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Ananda
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 Posted - Apr 11 2011 : 3:31:34 PM
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Chuck Surface: A Sad Excuse...
I'm a sad excuse for an advaitan.
The entire time I saw my teacher, Jean,
I went not to gain "understanding",
Or to follow, yet again, the "advaitic thread".
I went to bathe in the Radiance
That emanated from that form.
That's right... from that form.
A shameless dualist?
Not so.
For somehow, impossibly,
Formlelssness shone from that form,
And dissolved all that it touched, back into Itself,
Including "me".
Before he even entered the room,
The world dissolved... "I" dissolved,
And all questions vanished.
A shameless "experience" junkie?
Not so.
For the experience,
Was of the experiencer vanishing,
Into That which was being discussed.
Not in concepts,
Thoughts,
Words.
The words were a pretext.
The questions a pretext.
The answers a pretext,
For our simply sitting together, bathing in...
Seeing Jean caused the Sun of my Heart to shine more brightly.
And dipped the salt doll of my "self" once again into the Ocean.
From which emerged, eventually...
Only a handful of Ocean.
It did not happen through knowledge,
Or understanding,
Or seeing clearly,
Or grasping anything.
It happened through Grace.
The emanation of Shiva in and as Shakti.
Dissolving the contraction of self-identity,
In Sat·Chit·Ananda.
Only then, looking back,
Did I Understand all that I had heard,
In word, concept, and metaphor,
And knowledge became Knowledge.
But make no mistake...
I went for the translucent Light that filled the room,
And my Entire Being.
Shameless, I know.
I went for the dissipation of endless mentation,
Into Serenity and Peace.
Shameful, I know.
I went for the dissolution of acute Attention,
Into Unlocatable Aliveness.
How could I?!
I went for the Bliss of Pure Being,
Pouring into manifestation,
Overflowing the Wellspring of my Heart,
From that gentle, frail form, Myself.
Ponder this great mystery, my nondual friends.
For this benediction happened in physical proximity to,
In thoughtful remembrance of,
In heartfelt relationship with,
That gentle, frail form, Myself.
That's right... form.
For truly... truly,
Form is Formlessness,
Formlessness is Form.
Nirvana and samsara are One.
Those are not empty platitudes,
But the Living Teaching I received,
From Formlessness,
In and as that gentle, frail Form...
Myself.
I'm a sad excuse for an advaitan.
Source: http://chucksurface.stillnessspeaks..._sad_excuse/ |
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maheswari
Lebanon
2520 Posts |
Posted - Apr 12 2011 : 02:22:45 AM
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i never force myself to do anything....did not finish reading this quote...it does not ring for me...
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maheswari
Lebanon
2520 Posts |
Posted - Apr 12 2011 : 02:46:45 AM
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this boredom to read made me remember this:
"are you listening as most people in order to confirm what you think? observe your reactions as i talk.Frequently you will be startled or schocked or scandalized or irritated or annoyed or frustrated,or you will be saying:Great!
but are you listening for what will confirm what you already think? or are you listening to discover something new?" (Anthony De Mello/Awarness) |
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Ananda
3115 Posts |
Posted - Apr 12 2011 : 04:07:05 AM
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Who is doing the listening? |
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maheswari
Lebanon
2520 Posts |
Posted - Apr 12 2011 : 04:27:23 AM
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| ....ok i surrender .... |
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Ananda
3115 Posts |
Posted - Apr 12 2011 : 06:30:40 AM
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| I----- Surrender ----- Observe the Surrender [img]icon_heart.gif[/img] |
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spelunker127
United Kingdom
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Posted - May 10 2011 : 01:35:50 AM
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| After taking a class on the Advaita Worldview, a long of this resonated with me. It was cool the way the metaphors and principles of the sacred texts and of the Advaita tradition were melded seamlessly into the story. Seems like a good Advaitan to me. :) |
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Ananda
3115 Posts |
Posted - May 10 2011 : 02:40:27 AM
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Hey Spelunker, and welcome to the forums; Good to have you on board .
Love,
Ananda |
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kevincann
USA
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Posted - May 10 2011 : 02:46:54 AM
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When I sincerely write for me, I am not inspired, and you are not inspired.
When i sincerely write for you, even if I do a terrible job; you are touched, which makes us all inspired.
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Edited by - kevincann on May 10 2011 02:54:52 AM |
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