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Avadhuta Gita
I am beyond the distinctions of night
and day
I cannot be split into parts
I never wake from within my self
I am never not awake
I am never moved by thought at all
I never try to be pure
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
I am neither the lord, nor am I not
the lord
I am the formless self
I am beyond the presence or absence
of the mind
I am the formless self
Know well that I am free of
everything
I am the formless self
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
I am a house that is empty
What may I say of that
I do everything, yet I do nothing
What can I say of that
I am always in the even state
I am the formless self
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
I am beyond being a soul or not a
soul
I am forever shining forth
I am beyond being a cause or not a
cause
I am forever shining forth
I am beyond both nirvana and bondage
I am forever shining forth
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
Unlimited by a beginning
I am forever shining forth
Unlimited by the continuing play
I am forever shining forth
Unlimited by the destruction of all
I am forever shining forth
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
Though you may be spoken of
You have neither name or form
Whether you are divided or undivided
There is nothing here but you
Oh mind, Oh shameless wandering mind
Why do you weary yourself so
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
Why do you weep and moan my friend
There is no old age or death for you
Why do you weep and moan my friend
There is no pain of birth for you
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You cannot be touched at all
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You have no form of your own
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You cannot be deformed
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You can never become old
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You can never lose your youth
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You can never lose your mind
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You have no organ of the senses
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You cannot be touched by lust
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You cannot be touched by greed
Why do you weep and moan my friend
You cannot be touched by infatuations
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
You and I are not attached to this
world of ephemeral forms
It is only the shameless mind that
divides the one into parts
Division and non-division are the
same to you and to me
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
There’s no object of worship in your
heart or in the state of Samadhi
There’s no object of worship in your
heart or in the objective world
There’s no object of worship in your
heart
I am beyond both place and time
I am nectarian knowledge, unchanging
bliss,
I am everywhere like space
~*~
Avadhuta Gita is a Hindu text based
on the principles of Advaita Vedanta (nondualism). It has been dated to
approximately the 9th or 10th century. The singer of the Avadhuta Gita (gita =
‘song’) is Dattatreya, an Avadhuta.
Avadhuta is a Sanskrit term referring
to a type of mystic or saint who is beyond egoic-consciousness. Such
personalities ‘roam free like a child upon the face of the Earth’. An Avadhuta
does not identify with their mind or body or ‘names and forms’. Such a person
is held to be pure ‘consciousness’ in human form.
nectarian – ancient; sweet as nectar
Thursday, 31 July 2014
Aakhan Jor - Snatam Kaur
Complete Mantra:
Aakhan jor, Chupai neh jor,
Jor na mangan dayn na jor
Jor na jeevan maran neh jor
Jor na raaj maal man sor
Jor na surtee giaan vechaar
Jor na jugatee chutai sansaar
Jis hath jor kar vekhai so-i
Nanak utam neech na ko-i
Language: Gurmukhi
Source: Siri Guru Granth Sahib
Author: Guru Nanak Dev Ji
Translation:
No power to speak, no power to keep silent.
No power to beg, no power to give.
No power to live, no power to die.
No power to rule, with wealth and occult mental powers.
No power to gain intuitive understanding, to contemplate spiritual wisdom.
No power to find the way to escape from the world.
He alone has the Power in his hands, he watches over all.
O Nanak, no one is high or low
Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Synchronicity
Patience is good.
Synchronicity is better.
Patience can be defined as
bearing or enduring without complaint. It is the act of "giving time"
to that which will come to fruition. It is the hope of things to come.
Note that patience implies the
waiting game, that is, "I don't have it now, but with time it will come to
me." For example, suppose I have plans to work in my garden this morning.
However, a storm has appeared and the weather prohibits me from tending to the
garden. I can say to myself, "I will be patient and in due time I will be
able to work in my garden." And wait I will. And I can easily become
anxious, as I sit and watch the weather pass by, waiting, waiting and waiting
furthermore.
On the other hand,
synchronicity is that which knows no waiting or enduring. It recognizes that
all is complete in the moment. It provides all in this very moment. It knows
there is a perfect time and place for all, and one who experiences
synchronicity knows of the harmony between the person and the completeness of
the moment. One in synchronicity is not waiting for the rain to stop so that
the garden may be tilled, but instead appreciates the rain in all its splendour,
along with the situation that it creates in the moment.
Instead of tending to the
garden, the fall of the rain may give me reason to sit down a write a letter to
an old friend. So rather than focusing on what could be done, I instead focus
on that which is in the moment and what is given to me irrespective of my plans
or wishes.
From a separation
consciousness point of view, patience is that which fills the chasm of time.
From the position of now, I project that I want something to occur that is
currently in the position of later. There is a chasm -- between the present and
the future. That is the "reality" of time that we create in our
heads, and yet time is not real. Or, it is real only so far as we construct it
out of our separation consciousness.
Synchronicity works in the
now and only in the now. It is the result of full acceptance and allowance of
life and its quality of flow. It is born from the stillness of the mind, in
listening to that which is brought to us by the universe. It is the natural
flow of life, irrespective of our conditioning, our wants and our plans. When
we drop the thinking, that which is beyond thought is allowed to manifest
itself in our experience. And the quality of such manifestation is Perfection,
is synchronistic and is divine. It's getting out of the way for The Way.
Synchronicity is the essence
of unity consciousness, a quality of the natural flow of life. The flower
blooms in perfect synchronicity with the natural elements of the sun, the
water, the wind and the soil. It does hope to bloom in the winter, nor does it
have plans or wishes to bloom during the cold months. Instead, it lives in a
synchronistic relationship with all elements in its experience and grows when
it is best for it to be supported by the elements, and vice versa. It blooms at
its perfect time, in harmony with that which surrounds it and interrelates with
it.
Patience is waiting. How can
one be complete if one is waiting for that which is not yet evident? Even
patient waiting is waiting. Like the passenger in the train station awaiting
the arrival of his train, he may be on the constant outlook for the appearance
of the train down the tracks. In his constant glances down the track, he is
anxious and in desire of that which is not yet in his experiential field.
Instead, he may have a seat on a station bench, taking pleasure in watching
lilies sway in the field across the tracks. And as he does so, lo and behold,
the train will come into his awareness in its own time. And it is in that
moment he can bring his awareness to the arrival of the train. It is in the
moment.
Synchronicity is a gift of
the universe, available to use in every moment. It is the subtle and sweet
music of existence that we can hear if we only listen. If we attend only to the
clamouring of our minds, we will be unable to manifest the harmonious flow of
synchronicity from unity consciousness. Our dance to this synchronistic flow is
experiential ecstasy. It is the effortless dance of the self with the universe.
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Thursday, 20 December 2012
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