Category Archives: Transition

No me,you,s/he/it

Haiku for the poor in spirit.

Even the Absolute is the dream.
The worded is the futile.
Meaning is dreamt.
‘Your life’ doesn’t exist.
What apparently lives is nullity.
Nothing realizes nothing.
This is breathtaking.
Seeing this is unbearable for the sense of self.
Nothing matters.
Understanding deludes.
There is no last resort.
No refuge.
Nirvana is a joke.
The Buddha lost his mind in an attempt to go beyond himself.
The Bodhi Tree farted.
Brain bursts into laughter.
The belly shakes.
The grass grows by itself.
The spring is coming…..

Wouter van Oord.

Transporting JSG, FJ

A few have had the actual realization that they are not confined to a body. In that realization they can instantaneously be anywhere in the world: as a matter of fact, they are already there, only not consciously aware of it. We, as infinite individual consciousness, can be anywhere and everywhere in this world; but we have not as yet gained the conscious awareness of that fact.
Joel S Goldsmith
The Master Speaks
Reality Of Spirit, ch2, p34

Some years ago there was a group of foreign travels visiting a monastery in a mountains region of Italy. They were sharing stories with a well known Franciscan Monk. One person told the Padre how people can now cross the Atlantic ocean in a matter of just a few hours in a modern Boeing 747. The Monk smiled, and was heard to say as he stepped away, “I have experienced that many times, only instantly”. (His name was [Saint] Pio of Pietrelcina.) ~ Frank Johnson