I Have Found The Heart


I will never leave this house of light,
I will never leave this blessed town
for here I have found my love
and here I will stay for the rest of my life.
If this world turns into a sea of trouble
I will brave the waves and steer the ship of my mind
To the safe shore of love.


If you are a seeker looking for profit,
Go on and may God be with you,
But I am not willing to exchange my truth;
I have found the heart and will never leave
This house of light.
~ Rumi
ghazal 1653; translated by Azima Melita Kolin and Maryam Mafi


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Here’s a few of my photos taken this Spring. I have been working on abstract photography for a few weeks now. These samples are some of the ones I really like. I thought I would post them along with the Rumi you tube, they sort of complement each other. Eve

 

 

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No Death, No Fear – Spirituality

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NO DEATH, NO FEAR

…The day my mother died, I wrote in my journal, “A serious misfortune of my life has arrived.” I suffered for more than one year after the passing away of my mother. But one night, in the highlands of Vietnam, I was sleeping in the hut in my hermitage. I dreamed of my mother. I saw myself sitting with her, and we were having a wonderful talk. She looked young and beautiful, her hair flowing down. It was so pleasant to sit there and talk to her as if she had never died. When I woke up it was about two in the morning, and I felt very strongly that I had never lost my mother. The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear. I understood then that the idea of having lost my mother was just an idea. It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.

l opened the door and went outside. The entire hillside was bathed in moonlight. It was a hill covered with tea plants. And my hut was set behind the temple halfway up. Walking slowly in the moonlight through the rows of tea plants, I noticed my mother was still with me. She was the moonlight caressing me as she had done so often, very tender, very sweet… wonderful! Each time my feet touched the earth I knew my mother was there with me. I knew this body was not mine alone but a living continuation of my mother and my father and my grandparents and great-grandparents. Of all my ancestors. These feet that I saw as “my” feet were actually “our” feet. Together my mother and I were leaving footprints in the damp soil.

From that moment on, the idea that I had lost my mother no longer existed. All I had to do was look at the palm of my hand, feel the breeze on my face or the earth under my feet to remember that my mother is always with me, available at any time…

~ Thich Nhat Hanh

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Goddess of The Ballad – Patti Boyd Marries Again – Video

aapattiWith Rod Weston – they’ve been together for almost 25 years. Congratulations!

Pattie is ten years older than her new husband but from the photos you wouldn’t think so. I’m sure Patti has had a few facials and make-overs just for this special day. I, for one, think she looks gorgeous. She was always my favourite Beatle lady, not just for her model looks, but because she always radiated something quite special. Patti, from what I knew about her, has always been a gracious lady.

I don’t know what her new husband does for a living. Does he write music? I doubt it. I’m sure if he did, he would write another song for Patti, although can any song ever compare to the two ( and perhaps more ) songs already written.

Today Patti is well known for her photography and, of course, her collection of early photos of the Beatles, especially George Harrison. She calls George her soul-mate but I now think she may have a new one. She is one lucky lady..  George Harrison - photo taken by Patti Boyd

George Harrison – photo taken by Patti Boyd

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George Harrison in the snow, at Friar Park – photographed by Pattie Boyd (images courtesy of Pattie’s official website http://thateventuality.tumblr.com/ )

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Patti and George dated and wed in January 1966. Patti served as inspiration for the classic Harrison song “Something” from the album Abbey Road (1969), as well as “I Need You” and “For You Blue,” from Help! (1965) and Let it Be (1970), respectively. A devotee of transcendental meditation, Boyd was responsible for introducing the band to the spiritual leader Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, whom would also have a profound effect on Harrison personally and professionally.

Something’, perhaps the most famous songs written for Patti Boyd.

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George Harrison was known to have liaisons outside his marriage, while his friend and collaborator, musician Eric Clapton, came to develop feelings for Boyd. Clapton penned the future Derek & the Domino’s classic ‘Layla for the object of his affections. In 1970, he shared the song with her at a flat and revealed to both Boyd and Harrison at a party that he was in love with her ; Boyd was dismayed, leaving the gathering with an angry Harrison.

Patti was romantically involved briefly with Clapton before returning to Harrison, though the marriage between the two eventually ended. She married Clapton in March of 1979. The two musicians were able to remain friends. Another song came forth with Boyd reportedly as muse –– Clapton’s “Wonderful Tonight.”

