if there’s no ‘there’ out there… by miriam louisa

if there’s no ‘there’ out there…

by miriam louisa

Meditating Woman - sculpture by Dorothy Frankel

I keep on checking
but I always fail to find
a ‘within’ or ‘out there’
apart from thoughts in mind

so how can I ‘go within’
to ‘nurture’ the Immeasurable
or ‘cultivate’ it in the world
when ‘world’ and ‘me’ are inseparable?

if there’s no ‘there’ out there
(and this isn’t hard to see)
the buck stops right here
in this matrix called ‘me’

with nowhere to go
and nowhere to hide
no inner, outer, higher or lower
the heart can open wide

can kiss each wondrous moment
with a love that can’t be taught
the only way you’ll stop it
is to entertain a thought


Sculpture: Meditating Woman by Dorothy Frankel


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the unnameable is the eternally real by miriam louisa

the blessing

emelle says

I found the unassailable
rock of refuge

I found the treasure
that can’t be bought or sold

exhausted and ill
I found healing
in that which is ever whole

I found delight
in every uninvited chore

I found my tribe:
the wild wideawake
whose only muse
is this nameless name
and whose only beacon
is this unlit light


Ed. Note – Quite possibly the most poignant expression this nobody has ever heard describing its own empty, luminous nature. – d


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We’re in an Impossible Situation, You and Me by Thassa Amzwar

We’re in an Impossible Situation, You & Me

We’re in an impossible situation, You and Me.
With no you.
With no me.
With no place to ‘situate’.
With no time to exist IN.

There’s nothing I can tell you.
With no I.
With words that aren’t the thing itself.
With no things.

You’ll never hear this.
No one is there to hear.
There’s no there, there.
No here, here.

You’ll never get this.
The most impossible situation of all.
Nothing to be gotten
Everything to lose.
No one losing it.
No it.

Ok, then.


With acceptance
by the imagined self
who seemingly has something, everything to lose
and insists on a willingness to lose it…

Just See!
In the simplest way possible.

Not “YOU LOOK”. 

Instead JUST the looking.  Seeing. 

Notice it’s just the seeing, happening.
Alive seeing.
Seeing can’t be helped!  Can’t be stopped.  Can’t help itself!
No looker, no director of looking.
Just the display, seeing itself.

And then, too….

This is not understood.
Not with thought.
Thoughts divert.
Seeing can’t be studied, thought through.
Waking up can’t be gathered, grasped.

Seeing scenery and it becomes clear.
Seeing needs no seer, and it’s the end of you.
Yet that’s not quite true.
Endings don’t come to something that never was.

The impossibility of it, is itself, impossible.
Because anything’s possible.

So give up.
And just (as in “do no more than”) look.
Then stop.
Where is the you who is frustrated with this nonsense talk, this gibberish?
When did the you begin reading this post?  Before this word?  Or did the “I” appear…

As a single thought.

Only after the question was asked?


The entirety of this guest post is thanks to Thassa Amswar (a.k.a.  Delma) who writes the amazing blog Tabula Rasa at http://thassa.blogspot.com/

The citation link is here: http://thassa.blogspot.com/2013/05/were-in-impossible-situation-you-and-me.html

The photo comes from here: http://illyism.deviantart.com/art/Impossible-124110160

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Truth is too simple for words by Nirmala

Truth is too simple for words by Nirmala

Truth is too simple for words

before thought gets tangled up in nouns and verbs

there is a wordless sound

a deep breathless sigh

of overwhelming relief

to find the end of fiction

in this ordinary

yet extraordinary moment

when words are recognized

as words

and truth is recognized

as everything else

(From Gifts with No Giver ,

a free ebook of nondual satsang poetry by Nirmala.)


