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Originally posted by Katrine
And gently....(because Devine Love IS gentle with us if we allow it)....the emptiness transforms into emptifullness. What was felt as loneliness is the fullness that happens when one is alone with.......that which I cannot even name. I always cry when coming to this.........
Ok....that was all ananda.....bless you and thanks for being so open
Hi Katrine, Ananda & All,
Beautiful conversation, here - thank you, all.
Katrine - your words "I always cry when coming to this" are what moved me to post.
I believe you know of Adyashanti? I'm not sure if you've seen any of his videos; if not - maybe watch one or two on YouTube - and the following anecdote may have even stronger resonance for you (than it may, if you're not familiar with Adya's personality and "style".)
Basically: Adyashanti is a very light-hearted guy; he smiles and laughs a lot -- and makes it clear that he is clearly enjoying himself, essentially, every moment.
So --- light-hearted Adya was in the middle of conducting satsang dialog ... and the topic of lineage came up ... the context being that Adya refers to his teachers (Arvis Justi & Kwong Roshi) often, but doesn't often mentioned lineage.
"Lineage" being the line of enlightened teachers who kept/keep the flame of the dharma (as they say in Zen) burning through hundreds and hundreds if not thousands of years, through some of the darkest, non-enlightenment-oriented times and circumstances of history .... so that it is still burning brightly today .. so that enlightenment is readily available ... more so than ever ... for all who wish to drink from the living waters ... in order to become the overflowing of the living waters enlivening the living waters ... the outpouring of divine loving ....
And, during this one satsang, Adya started to speak ... said, "I ..." ... and then stopped, and got very quiet, for a while (it was one of his longest "silences", longer than you'll see in his videos ... usually they're ten-seconds-ish .... this one was much longer .... maybe a full minute or so).
He opened his eyes, and they were brimming with tears -- the only time I've seen this with Adya, in four years of weekly satsang with him (and tears are running down my cheeks, and dripping onto my forearms, as I type these words ..... and wearing a loopy grin ..... and relishing the knowing of the sweetness ....)
And with his eyes brimming with tears, Adya said (paraphrasing, but almost word-for-word) ...
"I don't often speak of lineage ... and the reason I don't ... is because the gratitude is so overwhelming, it's difficult for me to speak of it without weeping."
And then he smiled, and added softly, and with infinite reverence:
"Just ....... so ..... much ....... gratitude."
Me, too.
It's amazing.
And my eyes are brimming all over again ...... realized teachers, gurus, living masters .... those who stood up for love, in "every place, every time" as Live's song (They Stood Up For Love) says .... who dedicated their lives ... in order that we might have life, and have it "more abundantly" .... that we might become living beings knowing ourselves as eternal being ... living ... unbound ... no longer trapped in the sad parody of a thought-dream that the ego-mind thinks of as being "alive".
So, yes, the tears are part of it.
A beautiful, sweet, deliciously living part of this wholeness we call home ... this wholeness we are .... the wholeness of AUM.
And the "desert" of the emptiness is a tough one ... until recognizing self as all of it ... as the living loving allness here now.
One.
Complete.
Overflowing.
Home.
The encouraging part:
Every tradition knows of it .... (the desert) ... and depicts it as a desert, as exile, as captivity.
And every tradition teaches of what is beyond the desert --- the garden, paradise, wholeness, home -- This-I-Now.
When the emptiness empties all the way .... it is realized and savored as wholeness.
It is not seen differently ...... it IS different (than the perception of the emptiness).
Reality is whole(ness) in ways that thought-mind can't comprehend (not "yours", not "mine", not "anyone's").
Reality is literally ONE.
Loneliness and emptiness are not only absent -- they are no longer mistakenly perceived to be part of reality.
ONE cannot be lonely, or separate or partial.
"I've" been there .... "I" may be again .... who knows?
Perception of contraction doesn't change reality; reality can't be changed.
Perception of contraction is nothing more than the contraction of perception within the wholeness we each and all are, now -- the ever-expanding wholeness we each and all are becoming, now.
We can dream we are separate.
We cannot be separate; not really.
Both/ONE - Being/Becoming - Ehieh Asher Ehieh (as God-self said to Moses-self, atop Mountain-self) - "I Am That I Will Be".
All I can say is: after a certain point, ego-mind gets increasingly more difficult to believe in, in any way.
This wholeness just IS.
No "big-dealness", no loneliness, no "outside" ..... but in a way that is unspeakably more normal-than-normal .... and complete.
Complete in and as reality - complete in a way partial-mind can *never* get --- it's partial-mind ... it *can't*.
Letting go of partial-mind feels like the most suicidal thing an ego-mind can do.
Apparently, it is.
It feels like emptiness and aloneness at times.
It feels like dying at times.
It feels like crucifixion at times.
When you feel these things, know this:
You've come far .... not just farther than you think .... farther than you can think.
You're almost home.
All the way home.
HOME - in/as Reality.
What does reality feel like?
It's not about what it feels like .... that shifts, as "feels like" always does.
It's about knowing-being the wholeness, the living fulness, always-now.
It feels like ever-living, now.
It feels a lot like resurrection, now-ever, ever-now.
And I'm not over-stating it, as some of you reading this may be living-knowing.
Words, thoughts, partial-mind .... aren't even capable of reaching the understatement of this .... let alone over-statement.
Is it really "all that"?
Infinitely better: I'm really all THIS.
You, too.
Tattvam Asi (You Are That).
If I could sum up the teachings of several millenia of enlightened sages from every tradition, it would be with these words:
They're Not Kidding.
A few years in the desert can easily feel like forty.
To write from where I'm writing this post ..... I'd "do the desert" for a hundred thousand years.
And I'd call it a bargain.
The best I've ever had.
In the Joy of the Reality of the Living Results of AYP,
Kirtanman