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jarred1, unfortunately
Was taught about Christianity by someone who completely misunderstood it, if he thinks it's "terrorism".
Discuss.
Discuss.
" LET’S TALK MISUNDERSTANDING "
We all must have often heard our self and other people saying about their closest friends ,girlfriends, boyfriends(never husbands and wives though!) that we share this level of understanding . They sum up quite a lot in that one word.
Misunderstanding is the stepping stone towards confusion, chaos. Is it that we are talking too much, in that incessant chatter, that we surpass our realms of beautiful silence and step into the dark clouds of meaningless thoughts, each word is like a thunderbolt, sometimes it misses our mind , but Lo behold, when it does strike we are astonished at the interpretations
The word understand is beautiful . When you are in meditation EVER THING STANDS UNDER YOU , YOU ARE SO ABOVE IT. Intellect can’t see it , it is on the same plane. Understanding happens when problem is on one plane and you are on a higher plane.
You see one thing and you understand something else. Your mind immediately distorts it . It makes a mess of everything , it is in confusion &you look through that confusion, so the world looks confused.
Once you say something u r no more a master of it.
Your words belong to the listener, he will squeeze his own meaning out of it, It entirely depends on his state of awareness.
On Krishna’s Bhagvad Gita , there are 1000 commentaries & further thousand interpretations, on each of his statement . But Krishna was just talking to his disciple & friend Arjun . It was a love dialogue. I f he comes back , & reads even he will not be able to get how things have been twisted up.
Language is hindrance.
You will have to put aside the word ROSE. When you see a red rose on a bush, in the rain , in the sun , in the wind , do not go on repeating that ‘’ this is a rose’’, otherwise you will carry a curtain on your ears, eyes, you won’t be able to see o feel it.
And do not say it’s a beautiful rose as beautiful is a word again , just penetrate and encounter beauty. Clean the passage between you and the rose, and do not compare it with other roses that you have seen before, otherwise you would say , it’s more beautiful than the last years roses or better than those of the neighbour’s.
Again you will be lost in teh maze of words. Just look and forget all language, in that forgetting understanding arises.
The clarity will not come from logic , intellect, analysis, it comes through silence. If in your silence somebody’s word falls you can not misinterpret it, because there is nobody to interfere. Either you understand it or you don’t , there is no way to misunderstand.
Learn silence, at least with your friends, with your lovers your family, sit in silence sometimes.
Do not go on gossiping .Stop the talk even inside.
Just sit there being presences to each other. And soon you will find a way to communicate
GOOD WISHES TO ALL
Misunderstanding is the stepping stone towards confusion, chaos. Is it that we are talking too much, in that incessant chatter, that we surpass our realms of beautiful silence and step into the dark clouds of meaningless thoughts, each word is like a thunderbolt, sometimes it misses our mind , but Lo behold, when it does strike we are astonished at the interpretations
The word understand is beautiful . When you are in meditation EVER THING STANDS UNDER YOU , YOU ARE SO ABOVE IT. Intellect can’t see it , it is on the same plane. Understanding happens when problem is on one plane and you are on a higher plane.
You see one thing and you understand something else. Your mind immediately distorts it . It makes a mess of everything , it is in confusion &you look through that confusion, so the world looks confused.
Once you say something u r no more a master of it.
Your words belong to the listener, he will squeeze his own meaning out of it, It entirely depends on his state of awareness.
On Krishna’s Bhagvad Gita , there are 1000 commentaries & further thousand interpretations, on each of his statement . But Krishna was just talking to his disciple & friend Arjun . It was a love dialogue. I f he comes back , & reads even he will not be able to get how things have been twisted up.
Language is hindrance.
You will have to put aside the word ROSE. When you see a red rose on a bush, in the rain , in the sun , in the wind , do not go on repeating that ‘’ this is a rose’’, otherwise you will carry a curtain on your ears, eyes, you won’t be able to see o feel it.
And do not say it’s a beautiful rose as beautiful is a word again , just penetrate and encounter beauty. Clean the passage between you and the rose, and do not compare it with other roses that you have seen before, otherwise you would say , it’s more beautiful than the last years roses or better than those of the neighbour’s.
Again you will be lost in teh maze of words. Just look and forget all language, in that forgetting understanding arises.
