<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2024 14:45:43 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>you are the you that you already are</title><description>A blog on the natural state of being-awareness by Nathan Spoon.  If you assume that you are a someone, this someone is only a pretending character.  Direct investigation right here and now can reveal that this character has no actual basis or existence within this which presently and always IS.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-4225837225529753330</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-24T16:10:44.672-04:00</atom:updated><title>New Blog</title><description>If you have enjoyed this blog you may also like the &lt;a href=&quot;http://ganapatiadvaitaashram.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;new one&lt;/a&gt; that I have up.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-7138234228540489806</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-17T11:14:40.967-05:00</atom:updated><title>Who asks &quot;Who am I?&quot;</title><description>The living experience of not being a separate &quot;I&quot; or &quot;me&quot; does not eliminate the person.  If you are appearing as a person, then you are appearing as a person.  And there is no problem at all with the arising of the structures that make up the person that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a face...but it is not haunted from behind by a separate &quot;me&quot;.  There are arms and legs and a body moving and living...but these are not haunted by a separate &quot;me&quot;.  Not any more than a cloud passing in the sky is haunted by a separate &quot;me&quot;.  Not any more than a bird or a blade of grass or a speck of dirt is haunted by a separate &quot;me&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any person lives in a world with other people.  Only, despite the obvious assumption, not one of these people is ever a separate &quot;me&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who asks &quot;Who am I?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a &quot;me&quot; that never is.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-asks-who-am-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-770953629245246841</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 17:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-04T13:30:16.001-05:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;HELP! &quot;</title><description>Spiritual practice might get any person out of overt identification with ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By ego I mean when the assumption of &quot;I am&quot; is turned outward, as a matter of speaking, and a person is focused on external appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get out of ego is to get into being spiritual, inwardly focused--which has enormous value.   A person with authentic spiritual focus is more likely to openly and actively wonder about the nature of things.  Nonetheless, the spiritual &quot;I&quot; is still &quot;I&quot;.  And in the immediacy of this that is, there is never any problem with the arising of any sort of &quot;I&quot; as this &quot;I&quot; is only another appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for any person to follow this assumption does have an effect.  It is similar to believing that your pants are on fire, even though they are not.  You will run and roll around like crazy all the time and always be jumping in water for no reason.  Just imagine a world where people live like that...  It would be crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In certain Tibetan teachings, there is description of what is called &quot;mirror-like primordial awareness&quot;.  Primordial awareness is, of course, being-awareness.  So mirror-like primordial awareness is this being-awareness seeing so many people believing that their pants are on fire.  Just like in the literal situation, if you recognize that there are no flames, you will naturally feel obliged to point out their absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are not doing anything by pointing out that something which doesn&#39;t exist, doesn&#39;t exist, you are in fact saving a person from the completely unnecessary behavior of attempting to put out the &quot;fire&quot; in their pants.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2008/01/help.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-9055792756952133889</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-04T12:12:51.563-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Serpent &amp; the Rope</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Some teachers say that appearances are a problem.  Is this true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  Appearances are appearances.  The notion  &quot;I am&quot;--which has no basis in reality--entangles itself with appearances and this makes them seem like a problem.  But have a look.  Where is the problem?  It is with this notion &quot;I am&quot;.  Where am I?  Who am I?  Investigate this.  Anyone can do this simple investigation.  If I am, where am I?  Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am my body, then how am I seeing that I am my body?  Even an eye can not see itself.  So how will a body see itself?  If I am my thoughts, then how am I seeing that I am my thoughts?  What &quot;I&quot; is all of this occurring too?  What is seeing and what is being seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This notion of &quot;I&quot; is like a house of mirrors.  Once it is taken up, it multiplies and divides inside of itself.  Only, despite appearances, there never is anything that IS a separate &quot;I&quot;.  This notion of an independent &quot;I&quot; is just like a parasite hanging onto a host.  The reason it stays &quot;alive&quot; is through the host, yes.  Only in this case the parasite is a phantom, a mirage.  And you can never find the basis for a mirage.  A mirage is pure imagination, pure fiction.  A mirage is seeing a serpent when all there is, is a rope.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2008/01/serpent-rope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-2137886731439728512</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-07T10:35:06.314-05:00</atom:updated><title>Person &amp; Being</title><description>The person that I am is an expression of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible to have a relationship with any person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet no person can ever have a relationship with being, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as every person is nothing other than an expression of being.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/12/person-being.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-4978483618831149187</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T15:55:39.194-05:00</atom:updated><title>the search for meaning</title><description>the search for meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right into itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because every eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is only this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of pure seeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any so called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/search-for-meaning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-1539510425068243140</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 18:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T13:37:45.273-05:00</atom:updated><title>Reality</title><description>Reality as it appears is never separate from reality as it is.  However reality as it appears discovers its own greatness, moment by moment by moment, in giving itself up to reality as it is.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/reality.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-3886043781845580439</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-16T15:50:40.246-05:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;What is Wrong with Me?&quot;</title><description>&lt;em&gt;What do you think is wrong with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing! There is no &quot;you&quot; or nothing outside of you. Take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be that you feel bad, in a way that seems out of step with your current circumstances, due to some &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;vasanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It is similar to what happens when you nearly have what is certain to be a bad fall. Even though you catch yourself from falling, your pulse still races. Your feeling that something is wrong may be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings are not you. They are happening IN you.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-do-you-think-is-wrong-with-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-6575882668710095725</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-13T11:56:11.113-05:00</atom:updated><title>Silence</title><description>These are all of the things that Silence surrounds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can perceive or conceive it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence already has it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in its thoughtless and kind crook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you can say you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and judge, Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fitting your glove, is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the foot walking and talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your shoe.