nothing to give..

he came, this sage
and sat in the streets where the men walk by
preoccupied, not ever glancing away from their world
of desires and daydreams
he sat silently in the streets not saying a word
until a man that looked like a pauper came to him
and said, dear man why do you sit so still and silent?
not any reason spoke the sage, i am just sitting
there is nothing more to it
the pauper said, do you mind if i sit with you?
the sage said, i do not mind
so the pauper sat by him
they both sat
finally, the pauper said, i am lonely and have nothing
the sage said, i have nothing, but am not lonely
the pauper said, well, this is different.. i do not understand
well, said the sage, i am not desiring anything for all is full
and complete
oh, said the pauper, this is a good thing to hear this moment
i will sit with you awhile longer and hope to get some of this
good feeling you have
the sage laughed and said i have nothing dear man
yet i am not feeling lack
i am simply quiet inside and because of this, all is very well now
and cannot be otherwise …
i cannot understand your state my friend, but i will say, it sounds okay
to me
i wish to be like you, but i am very tired and old and need
comfort for my weary bones
dear sir, said the sage, you are quite well too in spirit --
look over there, the sky is a brilliant red, how it glows of life
yes indeed, it is pretty spoke the pauper
look too, at the puddles of water on the street, how they sparkle of life
yes indeed they do spoke the pauper
you are a funny man, said the pauper -- i will sit awhile longer and then
go from you so you can enjoy your time…
as you wish said the sage
i know not what to give you for you are the same as me dear soul
look within yourself and do not keep wanting to be different
the lord has made you the same as i
how can i give you something that you already are
this sounds odd to me said the pauper -- i am not really getting this
but i wil mull it over a bit here and there …
but for now, enjoy your time and thank you for speaking of yourself
the sage did not say anything else -- what could he say?
there are no words to express this beauty that is of life,
love and stillness
and lives within all hearts equally
and without end...
he just sat and all was well with him
and this was all…


om shanti

song of pure life...

a long time ago 

there was a sage named Rhibu

he was manifested by Shiva 

who lived on Mount Kailasa

in the himalayas

he was taught by Shiva of the 

the timeless reality 

that lives beyond words, 

beyond mind, beyond all conceptual
understanding

Rhibu drank this wisdom deeply and

when he was illumined 

went to the holy mountains and taught

Nhidagha the essence or truth of existence

Nhidagha was a seeker that listened intently

to the words that poured like honey from Rhibu's mouth

his words were like rain to a soul that was parched 

and walking for many a day, year and lifetime

in the desert of maya with her spell of illusion

Rhibu spoke with beautiful words and a voice 

that sung without waver 

that all things and all playing out within the sensual world 

are nothing but Brahman

all is Brahman and nothing else…

all is consciousness -- 

everything from the grain of sand to the beautiful sun in the sky

all Brahman... 

Rhibu was a one that honored Shiva with his entire 

being 

he offered his mind and body to him 

he offered his life to him to be taken in and 

bathed in the purity of this grace 

in which there existed no form or personhood

but was only made of the substance of truth (or atman)
existence, consciousness and bliss

with his full devotion, Rhibu gave his flowers of love 

which is his own self

that was longing to know what lies 

beyond this world of suffering and desires and all that comes 

with this 

he sang of the love that is inherent in Shiva or pure consciousness

and the purity there that is like the clearest pool of water 

stainless, without anything that speaks of separation 

void of any questions or seeking…

nothing like this exists within this tranquil essence

Rhibu was a sage that sung of the non-dual essence

he sang of what it was and what it was not 

(like all sages that are true) 

he sung with eloquence of the one -- the knowing beyond 

all knowledge 

he sung with love and joy of the the heart that shines in all 

without end 

without division

without me and you and this and that 

without death

nothing and everything 

he sang of life in it's purity….

Om Namah Shivaya…

this is the writing that flowed this evening…

shanti om

seeing of the heart

crying out for God?

my dear 

how can God go anywhere? 

he is the living light

when all the searching stops 

lo, he appears 

as the soul fire 

the beautiful heart

that is in all things 

and when the ones that speak

of him 

say, "be still and know"

then listen friends 

and do not be swayed 

by thoughts

that bring in their wake 

suffering 

instead, free the mind to be 

in the heart 

as God will become the center 

then 

he is not to be found outside yourself

because he is not outside 

he is inside the soul

and breathes life and love and joy

always 

as a single being 

and when the love of God 

is seen in all things 

from the smallest to the largest 

without distinction

without separating this is me and that is you

and all of this 

then the heart is open

to the one 

but even here, there is more to go

for the mind is to still without a drop of 

ego nature

then pure consciousness is what remains 

and this is the end that is the beginning (of life)

so let not the thoughts speak to you 

for they will take you away into the place of shadow

and deception

there is no thought that can ever

see rightly

for the heart is the shining force always 

and it *sees* perfectly 

it is the one 

and it is to be entered into in surrender 

this is the writing of this moment 

maha shanti om