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The Real You – Alan Watts – Video

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“As the hand held before the eye conceals the greatest mountain, so the little earthly life hides from the glance the enormous lights and mysteries of which the world is full, and he who can draw it away from before his eyes, as one draws away a hand, beholds the great shining of the inner worlds.”

~Rabbi Nachman

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What a beautiful quote from Rabbi Nachman, and a good lead-in to one of Alan Watt’s greatest video talks.. Hope you enjoy. Eve


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Alan Watts – The Real You, a follow up to a previous post by Al Drucker, “Only God Is Real”

God Alone Is Real, Al Drucker – Early Devotees

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Here’s an interesting article from Al Drucker recently published on his website. (link provided.) I will provide more information on this post at a later date when I have the time. I am still away in India, this being my last week. I found here at the ashram as always, a sublime peace that  permeated everything, and everywhere. The vibes in the Mandir, hall and surrounding area remain as blissful as ever.


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The Highest Teachings of the Non-dual Vedanta

God alone is real. Besides the One God (who is also known as Brahman or Atma) nothing else exists. A world without God is utter illusion. Such a world can never exist. From the standpoint of Reality, a God-less world is nothing. No matter how real it may appear, it is totally illusory, a momentary perturbation in Eternity, signifying nothing.

On the other hand, when you see the world and yourself as firmly implanted in God Awareness, vitalized and governed by God Presence, your perception radically changes. As you become filled with God you become subsumed in God, and you, as you previously knew yourself within, disappear. Though you may continue for a time as a body, your separate identity as an individual in the world dissolves, and you shine forth as the unchanging God Awareness, the one universal person masquerading as the many.

As long as you live your whole life in the deluded state of separation, unaware of your non-dual Reality, you will see a world of variety, a world of many separate objects, countless beings and things outside of you. In your curiosity you ask the question, “Who created all this multiplicity, who caused this world of variety to spring forth?” You will hear stories of creation which attempt to answer that, and they may satisfy you for a moment. But they cannot give an enduring, believable, uncontroversial answer to your question. Why? Because your question makes no sense! Your question, “Who created all this variety?” is meaningless – precisely because there never was, is, or will be, any multiplicity in Truth. No being, force, circumstance or accident, produced a world of multiplicity. How could it have arisen? Where would it have come from?

The most likely candidate to spin out such a separative world is the egoic, dream-making wizardry of the human mind! But, despite its creation stories, multiplicity can never occur. The One remains as One. It’s just that you mistook It and spun it into the many.

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God, the Supreme Reality, did not change into a relative world, just as at dusk, a rope lying on the path did not suddenly change into a snake. In the twilight, you imagine the rope to be a frightful snake, and convince yourself the snake is really there, threatening you. But the rope is still a rope, and remains a rope. It’s just that you mistook it to be a snake.

In a similar way, God is God forever, but your ignorance of this fact made you see God as a world of many. In your deluded perception, you look on the One God, but unable to identify It, you concoct an illusory world in which you unknowingly label God by all the myriad worldly names and forms that you give meaning to. You believe all these to be real, but they are unreal, for no separate objects can exist in Reality. Only God exists.

You think you see an objective world outside of you, but there is nothing outside of you. What you see is always only what you yourself made up and projected to appear to be outside. Wherever you look, you always see only yourself. You see either your True Self, which is one with God, or your false self, which appears in the form of the objects and beings of the illusory world of separation. This latter path, driven by false perceptions, will keep you bound.

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Don’t subject yourself to that suffering! Correct your vision! Remove your delusion! Focus and dwell on God, who alone is real!

The world stands on one leg, Maya, namely, illusion. Kick down that leg and the whole world falls. Maya is not real. It is nothing. It disappears when you give it no further support and stop feeding it with your energy and belief.

You now experience the absence of this multiplicity, the disappearance of this world based on illusion, every day in deep sleep. But when you return to waking consciousness you do not hold on to that experience. That is a great tragedy! When you are deep asleep, what happens to your world? Where does all that multiplicity disappear to? What is the source of joy that sound sleep brings? Deep sleep keeps a tiny trace of the ego as a seed, a memento of the false world. When you awaken, you grab hold of that seed, and the next instant you again find yourself to be the same deluded individual you were before you fell asleep, again pestered by creatures of your own fantasies, imaginary boogeyman that you yourself made up!

