Friday June 10, 2005 13:21

The present object shall give you this sense of stillness that follows a pageant which has just gone by. What splendid distance, what recesses of ineffable pomp and loveliness in the sunset! But who can go where they are, or lay his hand or plant his foot thereon? Off they fall from the round world forever and ever. It is the same among the men and women, as among the silent trees; always a referred existence, an absence, never a presence and satisfaction.

Emerson ('Nature', from Essays: Second Series, 1844)

Wednesday June 8, 2005 20:05

Once we have reached a higher goal,
We must try to remain there,
Until we are called to reach an even higher goal.

Sri Chinmoy

Friday May 20, 2005 10:09

New site of interest to visitors is Write Spirit.net run by Richard Pettinger co-editor of Poetseers.org

Tuesday May 17, 2005 10:35

O Soul, I am your body. I am thirty-six years old today.
I wish to learn from you.
"Do good."

O Soul, I am your vital. I am nineteen years old.
I want to learn from you.
"Be good."

O Soul, I am your mind. I am sixty years old.
I need to learn from you.
"See good."

O Soul, I am your heart. I am four years old.
Please tell me the secret.
"Remain good."

O Soul, your body again.
What do you do with your boundless Love?
"I distribute my boundless Love
To ever-expanding horizons."

O Soul, your vital again.
What do you do with your Infinite Peace?
"I feed the teeming vasts of the
Past, Present and Future with my Infinite Peace."

O Soul, your mind again.
What do you do with your Vision of the
Ever-transcending Beyond?
"I feather the Golden Nest of my Reality's
Infinitude with my Vision of the ever-transcending Beyond."

O Soul, once more your heart.
Tell me your absolute secret, please.
"I live for the Supreme and for the Supreme alone.
This is my Absolute Secret."

Sri Chinmoy

From "Songs of the Soul"

Thursday May 12, 2005 8:50

I Trust You
Rumi

The soul is a newly skinned hide, bloody and gross.
Work on it with manual discipline,
and the bitter tanning acid of grief.

You'll become lovely and very strong.
If you can't do this work yourself, don't worry.
You don't have to make a decision, one way or another.

The Friend, who knows a lot more than you do,
will bring difficulties and grief and sickness,
as medicine, as happiness, as the moment

when you're beaten, when you hear Checkmate,
and can finally say with Hallaj's voice,
I trust you to kill me.

Trans. Coleman Barks

Monday May 9, 2005 7:07 PM
The heroic deeds of the Self-Transcendence 6 and 10 day runners are now stories to be told to inspire us and our friends and brothers and sisters throughout our worlds. The numbers of miles they accumulated are but one aspect of their adventure. Their ability to go beyond what the mind thinks as possible is a constant reminder that if we open ourselves to possibility we can realise and achieve more.

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