Monday, 23 September 2019

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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