02-01-2011, 08:08 PM
You mind is not your mind or my mind or their mind. Instead it is: The Mind. It is an ancient Mind that is in great need of repair.
Extraneous negative thoughts are not originating from you. The thoughts originate from The Mind.
LOVE is the only Truth all other truths are little truths until proven otherwise. There are always an infinite number of little truths to be proven to be otherwise. It is a never ending process of futility.
Consciousness is the Divine Presence. This is the place to cultivate the Expansion of Awareness. The Mind can not expand.
Consciousness is the place of worship. Consciousness is the sacred text. Consciousness is the way. Consciousness is the place of sacrifice. Consciousness is the fire. Consciousness is the place of ritual union. Consciousness is the place of Samahhi. Consciousness is the Awakening. Consciousness is time. Consciousness is space. Consciousness is the jar, the vessel out of which flows the divine.
What does the worshiper do? He cleans the temple. How? By asking all who have been sitting there forever to leave so he can sweep, through fresh water drawn from the river on the stones, scatter rose petals. Very quickly, the worshiper takes count of those sitting in his consciousness who refuse to leave the temple. Why? because, like us, they are afraid. It is because of the fear theat the consciousness remains cluttered. Not the little fears, easy to define, not he fear of this or that, but the great fundamental fear, which is the fragile terrain on which we construct all our dreams, and which, one day or another, paralyzes us and destroys what we have constructed with so much care.
The day to act arrives. You purify yourself... You feel alive and full of determination. You draw fresh water, take a broom, gather a basket of rose petals,a nd enter the temple of consciousness. That is meditation: to enter fresh, the mind alive and alert in the temple of consciousness. You see them, all seated, immobile, anchored in the ground, fossilized.. They have loved you so much, spared you so much. Since you were very young, their voices have guided you. Even now, at this moment, as they watch you enter, ready to clean, freshen, and scent, they talk to you and you listen: 'Listen this is what we think...'
But in this instant, you know that you have listened too much, that these stone colored men are ther only to keep you from scattering the roses and the fresh water. That all is not going so well..." (Tantric Quest, An Encounter with Absolute Love, Daniel Odier. pgs 42-44)
I bless you with Love--
fairyfarmgirl
Extraneous negative thoughts are not originating from you. The thoughts originate from The Mind.
LOVE is the only Truth all other truths are little truths until proven otherwise. There are always an infinite number of little truths to be proven to be otherwise. It is a never ending process of futility.
Consciousness is the Divine Presence. This is the place to cultivate the Expansion of Awareness. The Mind can not expand.
Consciousness is the place of worship. Consciousness is the sacred text. Consciousness is the way. Consciousness is the place of sacrifice. Consciousness is the fire. Consciousness is the place of ritual union. Consciousness is the place of Samahhi. Consciousness is the Awakening. Consciousness is time. Consciousness is space. Consciousness is the jar, the vessel out of which flows the divine.
What does the worshiper do? He cleans the temple. How? By asking all who have been sitting there forever to leave so he can sweep, through fresh water drawn from the river on the stones, scatter rose petals. Very quickly, the worshiper takes count of those sitting in his consciousness who refuse to leave the temple. Why? because, like us, they are afraid. It is because of the fear theat the consciousness remains cluttered. Not the little fears, easy to define, not he fear of this or that, but the great fundamental fear, which is the fragile terrain on which we construct all our dreams, and which, one day or another, paralyzes us and destroys what we have constructed with so much care.
The day to act arrives. You purify yourself... You feel alive and full of determination. You draw fresh water, take a broom, gather a basket of rose petals,a nd enter the temple of consciousness. That is meditation: to enter fresh, the mind alive and alert in the temple of consciousness. You see them, all seated, immobile, anchored in the ground, fossilized.. They have loved you so much, spared you so much. Since you were very young, their voices have guided you. Even now, at this moment, as they watch you enter, ready to clean, freshen, and scent, they talk to you and you listen: 'Listen this is what we think...'
But in this instant, you know that you have listened too much, that these stone colored men are ther only to keep you from scattering the roses and the fresh water. That all is not going so well..." (Tantric Quest, An Encounter with Absolute Love, Daniel Odier. pgs 42-44)
I bless you with Love--
fairyfarmgirl