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Sathya Sai Baba as I remember him

Sai Baba said, “I often tell you not to identify me with just this particular physical build-up; but you do not understand. You call me by only one name and believe I have only one form. But, there is no name I do not bear and there is no form that is not mine. And what is true for me is equally true for you.

You are God, you are the Atma, you are the One Self. You are not this temporary body or the separate personality it has identified with in the world. You are not an individual in a world of illusion. Correct your perception. It is said, ‘Dust if you think, dust you are; God if you think, God you are.’ Be the God you truly are! Nothing is ever outside of you. You, your Self, are God! Realize It and be happy!

– Based on a talk given by Sai Baba 11/24/62, and expanded on by Al Drucker, 4/1/15

Heartbreak – David Whyte


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Dear Folks –

I am still away in India with one more week to go. I think I’ve spent my time wisely considering most of the time the temps. have been in the high 30’s centigrade. I did get up early each morning to attend the chanting of the Vedas and the bhajans – both were delightful as always. Most of my days were spent in the ashram garden, where the birds sang their mantras and the butterflies were fluttering in the Neem trees, and the wading birds attending to fishing in the lily pond. I shall miss all of this dreadfully but i feel my physical strength is not up to more. (I wish it was).  Last night it rained and what a relief it has been. The morning (today) brought cooler weather and breezes. I bought pink roses, one for my hair, the other for the altar in the garden. (sigh) – I wish I could be as free at home –  Eve

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I saw grief drinking a cup of sorrow and called out, “It tastes sweet, does it not?”

“You’ve caught me,” grief answered, “and you’ve ruined my business. How can I sell sorrow when you know it’s a blessing?” ~ Rumi


“When there’s no getting over that rainbow, when the smallest of dreams won’t come true….” – Yes, I’ve been there, haven’t you? The need to reach out and touch another, and yet that ‘other’ is not able to deal with us or our pain. Perhaps their own pain is all too much. Who knows. We often befriend the most unlikely people and for all the wrong reasons. What were we thinking of ?  The truth is, we often don’t think at all on these matters. Now it’s time to let go and move on. For when we don’t let go, a relationship can  become bad, or even toxic to the point of despair.  The Great Wisdom Masters tell us: “Our good friends are our gifts in life. Others are our painful lessons.”

I concur with this.  But even painful lessons pass, although perhaps etched on our hearts forever more. David Whyte has written this beautiful piece, on ‘Heartbreak’, that I want to share with you.


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Heartbreak is unpreventable; the natural outcome of caring for people and things over which we have no control, of holding in our affections those who inevitably move beyond our line of sight. Heartbreak begins the moment we are asked to let go but cannot. In other words, it colors and inhabits and magnifies each and every day.

Heartbreak is not a visitation, but a path that human beings follow through even the most average lifetime. Heartbreak is our indication of sincerity: in a love relationship, in work, in trying to learn a musical instrument, in the attempt to shape a better, more generous self. Heartbreak is the beautifully helpless side of love and affection and is just as much an essence and emblem of care as the spiritual athlete’s quick but abstract ability to let go.

Heartbreak has its own way of inhabiting time and its own beautiful and trying patience in coming and going. Heartbreak is inescapable, yet we use the word ‘heartbreak’ as if it only occurs when things have gone wrong: an unrequited love, a shattered dream, a child lost before their time. Heartbreak, we hope, is something we hope we can avoid; something to guard against, a chasm to be carefully looked for and then walked around. The hope is to find a way to place our feet where the elemental forces of life will keep us in the manner to which we want to be accustomed and which will keep us from the losses that all other human beings have experienced without exception since the beginning of conscious time.

But heartbreak may be the very essence of being human, of being on the journey from here to there, and of coming to care deeply for what we find along the way…

From the upcoming Third Readers’ Circle Essay – ‘HEARTBREAK’

Mirrors – Spirituality

PenguinsWe, so often in life, serve as mirrors for one another. We look to our relatives to find out whether we are loveable, look to others  to see if we are capable of being loved. We want to know we carry an innate radiance within ourselves. And what a tremendous gift, to enable someone’s return to the awareness of their own loveliness.

When we see the goodness in others, we enable them to ‘flower from within’, and of self-blessings. This is what ‘Metta’ is all about, really. It’s the reteaching of loveliness to all we come in contact with. I cannot write too much on Metta because I am not the best practitioner of the art. Here is something I found recently that I hope you will enjoy.

