the form of the Real.
When I drop this
form, nothing has changed. What has no
beginning has no end.
all is limitless light, mirrored in spotless
Holy Friends Гўв¬вЂњ clinging to anything is
taking false refuge.
Running away amounts to the same.
living without limits, without borders,
without chains. Grasping
at any experience, concept, strategy, or
identity is nothing but an amnesiacГўв¬вўs
Some long for the
marriage of heaven and earth, yet who has the
mind to contemplate the mutual penetration of
the known and the unknown
within the sphere of ordinary activity?
spontaneous, it proceeds without delay or
the universe the power to exist. Past,
present, and future are included in one
glance, all emerges from one mysterious
gesture, thrives, dissolves Гўв¬вЂњ ecstasy!
What says, "I am"?
It's not mind, a teaching, or a word Гўв¬вЂњ
right here, before
the tongue moves!
No praise, no
blame, eternally serene. No way to it, no way
out of it. The only
stubborn obstacle -- our pretense of self.
The only recourse:
understanding and discarding that fiction.
See through that
one, and all is understood. The one and the
all are not
different Гўв¬вЂњ only appearances blind us
to whatГўв¬вўs what.
Just keep walking
Гўв¬вЂњ if anyone asks directions, point to
the heart. Yours and
theirs are not two. Looking elsewhere,
itГўв¬вўs completely missed.
I hail from a long
line of jugglers who toss batons of existence
non-existence in a teeming carnival of
Don't ask me what
I know Гўв¬вЂњ I just work here. When I
jettison everything I
think I know, I just might become honest and
The Real is direct
and immediate Гўв¬вЂњ that's why it's so
easily missed. Still, why
complain? That only compounds the
befuddlement. Just be grateful -- without
reason. Gratitude itself is reason enough!
Nothing is as it
appears. Whatever appears, I am not. Nor am I
If this is not
comprehended, the dream goes on. If this is
dream still goes on. Let's be clear Гўв¬вЂњ
the dream never ends, only the dreamer
For years I tried
to figure it out, with efforts mounted against
Finally, I gave up the struggle. Now the
breeze blows through me.
I relaxed and just
A closed fist
This breath is for
~ Bob O'Hearn
March 12, 2012