The clarity will not come from logic , intellect, analysis, it comes through silence. If in your silence somebody’s word falls you can not misinterpret it, because there is nobody to interfere. Either you understand it or you don’t , there is no way to misunderstand.
Learn silence, at least with your friends, with your lovers your family, sit in silence sometimes.
Do not go on gossiping .Stop the talk even inside.
Just sit there being presences to each other. And soon you will find a way to communicate
GOOD WISHES TO ALL
Praised be the Lord, though we know not why
Founded in 2010 by the charismatic preacher, Pastor Flower, with only a handful of followers, the Church of the Permanently Bemused has gone from strength to strength. These days it is standing room only in the little village hall of Bonking On The Heath, where the squashed devotees hang on the Pastor’s every word.
Wilton Flower was born into a devoutly religious family, his father being an elder of the Jehovah’s Presbyterian Baptists -a particularly evangelical sect- and Elder Flower saw to it that his son was schooled most rigourously in the ways of the Bible. By the age of sixteen the budding young Flower had bloomed into a magnetic and captivating preacher in his own right and become something of a celebrity within the church. But, despite enjoying this popularity, Wilton became increasingly troubled by a seed of apprehension growing in the back of his mind.
Although Flower had always accepted and embraced the words of the sacred book, he had also become increasingly aware of the irrationality of them and he started to think more and more about what that might mean. Then, one crisp winter’s morning, just two weeks before his twenty first birthday, it came to him in a startling flash of insight: It didn’t mean anything. This changed everything for Flower and the truth lay before him like a path of pure light; the source of enduring faith in the Lord was to be found in his very implausibility. The more the improbability of God, the greater the proof of his existence.
Flower now set forth with unstoppable zeal. He buried himself in all the writings of Richard Dawkins he could lay his hands on and emerged with a faith so unshakeable it made the old Elder Flower look like an atheist, by comparison. There was no turning back now and within just five years the movement had grown into something to rival The Pious Shepherds of the Bleak Moorlands of the North, a nearby sect made up predominantly of intellectually challenged but sincere members of the hill farming community.
The uninitiated observer might find the service at the Church of the Permanently Bemused somewhat unconventional. Once the congregation is in place and settled, Pastor Flower emerges from behind a screen, known as the Curtain of Misunderstanding, and, in a raised voice, asks the gathered flock, “what do we believe?” To which, in response, comes a mass shrug along with the reply, ....“don’t know”.
Then the words, “why are we gathered?”
What is our mission?”
On completion of the short opening ritual it is straight into twenty minutes of hymn singing, a particular favourite being, “Give us no clue, Lord, we’d rather not know.” The service always ends with the Pastor delivering a short sermon, although even just ten minutes of listening to someone droning on about nothing in particular, regardless of how much charisma they may have, can seem much longer.
Wilton Flower was born into a devoutly religious family, his father being an elder of the Jehovah’s Presbyterian Baptists -a particularly evangelical sect- and Elder Flower saw to it that his son was schooled most rigourously in the ways of the Bible. By the age of sixteen the budding young Flower had bloomed into a magnetic and captivating preacher in his own right and become something of a celebrity within the church. But, despite enjoying this popularity, Wilton became increasingly troubled by a seed of apprehension growing in the back of his mind.
Although Flower had always accepted and embraced the words of the sacred book, he had also become increasingly aware of the irrationality of them and he started to think more and more about what that might mean. Then, one crisp winter’s morning, just two weeks before his twenty first birthday, it came to him in a startling flash of insight: It didn’t mean anything. This changed everything for Flower and the truth lay before him like a path of pure light; the source of enduring faith in the Lord was to be found in his very implausibility. The more the improbability of God, the greater the proof of his existence.
Flower now set forth with unstoppable zeal. He buried himself in all the writings of Richard Dawkins he could lay his hands on and emerged with a faith so unshakeable it made the old Elder Flower look like an atheist, by comparison. There was no turning back now and within just five years the movement had grown into something to rival The Pious Shepherds of the Bleak Moorlands of the North, a nearby sect made up predominantly of intellectually challenged but sincere members of the hill farming community.
