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World Without You

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     The world is quite capable of existing without you. Grok this. Step back and repose in a sabbath of pure awareness. Creation flowers without your attempt to improve it. And you too are infinite, without any effort to improve yourself. Grok this. Un-clutch the world, release your clasp, relinquish the holding in your shoulders, your chest and belly, even for a single exhalation, even for the pause in a pulse of your left ventricle. Be “in the beginning” again. The last step is returning to the first. In original innocence, attention comes home. An ineffable sound arises, so softly, from the empty bell, ringing in your solar plexus since before creation, prior to any Word that divided matter from anti-matter, God from Man, Goddess from Woman. This is the music of the heart, Anahata, the unstruck sound that heals before any wounding. Take a sabbatical from the effort to untie the knot. You ARE the entanglement of all in all, and it is untangled by its own Wholene...

HUM

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   Before the invention of thoughts we sang ourselves to sleep.The day melted back into humming, the humming into silence, silence into a breath of the Beloved. Of course the stars were not yet born, and the moon was still inside you. Lay your head on my shoulder now. Listen with all your heart, and I will teach you nothing. A Vedic text declares: “Adau Bhagavan Shabda rasahi: in the beginning, the Lord created the universe through a stream of sound.” I know you have a very subtle esoteric sadana to practice, but before you meditate, don’t forget to Hum. Om is too stuffy, just Hum like a bee. Hum beyond thinking, shattering the chrysalis of your intellect. Hum through every atom of your body, every photon of your light. Humming will strengthen your immune system, and dissolve your weary mind, so that above is below, and without is within. Hum the catastrophic dissolution of all distances into the nectar of bliss. ...

The Bridal Chamber

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    Fall into your heart. Rest. Pulsate. It is astonishing when the heart falls in love with itself, gazing into the mirror of its own awareness, and you discover the Beloved whom you sought for lifetimes outside you, here waiting to gaze back from deeper inside than your own soul. You do not have to seek the Beloved anymore. Just look into the one who has been seeking. For the Beloved has always been waiting to gaze back from the mirror I Am. This is why, when God told Moses the divine Name, it was doubled, repeated twice, as you are to yourself: I Am that I Am.  Is this not the sound of your own heartbeat? "I Am, I Am, I Am..." We completely miss the sweet flavor of Truth when we speak of non-duality as opposed to duality, as if they are two different things. They are not. How could they be two if all is one?  Divine relationship vibrates in the unity of silence.  In the One has always been a divine Other. Here is what God is always doing in the depths of your...

Tavern Of Awakening

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Saint Julian Press is proud to release Die Taverne des Erwachens, The Tavern of Awakening, by Alfred K. LaMotte, poems for meditation selected and translated by Otto Raich ( https://raich-trauner.com/ ).    The Tavern of Awakening invokes images and inspirations from across humanity's contemplative traditions. The translator is one of the foremost mindfulness-meditation teachers in Europe, who uses these poems with students as tools of spiritual practice. With German and English on facing pages, this book is an ideal companion for your space of prayer or mindfulness practice, whether you speak German or English. Available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, etc. Here are some reviews: 'Poetry is the closest written expression to the Unutterable.    Translating a poem requires settling down in the silence of the heart and letting oneself be taken in by the subtle music of the poem. Otto's talent and profound sensitivity enable...