Mt Shuksan

In and Out of Consciousness, an invitation to peace. Anyone aware of the desire for self realization, interested in Advaita, non dualism, Hooponopono, opening the heart, anyone who wants to share with us is welcome here. You are the giver and the gift, at once.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Heart of Heart

My young friend, mctwists, suffered a loss yesterday, when his fiend and classmate, Stephanie, lost control in the rain, as she was driving to work, and died, instantly. What tragedy when any life is taken; but when one so young departs, it becomes almost incomprehensible. One moment the heart is ticking, the mind is working, the next, that light is gone.

Here's part of what mctwists (Ravi) just sent me:

The Pupil asks: 'At whose wish does the mind sent forth proceed on its errand? At whose command does the first breath go forth? At whose wish do we utter this speech? What god directs the eye, or the ear?'

The Teacher replies: 'It is the ear of the ear, the mind of the mind, the speech of speech, the breath of breath, and the eye of the eye. When freed (from the senses) the wise, on departing from this world, become immortal.'

-Kena Upanishad

3 Comments:

At 8:33 PM, Blogger ShiningDawn said...

Thank you Lynn, for sharing this. My heart goes out to Ravi at such a loss so early in his life.

 
At 10:30 PM, Blogger lynn said...

Yes, the first funeral that I went to, the first real passing, other than birds, or precious cats, was my Grandfather Augustus, Grandpa Gus, after I already was married, with one daughter. When death seems "out of order" it is particulary challenging to reconcile. But Ravi is doing well; I know I am comforted, somehow miraculously reassured, by the Shroud, showing the energy of salvation, that never dies.

 
At 2:00 AM, Blogger Passionvine said...

For Ravi.....

I said to this wanting creature inside me

I said to the wanting-creature inside me:
What is this river you want to cross?
There are no travelers on the river-road, and no road.
Do you see anyone moving about on that bank, or nesting?

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman.
There is no tow rope either, and no one to pull it.
There is no ground, no sky, no time, no bank, no ford!

And there is no body, and no mind!
Do you believe there is some place that will make the
soul less thirsty?
In that great absence you will find nothing.

Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet.
Think about it carefully!
Don't go off somewhere else!

Kabir says this: just throw away all thoughts of
imaginary things,
and stand firm in that which you are.

- Kabir

 

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