The uninitiated observer might find the service at the Church of the Permanently Bemused somewhat unconventional. Once the congregation is in place and settled, Pastor Flower emerges from behind a screen, known as the Curtain of Misunderstanding, and, in a raised voice, asks the gathered flock, “what do we believe?” To which, in response, comes a mass shrug along with the reply, ....“don’t know”.
Then the words, “why are we gathered?”
What is our mission?”
On completion of the short opening ritual it is straight into twenty minutes of hymn singing, a particular favourite being, “Give us no clue, Lord, we’d rather not know.” The service always ends with the Pastor delivering a short sermon, although even just ten minutes of listening to someone droning on about nothing in particular, regardless of how much charisma they may have, can seem much longer.
The Fool
Introduction to The Fool,
I have not read a book for 6-7 years now for, I decided that all books read up to then was more than enough to be overwhelmed by information included in them.
However, if it was to pick up and choose just one book from all books read that would have been the one lately recommended to a few people when talked about books.
This is my favourite one, Dhammapada.
The only book read by me several times during different periods and stages in my life.
Each time read as if it was the first time read, the meaning of the verses perceiced/seen differently each time.
Each time, a different message received, a lesson to be learned and applied by me.
All a very hard work , all worth it in the end.
Dhammapada is a compilation of ancient, wise stories/sayings said to have come straight from the mouth of Budha.
My favourite one from Dhammapada has been since the first day, the whole book read and continued to be up to now, The Fool.
The Fool, follows below,
Chapter 5, The Fool
60. Long is the night to the sleepless; long is the league to the weary. Long is worldly existence to fools who know not the Sublime Truth.
61. Should a seeker not find a companion who is better or equal, let him resolutely pursue a solitary course; there is no fellowship with the fool.
62. The fool worries, thinking, "I have sons, I have wealth." Indeed, when he himself is not his own, whence are sons, whence is wealth?
63. A fool who knows his foolishness is wise at least to that extent, but a fool who thinks himself wise is a fool indeed.
64. Though all his life a fool associates with a wise man, he no more comprehends the Truth than a spoon tastes the flavor of the soup.
65. Though only for a moment a discerning person associates with a wise man, quickly he comprehends the Truth, just as the tongue tastes the flavor of the soup.
66. Fools of little wit are enemies unto themselves as they move about doing evil deeds, the fruits of which are bitter.
67. Ill done is that action of doing which one repents later, and the fruit of which one, weeping, reaps with tears.
68. Well done is that action of doing which one repents not later, and the fruit of which one, reaps with delight and happiness.
69. So long as an evil deed has not ripened, the fool thinks it as sweet as honey. But when the evil deed ripens, the fool comes to grief.
70. Month after month a fool may eat his food with the tip of a blade of grass, but he still is not worth a sixteenth part of the those who have comprehended the Truth.
71. Truly, an evil deed committed does not immediately bear fruit, like milk that does not turn sour all at once. But smoldering, it follows the fool like fire covered by ashes.
72. To his own ruin the fool gains knowledge, for it cleaves his head and destroys his innate goodness.
73. The fool seeks undeserved reputation, precedence among monks, authority over monasteries, and honor among householders.
74. "Let both laymen and monks think that it was done by me. In every work, great and small, let them follow me" — such is the ambition of the fool; thus his desire and pride increase.
75. One is the quest for worldly gain, and quite another is the path to Nirvana. Clearly understanding this, let not the monk, the disciple of the Buddha, be carried away by worldly acclaim, but develop detachment instead.
The End.
Acknowledgement for The Fool (chapter 5 of Dhammapada): The Buddha Net,
I have not read a book for 6-7 years now for, I decided that all books read up to then was more than enough to be overwhelmed by information included in them.
However, if it was to pick up and choose just one book from all books read that would have been the one lately recommended to a few people when talked about books.
This is my favourite one, Dhammapada.
The only book read by me several times during different periods and stages in my life.
Each time read as if it was the first time read, the meaning of the verses perceiced/seen differently each time.
Each time, a different message received, a lesson to be learned and applied by me.
All a very hard work , all worth it in the end.
Dhammapada is a compilation of ancient, wise stories/sayings said to have come straight from the mouth of Budha.
My favourite one from Dhammapada has been since the first day, the whole book read and continued to be up to now, The Fool.