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/silence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-3470356537730660814</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 16:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-13T12:33:45.241-05:00</atom:updated><title>Walking Around</title><description>At times as my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are moving themselves on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unrolling sidewalk, a church bell sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the long exhaust noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while light lies gently around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thoughts rise in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as only thoughts and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t even think them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrubbery and houses twist and scrawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and edgeless life pulses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and flows itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times it is morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am walking inside myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as this bright flowing of life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sky is clear blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the trees only click their leaves faintly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the autumn chill lights through everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and leaf colors joyously paint themselves multicolored,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and small birds peep from a cropped tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in perfect wonder.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/walking-around.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-5304945925580210819</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-09T13:25:03.803-05:00</atom:updated><title>drop is ocean</title><description>me is the haunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a single drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enters drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is utterly utterly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unexplainable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and utterly utterly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unattainable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for every drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure ocean</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/drop-is-ocean.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-2640555351936240412</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-15T08:43:13.665-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Presence of a Master</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: italic&quot;&gt;You have been talking lately about teachers and masters...Is a master important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a master does not consider his or her self to be separate from anyone or anything, the presence of a master does have a effect. This effect is with people who are assuming themselves to be separate from other people and the whole vast, edgeless flowing of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &quot;I&quot; of the pretending character is not the person that appears. It is an invisible assumption that is supported by &lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: italic&quot;&gt;vasanas&lt;/span&gt;. As an analogy, you might say that the assumption &quot;I am&quot; is like the tap root of a plant that is surrounded and supported by all of the plant&#39;s other roots. Usually only the plant is considered, which is the specifics of what the character is doing, has done or will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master&#39;s presence silently works to &quot;shut off&quot; the roots of this phantom plant. He or she is not doing anything. And yet--without this presence--more and more roots will continue growing indefinitely, which will continue feeding the illusion of plant-ness.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/11/presence-of-master.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-4182532501353865678</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 14:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-15T08:43:58.369-05:00</atom:updated><title>Karma</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: italic&quot;&gt;What can I do about my karma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can investigate your own nature by inquiring &quot;Who am I?&quot; Aside from this you are helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually three types of karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there is all the past karma that has accumulated as the result of actions over many lifetimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, there is the karma of living in relation to so many other beings. Any sentient being is like a ripple on a stream in the open flow of life with countless others--both sentient and non-sentient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, thirdly, there is the karma that emerges in the present moment. If you are taking yourself to be a separate &quot;I&quot; or &quot;me&quot; then this pretending character is also accumulating new karmas that are due to present action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This third type of karma is what comes to an end, as a matter of speaking, when the &quot;I&quot; sufficiently questions itself. Without a &quot;basis&quot; it can not continue to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is still the result of the other two types of karma. Any sage or master has the personal and life that he or she has due to past actions as well as the actions (both past and present) of so many others--because of these types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even a sage has karma; even a master is helpless to end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find your own present helplessness and you need not worry about ending any karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead you can laugh at it and enjoy it!</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/karma.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-2709187193716910520</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 14:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-30T10:34:48.225-04:00</atom:updated><title>i never learned to smile</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;i never learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wide-awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;openly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edgeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-learned-to-smile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-2320862805280338071</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 15:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-15T08:44:14.266-05:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;I Feel Ashamed...&quot;</title><description>Another video of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrccUFmTk_I&quot;&gt;Karl Renz&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-ashamed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-4432783642533404666</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-29T11:47:16.387-04:00</atom:updated><title>Two Videos of Madhukar</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qH6PfcvN_Iw&quot;&gt;On Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xuyj06o4uyg&quot;&gt;Q &amp;amp; A&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-videos-of-madhukar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-8746033615337466388</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-29T10:57:11.351-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Passing of Grace</title><description>I recently read an &lt;a href=&quot;http://davidgodman.org/rteach/iandii1.shtml&quot;&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; by David Godman that considers some of Ramana Maharshi&#39;s teachings about &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;aham sphurana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article caught my attention mostly because this &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;sphurana&lt;/span&gt; experience is something that happened for &quot;me&quot; right before the question &quot;Who am I?&quot; finished itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, although I was quite oblivious about it as it happened, I can attest to its significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, this article has helped to clarify that it was Bhagavan&#39;s grace that &quot;set off&quot; this &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;sphurana&lt;/span&gt; experience&quot; allowing the Self to &quot;realize&quot; the Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only I should qualify this by saying that in the aliveness of the Self there is no separate &quot;me&quot; who was then &quot;helped&quot; by any separate &quot;Bhagavan&quot;. It is simply that the Self smiled in recognition to the Self in the guise of a passing of grace from &quot;Bhagavan&quot; to &quot;myself&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is to say that something happened to a seemingly separate &quot;me&quot; so that it could be clear that nothing separate happens at all.