Feather light

Gold breast

White highlights

Breathless beauty

The light left

No gentle rise and fall

The bundle of feathers still gold, still white

But the presence that breathed their beauty left on an exhalation

Matter matters not

That silent friend that fills

And sustains

Draws my attention

Be identified with only one thing: you are the observer, you are the witness.

Hari Om Tat Sat!

“I am not the doer”,  Drink this divine nectar of trust and be happy.

“As you think so you are.”

“I am an individually projected life.” Drop this illusion and also the feeling of inner and outer, and awaken in the thought that you are the unchanging, conscious, non-dual soul.

Taken from Enlightenment: The Only Revolution - Osho

Bhagavan sometimes compared the mind of the realised Man to the Moon in the sky in the day time–it is but its light is not needed–because one can see without it by the light of the sun.  page 35

Self-enquiry leads directly to Self-realisation by removing the obstacles which make you think that the Self is not already realised.  Meditation requires an object to meditate on, whereas in Self-inquiry there is only the subject and no object.  page 131

When the mind unceasingly investigates it own nature, it transpires that there is no such thing as the mind.  This is the direct path for all.

The mind is merely thoughts.  Of all thoughts the thought “I” is the root.  Therefore, the mind is only the thought “I”.  Whence does this thought “I” arise?  Seek for it within; it then vanishes.  This is the pursuit of wisdom.  Where the “I’ vanishes, there appears an “I-I” by itself.  This is the Infinite (Pur nam). page 141

The unspoken work acting as a background to all that takes form enables this truth to become experience. Page 2

If you want to help others, you must be completely free from any need for help. When you experience this you are the biggest help possible to all those surrounding you. It is in non-action that all action is accomplished.   Any action colored by a personal overtone is only emotional involvement and at its best nothing but selfish striving.   To help is to love, it is pure giving that is your true nature.  page 28

(This was written by Hafiz, a Persian sufi poet, and rendered into English by Daniel Ladinsky in I heard God Laughing. Renderings of Hafiz. )

Once God made love to a great saint

Who had a hairy belly.

Of course things like that can happen!

And it was a surprise

Only to the novice on the path

When the saint’s stomach began to swell

Just like a woman’s!

Weeks went by, then months.

The saint’s cheeks

Turned into beautiful roses.

He became like a young bride

Who was carrying a holy child,

And his gratitude was speechless.

But his eyes shone

Like two planets making love.

The town began to stand outside his house

At night,

For it had come to the attention of the faithful

That as the moon passed by on its round,

It would sometimes bend over and kiss his roof!

Of course things like that can happen!

Life went on

Amidst the other ten thousand wonders:

Whiskers and weeds and trees and charming babies

Kept emerging.

People and cattle and bees worked side by side,

All sweetly humming.

And, come lunch,

All dined on the same Mysterious

Divine manna of nourishing Love—

Disguised in a thousand shapes, colors and forms.

Galaxies gave away their ingenious ideas

And told us of their private body functions.

So man, too

Eats, burps and excretes more worlds.

How is it that invisible thoughts can lift heavy matter

And build cities and armies and altars?

All contain a Hidden Strategy

To be transformed again

Into Divine Music and Love and Light!

The sun rolls through

The sky meadows every day,

And a billion cells run

To the top of a leaf to scream and applaud

And smash things in their joy.

Of course things like that can happen!

Rivers stay up all night and chant;

Luminous fish jump out of the water

Spitting emeralds at all talk of Heaven

Being anywhere else but—Right Here!

Clouds pull down each other’s pants down

And point and laugh.

O my dear,

Of course things like that can happen!

For all is written within the Mind

To help and instruct the dervish

In dance and romance and prayer

The stars get clearly drunk

And crazy at night

And throw themselves

Across the sky.

Only an insane being or compound

Is not going mad with excitement

At this wonderful Performance by God!

And still,

Light stretches its arms

Open even more

And shouts to you, because you are His lover,

To forget your harsh actions of the past

And just Dance!

Look!  Angels and flowers

Are playing hooky in graveyards,

Laughing and rolling naked on cool stones.

Why go to sleep tonight

Exhausted from the folly of ignorance,

When even the Beloved is Drunk

And is doing wonderful, ecstatic somersaults

And is giving wild lessons between the sheets

And between His handstands

All up and down the Tavern floor and ceiling!

Indeed,

Indeed, things like that can happen.

A few days

Before the delivery of God’s baby,

The saint had to visit a city close by

Where few knew of him.

He was walking unnoticed past a mosque,

And the shouts of God’s lovers

Happened to fill the air, calling,

“Allah, Allah!  Where are you?

Where are You, Beautiful One?”

And the child in the womb of the Master

Could not remain silent and shouted back,

In an astounding voice,

I am Here!

I am Here—dear world!

The crowd in the mosque became frantic,

And they picked up shoes, clubs and stones.

You know what happened—

The story becomes grim.

But the moon cannot hold a grudge.

It still stops by some nights

And leans over this gentle earth, as over a crib,

And gives a full, wet kiss.

For the moon knows

That God is always amorous—

He will never stop making Love,

For the Truth has been Divinely conceived

Deeply within each of us.

O Hafiz,

Looking at the Splendor of God’s Grace:

The Sun has been planted in a thousand furrows

Across every soul’s brow.

Of course, my dear,

Everything God and I say

Can Happen!

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This was written by Hafiz, a Persian sufi poet, and rendered into English by Daniel Ladinsky in I heard God Laughing. Renderings of Hafiz.

What is laughter?  What is laughter?

It is God waking up!  O it is God waking up!

It is the sun poking its sweet head out

From behind a cloud

You have been carrying too long

Veiling your eyes and heart.

It is LIght breaking ground for a great Structure

That is your Real body—called Truth.

It is happiness applauding itself and then taking flight

To embrace everone and everything in this world.

Laughter is the polestar

Held in the sky by our Beloved

Who eternally says,

‘Yes, dear ones, come this way,

Come this way toward Me and Love!

What is this precious love and laughter

Budding in our hearts?

It is the glorious sound

Of a soul waking up!

I am happy even before I have a reason.

I am full of Light even before the sky

Can greet the sun or the moon.

Dear companions,

We have been in love with God

For so very, very long.

What can Hafiz now do but Forever

Dance!

This was written by Hafiz, a Persian sufi poet, and rendered into English by Daniel Ladinsky in I heard God Laughing. Renderings of Hafiz.