November 2, 2013
It makes no difference what method you use to clear your mind. The idea is to make your mind quiescent. To make your mind still and calm. When your mind is still and calm you solve the problem.
For all the methods, self-inquiry, breath control, yoga, everything is to quiet the mind. Use whatever method suits you. You can become the witness to your thoughts. You can watch your thoughts as they go by.
When you become the witness and you do not interfere with the thought process, the thoughts automatically disappear by themselves, until they dissipate entirely. You can ask yourself: “To whom comes these thoughts?” What ever method you use is fine.
But by all means do something to still the mind. And again when the mind is still and quiet, everything will take care of itself. The secret is to quiet the mind. Your real nature is self-realization. When the mind is stilled, you just return to your real nature, to what you always were.
~ Robert Adams
October 25, 2013
Through what we call ‘suffering’, life strips us down to our bare essentials. It is a misunderstood path of radical simplification. Sometimes it hurts, sometimes we want out, but the process is essentially loving, for it has everything to do with waking up from second-hand dreams and stories and cherishing life itself.
Through ‘suffering’, everything we knew, everything we believed, everything we were told about ourselves and the world, is cast into doubt. A divine dis-illusionment happens. Hallelujah. For the doubt, the pain, the sorrow, the confusion, is nothing less than a portal to the Undoubtable: your bare naked presence, here and now. And then the very first question emerges: “Who Am I?”.
Suffering – when you don’t run away from it, numb yourself to it, or deny it – will always bring you face to face with the fact that what you are can never be defined, divided, or destroyed.
~ Jeff Foster
October 20, 2013
October 17, 2013
You cannot experience your own absence. Who would experience it?
This is why, for you, there is no death.
All that can dissolve is that-which-is-not-really-you. Like taking off old clothes that you’ve outgrown…
Death remains the most profound and restful mystery for the weary traveller of time and space.
The wave relaxes back into the ocean it never left…
~ Jeff Foster
October 13, 2013
Sadly, each hard and heavily placed stepping stone toward a progressive society includes an equally progressive tax on our individual labor. And, your notions of fairness and utility of that tax, as well as mine, mean nothing to the collective. Therefore, we are forced to trust our betters to make those decisions on our behalf.
Historically, contrary to their assurances, those betters tend to their interests rather to those of the citizens. So, citizens eventually find themselves enjoying neither freedom or security, while clawing out a living on behalf of an unsustainable empire.
Eventually, revolution ensues over lack of bread, or gasoline, or cell coverage, or perhaps something we can’t yet imagine. Then government structures reform, new leaders come forward, and elites continue to buy and sell us all like so many sow-bellies. Rinse and repeat.
~ Scott Kinnaird
“Render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar’s, and unto God the things that are God’s” (Ἀπόδοτε οὖν τὰ Καίσαρος Καίσαρι καὶ τὰ τοῦ
Θεοῦ τῷ Θεῷ. ~ Matthew 22:21
October 5, 2013
October 1, 2013
You polish words in rue-scented libraries,
and I live in bamboo-leaf gardens, a recluse
wandering every day the same winding path
home to rest in quiet, no noise anywhere.
A bird soaring the heights can choose a tree,
but the hedge soon tangles impetuous goats.
Today, things seen becoming thoughts felt:
this is where you start forgetting the words.