The Fool, follows below,
Chapter 5, The Fool
60. Long is the night to the sleepless; long is the league to the weary. Long is worldly existence to fools who know not the Sublime Truth.
61. Should a seeker not find a companion who is better or equal, let him resolutely pursue a solitary course; there is no fellowship with the fool.
62. The fool worries, thinking, "I have sons, I have wealth." Indeed, when he himself is not his own, whence are sons, whence is wealth?
63. A fool who knows his foolishness is wise at least to that extent, but a fool who thinks himself wise is a fool indeed.
64. Though all his life a fool associates with a wise man, he no more comprehends the Truth than a spoon tastes the flavor of the soup.
65. Though only for a moment a discerning person associates with a wise man, quickly he comprehends the Truth, just as the tongue tastes the flavor of the soup.
66. Fools of little wit are enemies unto themselves as they move about doing evil deeds, the fruits of which are bitter.
67. Ill done is that action of doing which one repents later, and the fruit of which one, weeping, reaps with tears.
68. Well done is that action of doing which one repents not later, and the fruit of which one, reaps with delight and happiness.
69. So long as an evil deed has not ripened, the fool thinks it as sweet as honey. But when the evil deed ripens, the fool comes to grief.
70. Month after month a fool may eat his food with the tip of a blade of grass, but he still is not worth a sixteenth part of the those who have comprehended the Truth.
71. Truly, an evil deed committed does not immediately bear fruit, like milk that does not turn sour all at once. But smoldering, it follows the fool like fire covered by ashes.
72. To his own ruin the fool gains knowledge, for it cleaves his head and destroys his innate goodness.
73. The fool seeks undeserved reputation, precedence among monks, authority over monasteries, and honor among householders.
74. "Let both laymen and monks think that it was done by me. In every work, great and small, let them follow me" — such is the ambition of the fool; thus his desire and pride increase.
75. One is the quest for worldly gain, and quite another is the path to Nirvana. Clearly understanding this, let not the monk, the disciple of the Buddha, be carried away by worldly acclaim, but develop detachment instead.
The End.
Acknowledgement for The Fool (chapter 5 of Dhammapada): The Buddha Net,
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The Theology Of Daniel Boone -
"Love and fear God,
Believe in Jesus Christ,
Do all the good to my neighbor, and myself as I can,
Do as little harm as I can help,
And trust on God's mercy for the rest."
There are a lot of books on spirituality & religion out there.
I don't suppose any of 'em said any more or laid it out any clearer than ol' Dan did in those few lines.
Believe in Jesus Christ,
Do all the good to my neighbor, and myself as I can,
Do as little harm as I can help,
And trust on God's mercy for the rest."
There are a lot of books on spirituality & religion out there.
I don't suppose any of 'em said any more or laid it out any clearer than ol' Dan did in those few lines.
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Mystical Experience - The Interconnection of Everything: Spiritual versus Religious
(I have modified the Blog title to focus on the Mystical Experience which I view as being Spiritual)
On October 24, 2013, I posted a poem entitled “Spiritual but not Religious” on CS Poetry Corner:
I also posted it as a blog on December 20. 2013:
In my view, there is a clear distinction “Spiritual” and “Religious” that I wish to express in this blog.
I am aware that some may not agree with my interpretation of the terms which is as follows:
Spiritual
The term “spirit” suggests an active living force or energy which may be termed “life energy”. This energy pervades all living things, whether animal or plant. Some may wish to restrict the use of spirit to human beings only. Yet, what is the justification, if any, for such an anthropocentric view?
Spirituality entails a personal awareness of one's connection with the life energy of all living things, whether plant or animal. This awareness is based on direct experience or insight, independent of any dogma or religious teaching.
Such an experience may occur as a mystical feeling somewhat similar to Jane Goodall's experience as mentioned in her Earth Day 2018 message:
“There was a moment when I was in Gombe National Park and it began to pour rain, and then the rain stopped and I could smell the smell of wet hair on the chimpanzees and I could hear the insects singing loudly, and I just felt absolutely at one and it was a sense of awe and wonder.
Out in the rainforest you learn how everything is interconnected and each little species, even though it may seem insignificant has a role to play in the tapestry of life.”