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Koala Creativity — for me — that’s where the power is, that’s where the healing is. Even if you don’t consider yourself an artist, to make something that is beautiful and not destructive, or to make something that is useful and not destructive, that’s the healing power of the artist.

For me, as someone who spends so much time in solitude, it has been about making actual objects—making stories and making quilts. And making friends with somebody, that’s very good too. And we, all together, make political movements; we make changes in society.
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we live in a culture that bombards us with destructive images that are killing us

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One of our big problems is that we live in a culture that bombards us with destructive images that are killing us.

I think that children are battered so badly by destructive, negative images from television, mainly, and the movies, that they often have no idea that they can ‘create’ in a way that’s not destructive. They actually think that creation itself is destructive. That’s a terrible place for us to find ourselves in, where our children really believe that.
– Alice Walker

The Parable of the Light Princess (Jewish) – Myths and Legends

Hi folks, having a lovely time here in Prasanthi. The gardens are exquisite and full of bouganvillas, butterflys and beauty. Don’t really want to leave here it is such a treat after the cold winters in Europe.

Here is one of my favourite parables from years ago. Happy Ugadi – New Year !!


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I love this short story. Actually it’s a parable within the Jewish Faith. I have had it at the back of the blog for sometime now, where it is not seen. Hopefully bringing it to the front page will be a good way of sharing it.. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

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There was once a long time ago, a lovely princess who made her home in the Temple In Jerusalem. She was not an ordinary princess, oh no, she was very special for she was made of light.

Her father, was the ruler of the world and made his home in a heavenly palace. There he had two thrones, a throne of justice and another throne of mercy. Because he was a good and wise ruler, he used the thrones to make the laws. When he sat on the throne of justice, he was stern and very strict. When he sat on the throne of mercy he was a forgiving and loving ruler. The king had sent his princess into the world to give out blessings and light.

Most of the time the princess was invisible, although people could sense her presence, and once in a while they saw her in visions and sometimes in dreams.

Sometimes she appeared as a princess and sometimes as a lovely bride and at other times she would appear as a saintly person, she could sometimes be seen hovering over the Temple. Then the people would gather together and say to each other, ‘the princess is with us!’ Whenever she appeared they would utter prayers, for they knew that as long as the princess was there, her father the king, was also protecting them.

While the Temple stood in Jerusalem, the princess of light was always happy, her days were full of blessings.

But when the Temple was torn down, the princess was sorrowful. She saw how the people of Jerusalem were forced to leave their homes and decided she would also leave the Temple and go into exile with the people.


Her father called upon all the princes in the world to go and find her


When her father learned that she had left the Temple and gone into exile, he called upon all the princes in the world to go and find her and to report back to him with news to where the princess was. He promised the prince who found her that he would wed him to the princess. He foretold that on the day of the marriage, all the people in the world would celebrate their marriage.

Now all the princes wanted to marry the princess whose father was the ruler of the world. Each went his separate way in search of the princess. Some looked to the North, others to the East, a few went to the South, and others to the West. They searched every town and village, in every house and under every bed. But even though they searched everywhere, they could not find her.

At last there was but one prince left who had not searched for the princess. Now it was his chance to go and look and he could not turn down the quest. Before he set out into the world, he went around his castle saying to himself, ‘Where is it that the princess is so well-hidden, yet the same time always with her people?’

This prince sought out a wise rabbi and the rabbi said, ‘There is only one thing in the world that is always with our people, and that thing is the holy book, the Torah.’ ‘Well’ said the prince, ‘you must teach me the words of the holy book.’ The rabbi agreed.

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The prince had to study the Torah for many years before he was able to master it, but a day came when he had become such a master of the teachings, that he was able to find out where the princess was hidden.

And as was the case, his search came to an end one day while he was reading the holy book. For all of a sudden he glimpsed the princess hidden in the sacred words of the Torah. The prince as he became filled with wisdom was able to see the shining brightness of the princess in the holy words, and his eyes were filled with luster.

Now the prince knows where the princess is hidden, he is determined to set her free. And when he does, her father the ruler of the world will keep his promise to rebuild the Temple in Jerusalem, that was once her home and on the day of their wedding the whole world will celebrate.


-retold by moi from the Original.