Mystics

Are you a real Indian?
A real Indian is In Dhyan

das Eine Auge
sieht alles ausser sich selbst-
sieht sich in Allem,-
sieht kein nicht-selbst,
‚selbst’ löst sich auf mangels kontrast,
‚Sehen’ bleibt bestehen’


The One Eye
sees everything except itself-
sees itself in all,
sees no no-self.
Self dissolves for lack of contrast,
‘Seeing’ remains

who are we ?
elusive, ever elusive,
bis zur Offenbarung von Liebe im Augenblick,
im Blick der Augen

Tara wisdom-

Question: ‘Where do thoughts come from?’
Answer: Right here – where the ‘Where’ arises. Jump onto this Where without delay!
Catchsee it,- as it arises out of nothing, like a fish jumping out of bubbling waves.
See, how waves change form to be anything else instantly.
There - right here - is the Lions lair.
Hunting the Lion to his lair –
and he simply dissolves .

Mantra of the Mystics:
OM Mani Padme Humor

Wowed by those dogods...

Tukaram

First he looked confused*

I could not lie anymore so
I started to call my dog “God”.
First he looked confused,

then he started smiling,
then he even
danced.

I kept at it: now he doesn’t even bite.

I am wondering if this
might work on
people?

Tukaram

A delirious gang*

A delirious gang
of club-bearing ants surrounded an elephant’s house
and started shouting,

“You better watch out!”

I understand exactly what the elephant then thought:

Scholars you are lucky
I am always
in a good
mood.

Tukaram

Landlocked in fur*

I was meditating with my cat the other day
and all of a sudden she shouted,
“What happened?!”

I knew exactly what she meant, but encouraged
her to say more - feeling that if she got it all out on the table
she would sleep better that night.

So I responded, “Tell me more, dear,”
and she soulfully meowed:

“Well, I was mingled with the sky. I was comets
whizzing here and there. I was suns in heat, hell-I was
galaxies. But now look-I am
landlocked in fur.”

To this I said, ”I know exactly what
you mean.”

What to say about conversation between
mystics?

Rumi

Hey*

The grass beneath the tree is content
and silent.

A squirrel holds an acorn in its praying hands,
offering thanks, it looks like.

The nut tastes sweet;
I bet the prayer spiced it up somehow.

The broken shell falls on the grass,
and the grass looks up and says,
‘Hey’.
And the squirrel looks down and says:
’Hey’.

I have been saying ’Hey’ lately too,
to God.

Formalities just weren’t
working.

Here and Now

whats the New Way ?

no way ?
Wu Wei?
Nuveau ?
new,- Wo?
No where?
and nothing, my dear ?
neither Norway,
nor wordplay ?
just This,
now and here ?

Rabia al Adabyia
A vase*

I am always holding a priceless vase in my hands.

If you asked me about
the deeper truths of the path
and I told you the answers,

it would be like handing sacred relics to you.

But most have their hands tied behind their back;
that is- most are not free of events their eyes have seen
and their ears have heard,
their bodies have felt.

Most cannot focus their abilities
in the present, and
might drop
what I said.

So I’ll wait; and I don’t mind waiting
until your love for all
makes luminous
the Now.

nothing compares to holding the Beloved´s hand in silence

bridge of silence
schick ich Gedanken auf den Weg zu Dir
stehen die Götter laechelnd Spalier

Antwort dann Stille- heitere Ruh,
-auch die Goetter schliessen die Augen zu-

:at ease and at home, egal wo in der Welt,
hierjetzt an der Quelle,- nichts, was da fehlt

A house in the clouds near lake Mansarovar
with Kailash’ s mystical majesty radiating pure essence :
nothingness’ luminous presence !

clouds passing by,
house passing by,
lake and mountain, mere casualties of time !
and luminous presence and nothing and essence
merge and disappear –
into now and here

Fare for the ferryman
Q: What do we take from here to our next life?
A: We take silence, bliss, moments of deep love
- our existential understanding.
The more understanding the more compassion,
two sides of the same coin. This coin pays for the karmic bill.
Make sure you have one on your tongue for the ferry man.

immer Meer

GROSSE Wellen im Sekundentakt :
das Meer wird immer mehr !
Ein Mensch -sein Körper- freut sich sehr,
in frische Freude eingepackt
entsteigt verjuengt den schnellen Wellen,
-in gleiss'gem Surf, in überhellem weissem Licht,
durch rausch’ge Gischt und kornig’ Sand –
bestapft, betanzt das neue Land

Zeitlos verlor’n im Jetzt,
gedankenlos und leicht,
unbegründet, un-erreicht,
nur als Geschenk der Existenz :
zu sein, der nackte, pure Mensch,-
schwebend, gebend im Empfangen
der Gegenwart - und kein Verlangen

no shore, no other shore
this shore : the other shore
right here, right now

Hafiz
Just sit here right now*

Just
sit here right now.
Don’t do a thing. Just rest.

For your
separation from Divine Nature
is the hardest work in this world.

Let me bring you trays of food and something
that you like to
drink.

You can use my soft words
as a cushion
for your
head.

Targeting now

Ordinary aiming = missing
Cleverly missed : shoot and draw a target around the arrow afterwards
Love : let go of aiming – falling into the lake of the heart
–a target appears in concentric ripples

Im Kaleidoskop des Bewusstseins wird die Welt zum Mandala

-----------------------in the world ------------------------