The lone remaining wall Of a long-since fallen house, No more inside, no more outside, No more trespass for the mouse; Where a doorway and five windows Allow the winds to pass Unobstructed as they billow Through the woods, across the grass; Where sun and moon and starshine Illuminate the scene For all the folk that pass it by When wandering in the green. "I wonder who the person was Who built this mighty house, That's now a bramble garden And a home for grub and louse?" A broken ridge and rafters smashed Lie strewn across the floor And all that stands, quite ownerless, Five windows and a door. – Chithurst, 1983 Remember, to know Yourself, return to the silence before words.
This series will offer direct pointers to the natural state. What these pointers do is illuminate the way – revealing the cul-de-sacs or false paths. It is easy to become lost in the variety of mystical experience; yet these pointers bring you back again and again to the correct direction. The natural state can never be described, as this would make it simply another object in consciousness, splitting the unified field into subject (seeker) and object ( realization ). Instead, these pointers have the effect of eroding the false, dissolving the mistaken sense of self-identity and creating the conditions for the return to the non-dual state. . Although apparent phenomena manifest as diversity --- yet this diversity is non-dual. And of all the multiplicity of individual things that exist, none can be confined in a limited concept. Staying free from the trap of any attempt to say 'it's like this', or 'like that', it becomes clear that all mani...
One needs to look at everything that moves within the field of mind. This must not be a superficial inquiry but one carried out with one’s entire being. One has to be watchful to catch every thought as it arises – follow its trajectory – how it comes up, moves and ends. Then one will begin to realize that the entire movement of thought is habitual and mechanical. Only through attentive watchfulness will this mechanical and compulsive movement of thought, lose its momentum and finally come to an end. In such ending one will discover a mysterious momentum of quietude. If one wants peace, creativity and love, one has to undertake this inward journey. One may be clever, but mere cleverness will not lead to that state of peace and ecstasy which is the very basis of life. -- Dada Gavand Remember, to know Yourself, return to the silence before words.