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Manipura
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 Posted - Jul 15 2009 : 4:52:10 PM
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I heard through the AYP grapevine that there was a new forum dedicated to advaita, and I was very excited about this. It's amazing that so many of us are finding our way to this way of thinking and not-thinking. I've steered clear of any categorization on my spiritual path for a long time, but can no longer resist the resonance and the lucidity of the advaita tradition. From what I can tell, all roads eventually lead to advaita, provided that the mind is open and the heart pure.
My creative work is my path of self discovery via advaita, and I've posted a link to my website and blog under the poetry/quotations forum. I'll also post it on my member info. I have an art blog in which I discuss spirituality and creativity, and would love some participation, if you're inclined to comment. |
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cosmic
USA
821 Posts |
Posted - Jul 15 2009 : 11:11:14 PM
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quote:
Originally posted by Manipura
From what I can tell, all roads eventually lead to advaita, provided that the mind is open and the heart pure.
It appears that way to me as well... |
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porcupine
USA
193 Posts |
Posted - Jul 17 2009 : 7:27:39 PM
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wow, wow, I didn't even realize this was an new forum, but yes! This is wonderful, I always was into Advaita Vendanta, but I never really knew what to do with it?
But lately, the music that I've been listening to has shown me the way, and that way is this way. |
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cosmic
USA
821 Posts |
Posted - Jul 17 2009 : 11:11:48 PM
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quote:
Originally posted by porcupine
This is wonderful, I always was into Advaita Vendanta, but I never really knew what to do with it?
Throw it away 
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cosmic
USA
821 Posts |
Posted - Jul 17 2009 : 11:45:31 PM
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quote:
Originally posted by porcupine
But lately, the music that I've been listening to has shown me the way, and that way is this way.
What music have you been listening to? |
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porcupine
USA
193 Posts |
Posted - Jul 18 2009 : 06:07:46 AM
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Leonard Cohen, Sibylle Baier, and Weather Report
Stranger Song - Leonard Cohen
It's true that all the men you knew were dealers
who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man
It's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
you find he did not leave you very much not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card
that is so high and wild
he'll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger.
And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger.
But now another stranger seems
to want you to ignore his dreams
as though they were the burden of some other
O you've seen that man before
his golden arm dispatching cards
but now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter.
Ah you hate to watch another tired man
lay down his hand
like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep
you notice there's a highway
that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder
and suddenly you feel a littlt older
You tell him to come in sit down
but something makes you turn around
The door is open you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road
It opens do not be afraid
It's you my love, you who are the stranger
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.
Well, I've been waiting, I was sure
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this,
you don't know what he's after.
Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say ok the bridge or someplace later.
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind ...
And leaning on your window sill ...
I told you when I came I was a stranger.
http://www.sacred-texts.com/tao/ltw/ltw89.htm |
Edited by - porcupine on Jul 18 2009 08:37:29 AM |
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