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Post by gurthbruins on Mar 16, 2013 14:57:47 GMT
oops, I got that Keats a bit wrong. Not a rare occurrence with me, but I don't think this slip matters much, though I won't claim it's an improvement. Just subtly different and inferior maybe.
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Post by withinsilence on Mar 16, 2013 20:38:47 GMT
favorite word of the day saying:
"sitting silently, doing nothing, spring comes and the grass grows all by itself"
a simple saying; radiates divine beauty, grace and trust, the Tao of serenity.
I sit silently, sipping divine fermented nectar, basking in tranquility....no thought for morrow...........no thought of now..........fading.........ever fading...........nothingness................
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Post by gurthbruins on Mar 17, 2013 6:46:21 GMT
... beautiful, ws.
strange, the very next word after serene that came to me was silent!
maybe suggested by the Keats in which it comes later: "Silent, upon a peak in Darien"
With Wordsworth's "the beauty of the morniing, silent, bare"
and a phrase which embedded itself in my memory years ago, I know not from where:
"But most the silences were sweet."
That has a wonderful sound, but I can't say I like all the other phrases, among which it is embedded by Meredith, as much.
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Post by withinsilence on Mar 17, 2013 13:38:41 GMT
silent truth ever speaking,
song of birds reveal it,
wind dances with it,
the space between each drop of water,
squirrels playing in it,
children laughing,
a baby crying,
no thought of why or how,
just being, stop and listen,
breathe it in and know,
feel its unfailing love,
smiling in the rays of the sun,
as it speks ever so gently,
all is good,
all is good.
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Post by popee on Mar 27, 2013 12:32:18 GMT
Death
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Post by withinsilence on Mar 27, 2013 15:19:47 GMT
I, have experienced much phenomenal death, Attached to identity, one suffers greatly, Repress not natural human emotion, Allow and experience whatever manifests, Expecting life not to be any different than it is, Who is disappointed? Be not numb to reality, gentle acceptance as it presents itself, one remains tranquil, Seek ye first the kingdom, be still and know, peace that surpasses all understanding.
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Post by popee on Mar 29, 2013 0:18:52 GMT
Death is an awesome topic of contemplation for the spiritual aspirant. Everyone knows they are mortal, and there is a wide range of thoughts about what might happen after that final breath. Afterlife? Reincarnation? Annihilation?
I suspect essentially it is a non-event. Annihilation of the personality/ego, yes, but I don't think that was even real to begin with.
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Post by gurthbruins on Mar 29, 2013 6:42:52 GMT
I have no memory of a past life. Maybe my cells have, but this semi-comatose "I" remembers hardly anything. So AFAIAC I have no past life, and won't have a future one. Not one in which I remember the old "I". So that new "self" will be unconnected with "me". But as popee suggests, the "I" is an illusion anyway, an illusion that I doubt will persist. I see the fear of death as just the instinct of preservation in action, and I see no valid reason to give in to this instinct. You can resist it if you choose. (of course, you can't choose whether or not you will choose)
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Post by withinsilence on Mar 29, 2013 12:28:21 GMT
Know this, O Prince: Of things created All are come forth From the seeming union Of Field and Knower, Prakriti with Brahman.
Who sees his Lord Within every creature, Deathlessly dwelling Amidst the mortal: That man sees truly.
Thus ever aware Of the omnipresent Always about him, He offers no outrage To his own Atman, Hides the face of God Beneath ego no longer: Therefore he reaches That bliss which is highest.
Who sees all action Ever performed Alone by Prakriti, Than man sees truly: The Atman is actless.
Who sees the separate Lives of all creatures United in Brahman Brought forth from Brahman, Himself finds Brahman.
Not subject to change Is the infinite Atman, Without beginning, Beyond the gunas: Therefore, O Prince, Though It dwells in the body, It acts not, nor feels The fruit of our action.
For, like the ether, Pervading all things, Too subtle for taint, This Atman also Inhabits all bodies But never is tainted.
By the single sun This while world is illumined: By its one Knower The Field is illumined.
Who thus perceives With eye of wisdom In what manner the Field Is distinct from its knower, How men are made free From the toils of Prakriti: His aim is accomplished, He enters the Highest.