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/passing-of-grace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-8985470137431366649</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 19:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T16:15:27.478-04:00</atom:updated><title>Two Songs by John Wheeler</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://members.iinet.net.au/%7Eadamson7/sounds/sailor_bob.mp3&quot;&gt;The Sailor Bob Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://members.iinet.net.au/%7Eadamson7/sounds/huineng.mp3&quot;&gt;Song of the Sixth Patriarch&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-songs-by-john-wheeler.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-6448336197450815811</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-23T12:47:19.830-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Carrot of &quot;Enlightenment&quot;</title><description>Here is a VERY funny video of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxGnzwKhHuU&quot;&gt;Karl Renz&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/carrot-of-enlightenment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-1595718978529592466</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2007 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T14:26:30.811-04:00</atom:updated><title>no i &amp; no you</title><description>what is it that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flashing lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flashes or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shining sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shines within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infinte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spaceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infinite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spaceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your very own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unseeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be this being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because there is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only this being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no separate telling i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no separate hearing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-i-no-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-2141876258974801539</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2007 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T14:26:48.801-04:00</atom:updated><title>the eye that never sleeps</title><description>i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeming thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i am shapless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and without boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and without qualites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and without duration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unnamable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is open to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/eye-that-never-sleeps.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-522078788816936010</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2007 17:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T14:27:09.877-04:00</atom:updated><title>not possible</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;it is not possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you to attain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you to loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the you that you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aliveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exploding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vast sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the smallness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tenderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of an infant&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or brown of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her or his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this aliveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but undeniable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unsayable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-possible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-7914567333522267729</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 19:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T14:27:33.410-04:00</atom:updated><title>Your Inner Eye</title><description>&lt;em&gt;I feel that I am in my body--inhabiting it and--that my body is me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you mean?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes think that you are in your mind? For example when your mind thinks about how your body looks whenever your look into a mirror--or thoughts that tell your body to get out of bed and get ready for work in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also am in my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which one are you in...if you had to choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can&#39;t decide between them!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I am both of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about your heart? What do you know about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel love for people and for things with my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for all that arises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;wish&lt;em&gt; I could say so!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says that you can&#39;t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When? Is it when you are in your body or when you are in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you see this &quot;I&quot; that sometimes inhabits your body and sometimes inhabits your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don&#39;t know. I see it with my heart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You see this &quot;I&quot; with your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is your inner, invisible eye. When you look at an object with your physical eyes, you know that this object in not your physical eyes; they are what sees any physical object. Yet what is it that they can &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They can not see themselves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. They can not see themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So my heart is like my eyes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That&#39;s right. Your heart is your invisible and undeniable being-awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heart is not a special &quot;thing&quot;. It is your own &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;innate&lt;/span&gt; and natural being. By staying with your own natural being you find that your body and mind are presently free. Why? Because they are not you. They are only a passing shining out, only an arising IN you.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-inner-eye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-8555685486362987501</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T14:27:56.955-04:00</atom:updated><title>You Are</title><description>You are not in your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Your body is in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Your mind is in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not in your emotions or feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Your emotions or feelings are in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ALL of this that is arising in you.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-999004364786049031.post-466241911552902796</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T14:28:12.188-04:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;Do &#39;Dualistic&#39; Practices Have Any Value?&quot;</title><description>&lt;em&gt;Do &#39;dualistic&#39; practices have any value?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does a dualistic practice? Let&#39;s look into that first. If you are assuming that you are a separate person, an individual, then you may also find, in doing a practice, that you are getting some benefit from it. Only the quality of the benefit will be as limited as the assumption that it is predicated on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most helpful practice that I am aware of (it may be more accurate to say that this is an anti-practice; because it helps to reveal the present nonexistence of the practitioner!) is that of turning back repeatedly to your own natural awareness--initially by asking &quot;Who am I?&quot; This is helpful for the simple fact that to be continually misapprehending yourself is similar to banging your head against a wall. Nothing new is added to the scene for you to stop banging your head against a wall. Only something extraneous is left off from. And the very instant that you stop the &quot;action&quot; of banging your head against the wall of one thing or another--you may discover that no wall exists. There is only this simple and ever-present and natural awareness.</description><link>http://nondualcreativity.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-dualistic-practices-have-any-value.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>