To understand the world, knowledge is not enough; you must see it, touch it, live in its presence and drink the vital heat of existence in the very heart of reality.
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
Author: DrRachel
Rachel Magnell, Ph.D. is studied in Counseling Psychology, Neuroscience, Jungian Depth Psychology, Hypnosis, Yoga Philosophy and Meditation.
Including The Willow of Self, Ein Sof, Big Mind, Truth…
Golden Moment
“There is some pure desire in us to know what is original, to take leave of all the expected scripted perceptions that manipulate our experience. We long for an experience that is unfiltered, where the unknown could reach toward us without being filtered by us. For this reason the artistic life is vulnerable; it is often a chaotic and overwhelming place to attend. Yet when something true begins to emerge, it becomes the golden moment that redeems months (or years) of splintered time.”
- John o’Donahue
News of a dear teacher, spiritual father, and friend passing….arrived late last night with shock tremors and quakes of grief. He delivered so many “golden moments” that “redeemed splintered time”, as John O’Donahue writes above. As my heart tears in loss with expansive longing for his loving and assuring presence, I wait patiently, painstakingly, with gratitude for the new unknown etching on my heart to complete itself, through the “chaos and overwhelm”, on his time, with the fullness of all time, where he rests eternal…actively, passionately, joyfully. lovingly. May I continuously open to the unending golden moment that arrives through sorrows gate, Mary’s immaculate heart, as I dialogue with his blessed memory.
Learn to Witness and Bliss Will Start Singing and Dancing You
ONLY A WITNESS CAN DANCE
“Can a witnessing consciousness really sing, dance and taste life?”
Yes, in fact only a witnessing consciousness can really sing,
dance and taste life.When you are in the mind, how can you sing?
The mind creates misery; out of misery there can be no song.
When you are in the mind, how can you dance?
Yes, you can go through certain empty gestures called dance, but it is not a real dance.
People who are living in the mind are living in the ego, and the ego cannot dance. It can make a performance but not a dance. The real dance happens only when you have become a witness. Then you are so blissful that the very bliss starts overflowing
— that is the dance.
The very bliss starts singing; a song arises on its own accord. And only when you are a witness can you taste life.
You are worried that by becoming a witness one will become merely a spectator of life.
No, to be a spectator is one thing, and to be a witness a totally different thing, qualitatively different.
A spectator is indifferent, he is dull, he is in a kind of sleep. He does not participate in life. He is afraid, he is a coward. He
stands by the side of the road and simply goes on seeing others living.That’s what you are doing all your life: somebody else acts in a movie and you see.
You are a spectator!
People are glued to their chairs for hours together before their TVs — spectators. Somebody else is singing, you are listening. Somebody
else is dancing, you are just a spectator. Somebody else is loving and you are just seeing. You are not a participant.A witness is not a spectator. A witness is one who participates yet remains alert.
A witness is in a state of WU-WEI. That is Lao Tzu’s word: it means action through inaction. A witness is not one who has
escaped from life. He lives in life, lives far more totally, far more passionately, but yet remains deep down a watcher; goes on remembering that,“I am a consciousness.”
Try it walking on the road: remember that you are a consciousness. Walking continues — and a new thing is added, a new richness is added, a new beauty. Something interior is added to the outward act.
You become a flame of consciousness, and then the walking has a totally different joy to it; you are on the earth and yet your feet are not touching the earth at all.
Where can you be a witness if you move away from the world of action?
The world of action is the best opportunity to be aware.“
OSHO
A T.S.Elliot Reflection on Time and Incarnation
from T.S. Eliot’s “The Dry Salvages,” a portion of his Four Quartets:
Men’s curiosity searches past and future
And clings to that dimension.
But to apprehend
The point of intersection of the timeless
With time, is an occupation for the saint–
No occupation either, but something given
And taken, in a lifetimes’s
death in love,
Ardour and
selflessness and
self-surrender.
For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all,
but you are the music
While the music lasts.
There are only hints and guesses,
Hints followed by guesses; and the rest
Is prayer,
observance,
discipline,
thought and
action.
The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is
Incarnation.
See the Halo?
The rainbow halo you see around the moon literally depends on the location of where you are standing. We look up, each of us standing in our own unique location, and see a different halo formed by ice crystals in the atmosphere of our location.
As we wander in the desert toward the Infinite with psychic gates continuously opening and closing, may we take notice of the Infinite light refracting everywhere… lighting a single narrow path toward home, toward Beauty, toward Compassion, toward Peace.
Entering the Infinite Cosmic Imagination: May We Never Be “Finished” Until Our Last Breath
Said the Holy One: If you have come to a house of worship, do not remain standing at the outer gate, but enter gate after gate, until you have reached the innermost gate.
The gates are made to be entered.
Open for us the gates even as they are closing.
The sun is low, the hour is late; let us enter the gates at last.
When we begin life, countless gates stand waiting to be opened. But as we walk through the years, gates close behind us, one by one.
Remember the unopened gates. Open them before they are locked.
The gates do not stay open forever. We walk through the years, and they shut behind us. And at the end they are all closed, except the one final gate which we must enter.
Today shall I come if only all of you would listen to My voice.
Before it is too late, let us open the gates that lead to blessing and beauty, enter the gates of Torah and tranquility, go through the gates of kindness and compassion. Let us open the gates to those things in life which abide eternally … before the gates swing shut, before all of them are closed.
Do not remain standing at the outer gate.
The gates are made to be entered. The sun is low, the hour is late. Let us enter the gates at last.
— from Harlow, Mahzor for Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur: A Prayerbook for the Days of Awe (New York: Rabbinical Assemby, 1974)
The Silent Harp
I can’t wait to die and be deathless.
No more sailing from harbor to harbor
In my storm-wrecked boat.
No more diving for pearls where none can be found.
I seek a deeper abyss
A soundless place
Where I can take the harp of my life
And tune it to the notes of forever.
Then, when it has sobbed out its last refrain
I will take my silent harp
And lay it at the feet of silence.
On the Shores of Eternity: Poems from Tagore on Immortality and Beyond by Deepak Chopra
Acceptance
This time I won’t struggle.
When the moment comes,
I will let Him take the helm
In an instant the thing will be done
It was vain to fight it.
So take away your hands
And put up with this defeat, my heart.
Sit perfectly still where He tells you to
And count it good fortune.
Stop running around so desperately
To protect your little lamp from the wind.
Can’t you remember after all this time?
We have to be wise and wait in the dark
Spreading out cushions on the floor
So that whenever He pleases
My Lord will sit with us.
On the Shores of Eternity, Poems from Tagore on Immortality and Beyond by Deepak Chopra
Black Ice by David Blackwood
Ripples Through Time
“Everything you do, every prayer you utter, every intention you form, every act of compassion you perform, ripples out from the center of your being to the end of time… At the same time you become aware that you also stand at the end of a long chain of consequences. Many things are beyond your control. They are part of a process that was set in motion long ago. You find the idea of this unbearable.
” Rabbi Lew, This is Real And You Are Completely Unprepared