Saturday, April 20, 2019

Truly Nothing Into Nothing (Part 7.)

“More tea Grandfather?”

“Yes my dear; you know I was just thinking about tea.”


“Yes, I was imagining that there was nothing else—only tea.”

“Please go on.”

“Yes, just tea—Infinite tea—tea without beginning and without end—nothing above it or below it or around it—just tea everywhere, nothing except tea.”

“Are you saying tea leaves?”

“Yes, exactly, Ayushya, and that tea gets the whim to experience itself—to know itself.”

“And for that experience, for that knowledge of itself, the tea leaves need to become tea.”

“Yes it needs to become tea and it needs to drink itself!”

“Amazing! But how is that possible?”

“Exactly Mira, that is what I was considering; for to become tea to drink it needs water, a way to heat the water, and a pot for steeping.”

“And then it needs cups to drink the tea from.”

“Exactly, but none of this exists because tea leaves are the only reality—the only thing that exists.”

“A dilemma! What’s the way out?”

“Well the only way out was is for the tea leaves to imagine the water and the pot.”

“And even imagine itself as someone who can drink the tea.”

“Yes, the tea leaves needs to imagine that it is the pot, the water, the cup, the brewer of the tea, and the drinker of the tea.”

“Indeed, the tea needs to be the imaginer and the one who experienced that imagination.”

“And so we are talking about Infinite Intelligence as teas leaves.”

“Exactly, that is what I was thinking.”

“More tea Ayushya?”

(To be continued.)

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Saturday, April 06, 2019

Truly Nothing Into Nothing (Part 6.)

“More tea Ayushya?”

“Yes please.”

“So while listening to grandfather and you talking about Baba’s words, I began to remember a school friend of mine when I was just a little girl. Her family was Christian and she used to repeat this affirmation in church:

I believe in God, the Father Almighty,
maker of heaven and earth;

And in Jesus Christ his only Son, our Lord;
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, dead, and buried;
the third day he rose from the dead;
he ascended into heaven,
and sitteth at the right hand of God the Father Almighty;
from thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead.

I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy Catholic Church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and the life everlasting.’

Even at the time, I used to think that many of these words were generally consistent with some of the things that Baba said, but some others seemed, well, a bit off.”

“And did you talk to your friend about this?”

“I thought about it, but I didn’t, for what did I know… The affirmation was about belief, but belief was not experience, and for me belief was not enough. For me, I wanted to experience for myself—know for myself— the reality behind these assertions.”

“Indeed. Why sit on the shore and argue about the ocean while having never experienced the ocean and its depths?”

“Indeed Grandfather! What is the good of sitting on the shore and arguing about the nature of the ocean when the ocean is right there for all to experience?”

“Indeed my dear, there are those who hear about the ocean and the shore but never go to the ocean and the shore. Then there are those who go to the ocean and the shore but only sit on the shore and gaze at the ocean. Then there are those who venture to the water and dip there feet. A few might also venture a little further, but only a very very few will dive so deep into the ocean that they lose themselves totally in the ocean only to find themselves as the ocean.”

“Yes, and at one time or another all will acquire that longing to experience the ocean—each and every one—each in their own time—like the seed that eventually sprouts, and grows into a plant, and flowers, and opens fully to the sun.”

“And in the meantime, as Meher Baba said, ‘Live not in ignorance. Do not waste your precious life-span in differentiating and judging your fellowmen, but learn to long for the love of God.’”

(To be continued.)

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Friday, March 29, 2019

Truly Nothing Into Nothing (Part 5.)

“Grandfather, I have always treasured that poem you wrote for me. In its most sweet way it comes back to what Baba always comes back to—always reminds us—that God alone is real!”

“Yes, Baba is so very consistent. The more and more I read His words, the more and more I realize that He is always saying the same exact thing—He is always showing us who He is, who I am, and the true nature of His creation—He is always revealing the nature of the relationship among all of the various expressions of the same one Infinity.”

“Indeed Ayushya, indeed! I remember a talk in Beams From Meher Baba called The Whim from the Beyond, in which Baba states, ‘In the Beyond-Beyond state of God there is unconscious inaction; at the goal of man there is conscious inaction; and in the intermediate state there is conscious action which is established in illusion.’”

“Indeed, conscious action is the goal of the man-state in creation. Did not Baba say that conscious action in the man state brings about a fusion point which becomes the medium for effecting harmony among the gross, subtle, and mental bodies?”

“I believe that is accurately put; and did He not say also, that the fusion point also brings all three bodies under the control of what is sometimes called the Universal Body, which is the seat of the Universal Mind?”

“Yes, all that ran through my mind when Ayushya was talking about his walk through the streets of Istanbul and how he worked to establish a state of presence from which to observe, as it were, the world through the eyes of Reality rather than the eyes of Illusion.”

“Indeed, I believe that the very effort creates the fusion point—whether the effort to see the world through the eyes of reality is actually successful or not.”

“True, I cannot claim to have actually seen the world through the eyes of Reality—through Baba’s eyes.”

“Conscious action, it appears in so many teachings;
‘Be awake, do not sleep!’
‘Remember, be here now.’
‘Remember yourself!’
And grandfather, can you repeat the Sufi saying about the son of the moment?”