(courtesy of Google)
Religious
The conventional view of religion is a system of beliefs or dogma pertaining to a supernatural deity or deities, referred to as a god or gods.
God is viewed as an anthropomorphism.
Anthropomorphism -
an interpretation of what is not human or personal in terms of human or personal characteristics.
(Merriam Webster Dictionary)
To be religious is to have an understanding of certain concepts and the relationship between them as espoused by religion. This is the backbone of theology. One may attempt to seek a deeper experience beyond the conceptual level but it must be firmly tied to the relevant belief system or dogma.
The term “religion” may be viewed in a general sense and in a specific sense.
In the general sense, it is viewed as an aspect of culture, regardless of its specific details. I think that it is from such a perspective that some nonanthropomorphic systems like Buddhism, particularly Zen, may be classified as religion.
However, in the specific sense, Zen goes beyond any dogma or belief system which is a characteristic of religion:
“No dependence on words and letters. Directly pointing to one’s heart, Seeing into one’s own true nature and thus attaining Spiritual Awakening.”
On October 24, 2013, I posted a poem entitled “Spiritual but not Religious” on CS Poetry Corner:
I also posted it as a blog on December 20. 2013:
In my view, there is a clear distinction “Spiritual” and “Religious” that I wish to express in this blog.
I am aware that some may not agree with my interpretation of the terms which is as follows:
Spiritual
The term “spirit” suggests an active living force or energy which may be termed “life energy”. This energy pervades all living things, whether animal or plant. Some may wish to restrict the use of spirit to human beings only. Yet, what is the justification, if any, for such an anthropocentric view?
Spirituality entails a personal awareness of one's connection with the life energy of all living things, whether plant or animal. This awareness is based on direct experience or insight, independent of any dogma or religious teaching.
Such an experience may occur as a mystical feeling somewhat similar to Jane Goodall's experience as mentioned in her Earth Day 2018 message:
“There was a moment when I was in Gombe National Park and it began to pour rain, and then the rain stopped and I could smell the smell of wet hair on the chimpanzees and I could hear the insects singing loudly, and I just felt absolutely at one and it was a sense of awe and wonder.
Out in the rainforest you learn how everything is interconnected and each little species, even though it may seem insignificant has a role to play in the tapestry of life.”
(courtesy of Google)
Religious
The conventional view of religion is a system of beliefs or dogma pertaining to a supernatural deity or deities, referred to as a god or gods.
God is viewed as an anthropomorphism.
Anthropomorphism -
an interpretation of what is not human or personal in terms of human or personal characteristics.
(Merriam Webster Dictionary)
To be religious is to have an understanding of certain concepts and the relationship between them as espoused by religion. This is the backbone of theology. One may attempt to seek a deeper experience beyond the conceptual level but it must be firmly tied to the relevant belief system or dogma.
The term “religion” may be viewed in a general sense and in a specific sense.
In the general sense, it is viewed as an aspect of culture, regardless of its specific details. I think that it is from such a perspective that some nonanthropomorphic systems like Buddhism, particularly Zen, may be classified as religion.
However, in the specific sense, Zen goes beyond any dogma or belief system which is a characteristic of religion:
“No dependence on words and letters. Directly pointing to one’s heart, Seeing into one’s own true nature and thus attaining Spiritual Awakening.”
They Do Not Know Any Other Type Of Man
"Psychologists say that love is nothing but a foreplay to sex. They are right – because they have no other specimen to study. They study you and then they come to conclude that love is nothing but a foreplay – just creating a situation in which sex can happen, nothing else. So when sex has happened, love disappears. It is just like when you feel hungry you gravitate toward food and look at food with enchanted eyes. But when your hunger is satiated, you look away from the food. All the enchantment is lost.
"So when you love your wife or your husband, the love is just an etiquette to enter into sex – because it will be too rude to start… So it just plays like a lubricating agent. And when sex is satisfied, the husband moves to his own side of the bed and goes to sleep. He is finished; all the enchantment is gone. It will come again only when he feels a type of hunger. Psychologists say that love is nothing but a foreplay – just a mannerism. And they are right, because they do not know any other type of man."
