The Great Gate is Now Wide Open: 21st February, 2016 – Celebrating Divine Mother’s Birthday and International M-O-T-H-E-R Language Day

Mirra Alfassa

The Divine Mother in Japan            Tibetan Mandala with Sanskrit Mantras in Concentric Circles by Carl Jung

 

All atoms are made inside the sun by thy Will

There are vibrations that compacted and expanded

These are open dance signatures of the great cosmic mandala

They come from the Void and manifest their form

How sweetly they sing and sadly they disappear

Beyond all these there is stillness

That pervades the motionless track of all existence

Perfection and imperfection exist in a plane of simultaneity

We need to go beyond….

Bright nothing where you void the void

There eternity exists as manifestation starts

Look deep inside

………..Take the Skull in your hand…

The universe exists as a pulse only in your mind

The Mother with the Children in Pondicherry

Divine Mother will Children in Pondicherry

You are the inevitable source of everything

The arch of the rainbow that bridges heaven and earth

‘A BLIND GOD IS NOT DESTINY’S ARCHITECT;

A CONSCIOUS POWER HAS DRAWN THE PLAN OF LIFE,

THERE IS A MEANING IN EACH CURVE AND LINE.

IT IS AN ARCHITECTURE HIGH AND GRAND

Beggar-Singer with Hound, Yuan Dynasty, 1271-1368, Hanging Scroll, Ink and color on silk, 76.5 x 36.2 cm, Museum for East Asian Art, Cologne.

Beggar Singer with Dog, Yuan Dynasty circa 1271-1368, Hanging Scroll, Ink and Color on Silk, Museum of Asian Art, Cologne

BY MANY NAMED AND NAMELESS MASONS BUILT

IN WHICH UNSEEING HANDS OBEY THE UNSEEN,

AND OF ITS MASTER-BUILDERS SHE IS ONE”.

Name or form apart from the substratum is the maya

So, the wise sage Aruni tells his son Svetaketu:

“That which is the subtle essence- in IT all that exists has its self.

It is the True, It is the Self. And thou, O Svetaketu, art It”.

Atyachetonar stare paripurno lekhak

Matri bhasay nirvak pran

Lekheni se kichuoi

Shekheni se kichuoi

Sudhu pran bandanay

Se awhowan kare pran

Neither time is nor its not

Only eternal awakening

At this moment

French Actress Sarah Bernhardt as Hamlet Examining Yorick's Skull

French Actress Sarah Bernhardt as Hamlet examing Yorick’s Skull circa 1899-1900 London/Paris

Is all what we are and will be

And when you hear the birds singing

The passing clouds bring rain

And you dance like a drop in an ocean of spontaneity {Pure Function}

Because you know that nothing is left to you at this moment

But to have a good laugh;

Narrating children the tales of Tapovan

Where mystic oneness still prevails

Les Ruines D' Angkor Old Poster

Les Ruines D’ Angkor poster

Like the ordinary mind the Tao

Every day the river courses its way

To meet the ocean of bliss

‘May be, like the empty sky it has no boundaries,

Yet it is right in this place,

Ever profound and clear.

Colossal Black Hole Is 12 Billion Times As Massive As The Sun

Artist’s Impression of a Colossal Black Hole Which is 12 Billion Times as Massive as the Sun

When you seek to know it, you cannot see it.

You cannot take hold of it,

But you cannot lose it.

In not being able to get it, you get it.

When you are silent, it speaks;

When you speak, it is silent.

The great gate is wide open to bestow alms.

And no crowd is blocking the way.’

 

-J

 

  1. ‘A BLIND GOD IS NOT DESTINY’S ARCHITECT…AND OF ITS MASTER-BUILDERS SHE IS ONE.’ -Savitri, Sri Aurobindo
  2. ‘That which is the subtle essence- in IT all that exists has its self.’-Chhandogya Upanishad
  3. It is the True, It is the Self. And thou, O Svetaketu, art It”.-Chhhandogya Upanishad
  4. ‘Like the empty skies it has no boundaries…blocking the way.’ – From Cheng-tao Ke translated by Alan Watts
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Buckminster Fuller’s Vector Equilibrium and the Super-Void of Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy: The Dance of the Still Point from the Strange World of Non-Verbal Act

Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

                                     Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

“The vector equilibrium is the zero starting point for happenings or nonhappenings: it is the empty theater and empty circus and empty Universe ready to accommodate any act and any audience.” – Buckminster Fuller

“To use the imagery of a Tibetan poem, every action, every event comes of itself from the Void as from the surface of a clear lake there leaps suddenly a fish.” – Alan Watts

An empty theater

Mahaavatar Babaji Maharaj with Mt Kailash at the back Satyalok Ashram

A stage that remains forever empty

Only actors come and go

They bide time reading strange scripts

Practising the art of not knowing

With masterful strokes of their brush

With simple gestures,

They wove patterns of unspoken words

And complete the magical show

Always they have to come and go

Replete with ornate glories of an invisible vacuum

Little girl, hopping like a bird in between two branches of the cypress tree

Sees the naked sky’s rim haloed by light

And the stars flicker on the stone’s ancient pabulum

Tesseract

And the fire beneath the rock

Under seabed

Or, in the monstrous galaxies

Is awaiting the preeminent birth of a time

Down the tunnel into a darkened room

That opens to an empty courtyard

Where violet and indigo in their last spiritual rite

Created the jewel for the seven sages

And now, a heap of ruins, the broken tesseract

Will become the only observer of the coming spectacle

Why the dogstar have to turn around?

And smell of seawood and coffee bring news from the stock market?

On the mat                                                                 2001 A SPACE ODYSSEY Stanley Kubrick Film 1968

Sitting like a dead rat

Do you intend to become the Buddha or Sri Aurobindo?

Or else, you find in between folded spaces of paper crumbs

That the distance from the center is waning

Till it fades out leaving only negative space the liberty to reconstruct

The grand theater, the theosophy of the empty and the marvelous

“When the Name is uttered, 

Neither the Buddha nor the Self

There is: 

Na-mu-a-mi-da-bu-tsu

Na-mu-a-mi-da-bu-tsu.”

-J

Werner Erhard’s The Transformation of a Man and the Art of Doing -Without-Doing: Corporate Aesthetics and Post-Quantum Feedback Loop in Retrocausal Zen

D.T. Suzuki Photograph

D.T. Suzuki Photograph

A moment too soon         

Zen Painting Japan

                            Zen Painting Japan

Vapors smooth

Combing its back

Reaches out for that void

Unknown entangles the known like tea dreaming to be drunk

From empty pots and vessels

Filled with sunlight in a bowl

Seeds that will germinate 

Flowers, rivers and oceans 

And granite mountains crumbling to dust

Picked up by the winds 

Wayfaring across the boundaries of sleep and awakening 

Into time tunnels retrocausally active 

Jumping like a cat out of Schrodinger’s box

Neither alive nor dead

A non-dual existence above the rest       

I'M With You In Rockland Allen Ginsberg

I’M With You In Rockland Allen Ginsberg

Playing a miniature part

In the grand finale 

Nose, ear, eye undifferentiated in the spectrum 

Why are there beings at all, and why not rather nothing? That is the question.

“Technical knowledge is not enough. One must transcend techniques so that the art becomes an artless art, growing out of the unconscious” – D.T. Suzuki

“Nothing acts of itself -there is no such thing as an Agent. Action is the nature of the whole thing and it appears as it were in one place in relation to stillness in other and so on…” -Alan Watts 

“To take a stand for the future is to bring forth a new opportunity, not one derived from the past, but an opportunity created from a future to which we give ourselves. – Werner Erhard /Interview with USA Today, “Mankind Must Find a New Self Awareness”, Dan Neuharth and Miles White, December 14, 1982

Hands, legs, brain undifferentiated in the spectrum      

Alan Watts and DT Suzuki

Alan Watts and DT Suzuki

Only spectral lines 

Only fluctuations in the artist’s mind

A web of life interconnected creating non-equilibrium dissipative structure

The  old  custom

From  its  bag  of  promise

Gives  wisdom  beyond  happiness

Inward walking

Dimensions seek themselves

Stay fresh in the morning dew

Your teacups are dreaming the warmth of the stove

Awakening is  an act of making the tea.

-J

PS: Why are there beings at all, and why not rather nothing? That is the question. – Martin Heidegger