From Bhagavad Gita-The Song of God
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Post by popee on Jun 1, 2013 13:50:15 GMT
spontaneous
happening or arising without apparent external cause
coming or resulting from a natural impulse or tendency; without effort or premeditation; natural and unconstrained
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as said in various dictionaries, which seems to work well enough for the purpose
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Post by withinsilence on Jun 2, 2013 12:07:22 GMT
spontaneoushappening or arising without apparent external cause coming or resulting from a natural impulse or tendency; without effort or premeditation; natural and unconstrained --- as said in various dictionaries, which seems to work well enough for the purpose Dictionaries give one an idea of the flavor of a word, an interpretation of the fragrance (sense/feeling) the word is pointing to, but words are only pointers and each person must take the word within and see what taste it gives them. I think when this word (spontaneous) is used by those few who no longer operate from a separate identity lost in the thoughts of past and future, then this one is acting in spontaneity as it is not operating from a mentally conditioned (conceptual identity) state of mind. In other words, it doesn't say or do anything for itself as separate from others, but for ALL as ALL because it knows it is not separate from anything. Spontaneity is describing an inner state of being, where one acts from. Whereas, one that is still in the illusions of its identities runs its words and actions through a preconditioned set of filters (beliefs/assumption/prejudices) based on a separate "me" whose purpose is to pick and choose words and actions that serve this separate self. In other words it thinks, "What is in it for me, or what can I gain from saying or doing this or that, will it fulfill the object of my desire" thus its actions are premeditated to serve something that in reality does not exist, it operates from conditioned thoughts. One who is spontaneous is giving to give, not from a place of lack, not in order to get, where one who is not spontaneous is giving to get, operates from a place of lack, to support its attachment to its desires for its separate self. It sees itself as only the body, the material form and usually identifies this me with its outer skin, which is to have very shallow seeing. For what does this outer skin do? Is it looking through the eyes? Is it doing the thinking or moving the mind? Is it experiencing the hearing? Does it determine how something smells or does it just experience the smelling of the fragrance? It is but a covering of that which is. The word spontaneous denotes time, as if to be spontaneous one has to respond immediately, yet when one is present and lives in the now and not in its thoughts of the past, whenever it responds it is being spontaneous, as now is all there ever is. This one is not using its now moments to think thoughts of the past in order to arrive at a preconditioned word or action, it has nothing to gain or loose because it is already whole within itself, thus its words and actions happen spontaneously within itself based on no identity, based in truth, based on the foundation of what is for All because it understands All within ALL. It all has to do with identity, with the foundation or basis of why one is doing or saying what its doing or saying. This is very hard to explain in words although this may help; if one sees itself as consciousness, and all and everything as this same individuated consciousness living through the myriad of forms and stops identifying itself as or with the separate forms themselves, this would be a step towards understanding what I tried to explain above. If one looks deeply at their life, they will see that they identify with their job, their car, their house, their country, their body, their clothes, their religion, their thoughts, their beliefs, their this and their that. But is consciousness any of these things? What is doing the identifying? Who is this identifier? Who is before the identification?
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Post by popee on Jun 2, 2013 17:08:57 GMT
Dictionaries give one an idea of the flavor of a word, an interpretation of the fragrance (sense/feeling) the word is pointing to, but words are only pointers and each person must take the word within and see what taste it gives them. Of course words are never "the thing", that they are not "true". That doesn't mean they aren't useful. I think not. I think spontaneous denotes a timeless non doing. Life living its self, effortlessly. I think that is a different story entirely.
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Post by withinsilence on Jun 2, 2013 17:21:07 GMT
thank for sharing your opinion, this is proof that we all live in our own psychological realities. No one right or wrong, but each just perfect for that one at that point in that present moment, always jubject to change with truth being in the eye of the beholder.
this why the enlightened don't say much if anything, what does it matter? When one wants to know thyself they will, if not who cares.
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Post by gurthbruins on Jun 5, 2013 7:36:05 GMT
Variety... spice.
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Post by withinsilence on Jun 5, 2013 14:57:56 GMT
didactic:
didactic (adj.) 1650s, from French didactique, from Greek didaktikos "apt at teaching," from didaktos "taught," past participle of didaskein "teach," from PIE root *dens- "wisdom, to teach, learn." Related: Didactically; didacticism.
Thus, the self realized being is: autodidactic (adj.) "self-taught," 1838, from Greek autodidaktikos "self-taught," from autos "self" (see auto-) + didaktos "taught" (see didactic).
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