"So when you love your wife or your husband, the love is just an etiquette to enter into sex – because it will be too rude to start… So it just plays like a lubricating agent. And when sex is satisfied, the husband moves to his own side of the bed and goes to sleep. He is finished; all the enchantment is gone. It will come again only when he feels a type of hunger. Psychologists say that love is nothing but a foreplay – just a mannerism. And they are right, because they do not know any other type of man."
,,"INDIA",,
India is not just a geography or history. It is not only a nation, a country, a mere piece of land. It is something more: it is a metaphor, poetry, something invisible but very tangible. It is vibrating with certain energy fields that no other country can claim.
For almost ten thousand years, thousands of people have reached to the ultimate explosion of consciousness. Their vibration is still alive, their impact is in the very air; you just need a certain perceptivity, a certain capacity to receive the invisible that surrounds this strange land.
It is strange because it has renounced everything for a single search, the search for the truth.
In these pages, we are treated to a spellbinding vision of "the real India," the India that has given birth to enlightened mystics and master musicians, to the inspired poetry of the Upanishads and the breathtaking architecture of the Taj Mahal. We travel through the landscape of India's golden past with Alexander the Great and meet the strange people he met along the way. We are given a front-row seat in the proceedings of the legendary court of the Moghul Emperor Akbar, and an insider's view of the assemblies of Gautama the Buddha and his disciples.
In the process, we discover just what it is about India that has made it a magnet for seekers for centuries, and the importance of India's unique contribution to our human search for truth.
Beautifully illustrated with photos of some of India's most sacred places, India My Love is a mystery tour with me as guide and storyteller. In its pages we are taken on a journey through India's "golden past," and into its haunting presence. Along the way we are introduced to beggars and kings, wise men and fools, lovers and warriors, artists and scholars, and learn how each of them has contributed to the rich tapestry of mysticism and mystery that makes up India's unique contribution to our human search for truth.
For almost ten thousand years, thousands of people have reached to the ultimate explosion of consciousness. Their vibration is still alive, their impact is in the very air; you just need a certain perceptivity, a certain capacity to receive the invisible that surrounds this strange land.
It is strange because it has renounced everything for a single search, the search for the truth.
In these pages, we are treated to a spellbinding vision of "the real India," the India that has given birth to enlightened mystics and master musicians, to the inspired poetry of the Upanishads and the breathtaking architecture of the Taj Mahal. We travel through the landscape of India's golden past with Alexander the Great and meet the strange people he met along the way. We are given a front-row seat in the proceedings of the legendary court of the Moghul Emperor Akbar, and an insider's view of the assemblies of Gautama the Buddha and his disciples.
In the process, we discover just what it is about India that has made it a magnet for seekers for centuries, and the importance of India's unique contribution to our human search for truth.
Beautifully illustrated with photos of some of India's most sacred places, India My Love is a mystery tour with me as guide and storyteller. In its pages we are taken on a journey through India's "golden past," and into its haunting presence. Along the way we are introduced to beggars and kings, wise men and fools, lovers and warriors, artists and scholars, and learn how each of them has contributed to the rich tapestry of mysticism and mystery that makes up India's unique contribution to our human search for truth.
"A question to my self can i find my soul mate ?
Two little old ladies were chatting over the backyard fence. The first one boasted, “I went out with old man Cain last night and I had to slap him twice.”
“To stop him?” asked her friend.
“No,” she giggled, “to start him!”
Something is always possible. One thing that you need is: rather than searching for a soulmate, become a soul, become more conscious. When love is unconscious it is only lust and nothing else — a beautiful name for an ugly thing. When love is conscious, only then it is love. But how many people are conscious? When love is meditative, only then it is love.
And a meditative love will attract a meditative love energy. You get only what you deserve, remember, neither less nor more. You always get exactly that which you deserve. Existence is very just and very fair. So if you are not getting a soulmate, it is not going to help to frantically search for one. Rather look in. You are missing something in you — you are missing love qualities. You are not tender, you are not sensitive, you are not conscious. And you don’t know how to give without asking anything in return. Your love is a demand, there is a condition to it. It is a kind of exploitation. You want to use the other’s body, and no woman is ever happy if she is used — she hates it.