“Indeed, ‘Think not about the past or the future; become the son of the moment; and take death as the target before your eyes.’”

(To be continued.)

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Saturday, March 09, 2019

Truly Nothing into Nothing (Part 4.)

“Ayushya, you had an interesting expression on your face just now?”

“I was thinking about our conversation, how it began—can you please read the quote again from Infinite Intelligence?”

“Of course; ‘The universe is nothing but darkness residing in Light; nothing but imagination residing in Intelligence; nothing but ignorance residing in knowledge; nothing but the Nothing residing in the Everything; nothing but the utmost finitude residing in the Infinite; nothing but the shadow residing in the Paramatma. Itself most finite, the universe resides as a drop in the infinite Ocean of Paramatma.’”

“Mera, you mentioned that Meher Baba’s words help you to remember—your grandfather said as much, and it is the same for me also. I was just now considering how I work with Baba’s words regarding the nature of the universe and the reality of my Self.  

“You know, Baba gives us so much; not only does He tell us that the universe is but a shadow, is  but imagination, is but Nothing, He also goes into great depth about the mechanics of the reality of this shadow, this, imagination, this Nothing. For example, He tells us that mind creates the universe and mind takes the experience of the universe.

“He tells us that the nature of the mind is to think and that the universe is thought in the form of the imagination of the mind. He explains that it is also thought in the form of gross and gross and subtle bodies that take the experience of its own imagination which is the universe.

“The reason why Baba’s words have such power is because His words are not ideas that He has come up with or read somewhere, they are a direct expression of His experience. Baba truly experiences the universe and all its affairs as truly nothing into nothing.

“Of course there is a vast difference between my state and Baba’s state, and therefore I don’t experience mind—its imaginings and its thoughts in the way that Baba explains. 

“And also, of course, no amount of thinking on my part can bring me to Baba’s experience, but I do find the attempt to reconcile Meher Baba’s experience with my own experience is like a meditation for me, and I sincerely enjoy the activity, but most importantly, it is a way that I can remember Baba.”

“And Ayushya, can you give us an example of what you do?”

“I will try, although it is always different. Now, the other day I decided to take a walk. I left my apartment in Istanbul and began walking down the street. As I walked I tried to bring myself to the state of presence. It was a cold rainy day, but the street was still full of people. I began to consider; ‘How much of this ‘reality’ that I am experiencing do I feel that I am creating?”

“There seemed to be two possibilities; the first was that I definitely, through my own decision, had decided to take the walk and decided to find the state of presence. I could have decided to stay home and not walk. That seemed clear; I was the creator of my walk. 
“The second possibility had to do with that which I could not take credit for. I had decided to take the walk, but I had not decided that it would be cold and rainy out or that the street would be crowded with people.”

“Are you speaking about the question of free will versus predestination?”

“In a way yes, and I do recall when the question was once asked of Meher Baba, He asked the questioner, ‘Can you pick up your foot from the ground?’ The questioner stood on one foot. Baba then asked the questioner to pick up the other foot. Of course, he couldn’t, and that was Baba’s answer to the question—and it is also was my answer to my question; the first foot was taking the walk but the second foot, the foot I could not lift  through an act of will, was the cold rainy day and the people I encountered along the way.

“On one level these two possibilities, or states, seemed clear to me, but I wanted to experience them as I walked. Of course, I could not experience them as Baba could, but there was a clarity to my state—another dimension to my experience—do I dare say that I was just a little more awake?  Mr. Salig, do you happen to recall that poem you once wrote for Mera on her thirteenth birthday?”

A Sip of Wine

Inscribe these words in your heart. Nothing is real but God, Nothing matters but love for God”

Oh Lord, my eyes believe that all they see is real —
Are not these stones and trees and birds and bees
and creatures of the earth and sky and sea real?

My lover, they are not real,
the Self within them is what’s real.
Their forms are only shadows cast
 that come and go
from nothing to nowhere.

See them, love them,
but upon them do not depend.

And my Lord,
what of men who speak and walk and love and hate,
who laugh and cry with joy and pain,
and grow from babes to live and die —
are they not real — like You and I?

My lover, they are not real,
nor is the pain and pleasure that they feel.
The Self within them is what’s real,
while their forms like clouds that cross the sky
appear as shapes that dance and cry.

Know them, love them,
but upon them do not depend —
the Self that is real has no beginning or end.

But my Lord, I am a man.
Am I not real,
or my thoughts and what I feel?
Who is it then that seeks for You
and in my heart what voice speaks to You?
And are You real or just a dream?
It seems that nothing’s what it seems!

My lover, you are not real,
the Self within you is what’s real —
that Self and I are really one.
When you experience this, my work is done.

You say that nothing’s what it seems,
and that’s because your life’s my dream,
though in this dream my life’s displaced
and found again when you’re effaced.

Know Me.
Love Me.
Upon Me alone depend.

Within you I will awaken in Bliss,
beyond beginning and without end.

Remember, dear one, these words I say,
‘Nothing is real but God.
Nothing matters but love for God.’

(To be continued.)


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