When Wisdom touches you,
receives you,
nurtures you,
and welcomes you
in her arms of Light
Confusion will melt,
the darkness,
the pain
And words can be heard
and be held
in the infinite wisdom
that you always are …
Walking in the pristine snow
with almost silent sound of falling snow
the tears of Gratitude pour out
and melt the white sweet cover
I feel the lively essence
of what I AM in me
and have no words for that
which is alive in me
How can I define this wonder
and bind it to some words?
Life is the wordless beauty
present in the stillness
of freshly fallen snow …
Beloved,
What I want to create with me and you and in me and you is a space where there is no male or female, where there is being conscious of the deeper inner dimension we all carry, a space where there is a safe and loving space where we can look at our conditioning, a place where tears can cleanse our cheeks and heal the wounds, a place where all is welcomed and all is embraced, a place where we can finally come home …
When there is no “I” who listens
there is no “I” who reacts
Then there is only: listening
What a precious enormous gift
to the other
to yourself …
Deep listening is the kind of listening that can help relieve the suffering of another person. You can call it compassionate listening. You listen with only one purpose: to help him or her to empty his heart. Even if he says things that are full of wrong perceptions, full of bitterness, you are still capable of continuing to listen with compassion. Because you know that listening like that, you give that person a chance to suffer less. If you want to help him to correct his perception, you wait for another time. For now, you don’t interrupt. You don’t argue. If you do, he loses his chance. You just listen with compassion and help him to suffer less. One hour like that can bring transformation and healing.
~Thich Nhat Hanh
Where there is space, there is love. No space, no love. Where there is freedom, there is love: freedom from all conditioning, old mind patterns, beliefs in whatever words or authority. Are you willing to investigate ALL beliefs? Are you willing to investigate ALL stories you have about other persons, situations, objects? Without the willingness to shine the brightest light on the conditioning in you, what you call “freedom” , is the prison of your conditioning. You may think you are free. That freedom is limited by the four walls of the conditioning: the wall of what you learned, the wall of what you heard, the wall of what you saw and the wall of what you believe. Yes, you can paint the wall of the prison and make the prison more comfortable. You can make the prison so cozy that there is no reason what so ever to see that there is a prison. The prison is now hidden behind all things that give you pleasure: new furniture, a better job, more money, beautiful vacations, nice cloths, movies.
When willingness comes and ‘awakening’ begins, there is a wave going through you. It then may seem as if a veil has been lifted and you see, or rather feel what was present, all the time, deep in you. Then you know that what you did was not who you are. You knew that joy could not be found in better, faster, higher, further. That passes: better is relative, just like further, faster and higher. There is always someone who beats what you did or what you have, after a short period. When willingness has come and you see clearly that you are actually within the walls of the prison of your conditioning, the walls will start falling. There will be wholes and cracks. Bricks will fall down. And through the holes, you will start to see that there is a world outside the walls of the prison. The wind comes in, the sun and rain. You feel the warmth and the cold. And it feels a little bit strange. The space outside is so vast, that it frightens and attracts you immensly at the same time. The space in you and in the prison connect with the space outside and you notice, deep in you, that you are that space, that vastness. How can you be anything else than space?
Investigating your conditioned mind, with all the openess there is asking you every question, is a sign that willingness has come to you. She shows you, so full of love, softly and full of compassion,, that walls that are built, can crumble down. Willingness comes to you when the time has come. And that time is always: now …
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… that it is the nothingness, born out of trust, which the horses follow …
Nothingness
always present
sometimes burried
under blinding somethingness
Emptiness
always present
sometimes burried
under deafening fullness
Born from nothingness and emptiness
you walk your way
over mountains and through valleys
to find you again
where you never left
in nothingness and emptiness …

‘Be still and know I am God’
As long as we believe the thought
that we are separated from God
As long as we believe the thought
that God is outside of us
As long as we believe the thought
that everything and everyone is outside of us
We feel alone, separated, sad, unhappy
Everything and everyone
can only be inside of us
Who sees, hears, senses?
Be still, go inside
and you will find in you
the answers you thought
you could only find outside
Blessings on your journey
the journey without distance
into yourself …
Be still and ponder
and light the little candle
Be still and ask
the profound ultimate question
What in this world
is undeniable true?
What is no subject
to interpretation?
What is not
an association, memory, perception?
What is not
what you were told over the years?
What is not
what you were lead to believe?
It is the
ever present
undeniable:
I Am …
July 30, 2008
Dearest Ramesh, dearest I Am,
You are closer to my heart than my own breath.
Your words come to me from the Source we all are
Your silence is so endless that I have just a notion of the depths
Your love touches every cell each time I breathe
Your compassion floods my body and the universe with the brightest light.
When I experience the listening and the reading I experience me.
When I experience the silence and the wisdom, I experience me.
You touched me in every way I can think of.
You have blessed me truly.
Yours truly,
Christine