Millions of women hate their husbands for the simple reason that they feel used, as if they are just machines for your s*xual lust to be relieved so that you can have a good night’s sleep. No woman can ever respect you if she feels she is being used. Each being is an end unto himself. Never use a woman, never use a man, never use anybody. Nobody is a means for your purposes. Respect — love is a sharing, it is not using the other, it is not trying to snatch something from the other. On the contrary, it is giving wholeheartedly for no reason at all, just for the sheer joy of giving.
And then suddenly you will find one day you have found someone with whom your energies are in harmony, in accord. And it is a beautiful experience even to find a single person with whom you are in accord. And here you can find many persons with whom you are in accord.
You can’t imagine my ecstasy, because I am in accord with all of my sannyasins, in deep accord, a tremendous harmony. Then love reaches its highest peak. It is no more s*xual, it is pure prayer. And when love is prayer, you have found the soulmate.
But if your love is lust you can’t find a soulmate, you can only find some woman’s body. And the body is not going to help fulfill your longing. You need attunement with the soul, with the inner being, with the interiority of the woman or of the man.
“To stop him?” asked her friend.
“No,” she giggled, “to start him!”
Something is always possible. One thing that you need is: rather than searching for a soulmate, become a soul, become more conscious. When love is unconscious it is only lust and nothing else — a beautiful name for an ugly thing. When love is conscious, only then it is love. But how many people are conscious? When love is meditative, only then it is love.
And a meditative love will attract a meditative love energy. You get only what you deserve, remember, neither less nor more. You always get exactly that which you deserve. Existence is very just and very fair. So if you are not getting a soulmate, it is not going to help to frantically search for one. Rather look in. You are missing something in you — you are missing love qualities. You are not tender, you are not sensitive, you are not conscious. And you don’t know how to give without asking anything in return. Your love is a demand, there is a condition to it. It is a kind of exploitation. You want to use the other’s body, and no woman is ever happy if she is used — she hates it.
Millions of women hate their husbands for the simple reason that they feel used, as if they are just machines for your s*xual lust to be relieved so that you can have a good night’s sleep. No woman can ever respect you if she feels she is being used. Each being is an end unto himself. Never use a woman, never use a man, never use anybody. Nobody is a means for your purposes. Respect — love is a sharing, it is not using the other, it is not trying to snatch something from the other. On the contrary, it is giving wholeheartedly for no reason at all, just for the sheer joy of giving.
And then suddenly you will find one day you have found someone with whom your energies are in harmony, in accord. And it is a beautiful experience even to find a single person with whom you are in accord. And here you can find many persons with whom you are in accord.
You can’t imagine my ecstasy, because I am in accord with all of my sannyasins, in deep accord, a tremendous harmony. Then love reaches its highest peak. It is no more s*xual, it is pure prayer. And when love is prayer, you have found the soulmate.
But if your love is lust you can’t find a soulmate, you can only find some woman’s body. And the body is not going to help fulfill your longing. You need attunement with the soul, with the inner being, with the interiority of the woman or of the man.
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GOD, GOD, GOD.....
Well, perhaps realy GODESS, NO? Although I respect others' need for and comfort from the many organized religions, RC Deranged male homosexuals' toying with us during altar boy years, and the challenging life-long sequelae of such, seem to have cured me of any hankering toward such. But I still regularly visit places of worship of all sorts (last was the Lovely mosque and community nearby in our state university town), in a regrettable, but very human need for fellowship in the context of deep spirituality. But my concept of the Godhead is really quite different from what is typically pushed on the faithful, often by unctuous preacher types, who never seem to miss a meal. As a scientist, with pan interests in the crafts, when I consider, er ponder, the function of reality about and inside us, from string theory to dark energy, I feel forced to use the finely tuned meshing of it all to form a kind of scientific spiritual belief system. Just the fact that we seem to exist midway between Planck dimensions on both ends of it all completely blow me over. I simply just can't buy it, that without a directing, or at least initiating, greater force or intelligence, likely completely incomprehensible to our ken and levels of insights, (even allowing my run on sentences), things simply fall together on their own. Just a little too tight for me, this universe (es), even when it seems not to work 100%. When some species goes extinct, or cancer appears, is it really ever not part of its perfect plans? There, finally got it out and off my chest. V-Aa.
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