Guest guest Report post Posted August 25, 2002 > When you make the inside like the outside, and the outside like the inside, and the above like the below, and when you make the male and the female one and the same, then will you enter the Kingdom of God." ~ Jesus ^^^You enter yourself through yourself. Stepping outside from the inside i stepped into God from God. It's an inside joke of the Mirthful One. An inside job if you will. And you will. Walking outside along the avenue of Estudillo into the night's heart, stupored and dazed and dizzy with this Dazzling Daunting Beauty, stopped beneath the towering temple of Saint Catherine of Siena - We are staggered still by this Presence. Stilled to the core of Silence. Sometimes even simpletons like us simply get it. It's this simple - Simple Simon was a pieman selling piety and pietas for a song along the seashore. i say this for no other reason except i want to sing tonight so clearly that we make no mistake about this. In our simply giving in to Love we are given everything. To keep it? Simple. Give it back to everyone. i tell you something's got to give! Anything goes when everything goes when one is gone from giving in and giving up. "Pardon me," i begin to wonder, "but don't i know You?" Not waiting for an answer, i start to take you in my arms, these arms of living light, when suddenly all i can see is the Beautiful Beloved One before me, saying - "Hey Baby, would you like a Tootsie Pop?" i wonder briefly, "Do i want red or purple prasad." > And yet one may be pardoned for wondering Why wait? When has it ever been anything but? ^^^It has never been anything but this. Passion and truth belong in this song to Love. They belong together as the feather to the wing. And we still will sing while winging higher into the Heart of Hearts - "We belong to the Beloved." Beloved, i long to kiss You and hold You and call You Beautiful. i Joyfully bow down to that understanding of the limitless nature of Love that allows us to taste both worlds at once. Non-duality is surrendering to whatever Love presents at every given moment in complete awareness that we are doing nothing. We are so being done my Darling. > The bumper sticker we saw in Berkeley today said: Don't Die Wondering ^^^i wonder why death frightens so many, so much so that they are compelled to make up stories that try to convince them that someone can save them. i say take the leap into the Unknown! It's a sure cure for wondering wanderers in this Mystery! > Then on Telegraph the sign the boy held said: Beware of False Prophets near the booth that said The Only Dope Worth Shooting Is Bush ^^^Let me give you the dope on all this stuff about "False Prophets" behind every Bush - It's like we are shooting stars colliding into the Infiniteness of every level of consciousness and finally realizing that we are everything and everything is God and there is no reality but God. False Prophets? If all is God then "where be these enemies to peace?" Mixing it up with Maya makes Bewilderment and Awe believed to be just another opinion by just another fool being fooled by the old fool on the hill. And i am not talking Arunachala either. Don't fool yourself. The only thing false about any of this is our own projected image of what is and is not God-like. God i just Love being alive right now! God i just Love Being Now! God i just Love! God i Love. God Love! God! Love! You gotta Love It! > Opinions seemed to be mixed about the way to proceed in this bewildering realm. i have no particular opinion about how to proceed to understand or embrace the One Who Proceedeth everything. What bewilders me is that there are infinite levels of consciousness. i revel in every realm and every realm rivals itself in ever-increasing Beauty. i take this as a sign that i might possibly be wandering in the right direction. Wander in any direction and you will meet yourSelf! You might be moved to say, "Hiya Beautiful!" And You might be a beggar or a bottle-nosed dolphin, a brevity of witted one or a barking seal balancing balls on your whiskered snout. It's about time i began to wind all this up as i am still wanting to kiss Your mouth. Believe it or believe it not, but i Kiss the Beautiful Beloved One whenever i kiss my Darling. > There were signs and wonders all over the place, announced by musicians and holy fools, many of indefinite affiliation with regard to any recognizably current memory association, many not seeming to care, a quote in the wind from an old friend, since passed into what he always was, before his and yours or my birth: ^^^"No birth no death, no caste have I. Father, mother, have I none. I am He, I am He. Blessed Spirit, I Am He." > "The most important thing is to enjoy your life and not be fooled by things." * ^^^Things are only as important as the amount of attention we give to them. If i believe i am being hurt or offended, then the amount of importance given that is based on how much i identify with it. If i realize that no one and no thing can ever touch my equanimity and poise, then things become suddenly and simply - Delightful! And the Delighted One Dances like crazy when we understand this simple truth. i could Dance all night across this moment when You and i are being bought and sold by Love. > You showed me Muktananda's book on Bhagavan -- the front cover, He is about 19 or so, He is Divine Transmission of the Direct Realization of our own Divinity reflecting everywhere infinitely. It's a beautiful image, brings tears, Remembrance A Murti An Eternal Yes in a Sea of Yes Beloved Yes ^^^As a Sea of Devotion washing me into the Horizoned One, Yes, Yes Beloved, i will Sing to You, and in our mutual Song from OneHeart we will sink the ship of fools in our tears drowning us as Bliss. This Remembrance is Silence speaking as the Heartbeat of everyone forever. We are hallowed for having heard That. > When we turn around Every person is a Jnani Every person is a Bhakti ^^^Shaktified by seeing jnanis yacking it up like there was no tomorrow and wisdom was just a flick of the old wrist, and seeing bhaktis bathing in the slipstream of consciousness as Love making Love with Love for Love alone, we entered into our kaaba and carried on like we were leaping across the expanse between each thought and stopping there. i think i better stop trying to say this. > "Nirvana is seeing one thing through to the end."* ^^^What was begun when the word was made manifest, we began before there was even pre-exisitence. Pray tell my Love, can we even dare imagine that? i am beginning to understand how little i know. > This inquiry, once begun, never ends, even in the recognition something ended before it began. ^^^It never ends! It never ends! Even when you think You know, You never really know. You know? And if You were to know the Unknowable, there is no way You can ever tell another. Ha! Maybe it boils down to that little mantra made so popular by Advaitists - There is no other! > It's what's driving up north, taking us back home from Highway 80 to Highway 4 to Alhambra, and later tonight, to Estudillo ^^^Now or later, this or that, You or i, Life or Death, i can say this - Beloved One, verily this is the thing - We have never been apart. We have tonight together to Be This, this That only Is. And Darling, Darling Love, we have always been Home. LoveAlways, Mazie & b · Quotes from Suzuki Roshi, · Jesus Quote from Gospel of Thomas Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