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Thoughts Dance their Enticing Moves by Nirmala

Thoughts dance their enticing moves
before my entranced inner sight
but the spell is broken
when I wonder
who is entranced

memories beckon seductively
with all the luster they can manage
yet their shine is swallowed
in the light
behind my eyes

there is one dancer
I cannot resist
her only movement is utter stillness
I find no memory
in her transparent gaze


Poems from the Free Poetry Ebook, Gifts with No Giver:
Gifts with No Giver: A Love Affair with the Truth…. These poems attempt to capture the undying presence of love in all of its forms.


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Nirmala’s website is here:


Nirmala photo from here: http://standinginanopenfield.files.wordpress.com/2013/10/47ff8-nirmala2forweb99999.jpg

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Inspection Required by Purushottama

Inspection Required

From where come you
My thoughts
You’re not, you are
Again you’re not

You lead me to your sons and daughters
I have known your ancestors
But on careful inspection
You disappear into silence

Come back and make a stand
But no you fold
Like a nomad’s tent
A shadow hiding



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No True Things by Susan Kahn

No True Things

To see that there are no true things
Is to fall through crevasses,
Through the appearing bedrock
And into an emptiness.

One finds a freedom
To wander among open fields
Of neither thing nor no thing.

With everything arising dependently,
And so, without inherent natures,
The many are not fractured.

And because nothing stands alone
But for the veil of empty names,
The barren desert blooms.

-Susan Kahn

Susan Kahn


This post came from : http://www.emptinessteachings.com/

Photo of Susan Kahn : http://www.indiapost.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/Susan-Kahn-copy.jpg

More related : http://emptinesscafe.wordpress.com/2011/07/02/1194/

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can you, do you, live this savage wisdom? by miriam louisa

can you, do you, live this savage wisdom? by miriam louisa

impossible! see

this ultimate knowingness
isn’t a teaching, a path, a doctrine
one can ‘live’ or embody

(although the earnest peddlers
of nonduality apps
would love you to buy the notion)

you can’t “live this savage wisdom”

it’s what’s living you

and not just when you’re clear and angelic
oh no
it’s living you when you’re a mess:




seducing and story-telling

its play is infinite

it has no preferences;

it loves all that it creates and beholds

and because You and It are inseparable

your recognition of this

is ITs total fulfillment

it’s how IT gets its jollies!

"It's how it gets its jollies!"

(c’mon, wake up, don’t be a party-pooper!)

Uncredited image found in an archive on my hard drive and played with in Photoshop. Please contact me if you recognize it as your work and I’ll add your name.


This poetry entirely thanks to miriam louisa, found  here : http://echoesfromemptiness.com/2013/05/29/can-you-do-you-live-this-savage-wisdom/

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Poetry Week

Spiritual experience can explode like a hydrogen bomb, leveling the old life, leaving behind fertile smoking cinders from which a new way of living is born.

Prose  often utterly fails to capture such events; profound glimpses into new worlds, deep departures from previous life patterns.

Yet expression still strains at language, yearning for connection.

Often, exasperated with the rigidity of prose, those with spiritual insight turn to poetry as a pliable vessel for such volatile expression.

This week on SIOF, spiritual poetry of this ilk strives to point to the inexpressible.

Seven days of powerful language,
packed with pointers and potential insights.

Seven days of original material,
much of it first published right here on WordPress,
all of it powerful, truthful, fresh.

What a delight to come across such fine offerings !

Please enjoy the wisdom and  creativity in this week’s spiritual poetry.

Photo from here: http://i.ytimg.com/vi/kT59uo3kz98/0.jpg

Poet links other than those featured this week: http://onetruename.com/Vivekananda.htm

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You will get nothing out of Buddhism !

Buddhism is disappointing.

 If one thinks that Buddhists will be any different from other people,then one will be disappointed! Let’s be honest, people are people, and we shouldn’t expect too much. People can acquire a lofty attitude, but at least it’s the start of becoming a better person.

 The Dharma is the teachings of the Buddha. Buddhists are people who are attracted to those teaching, but this doesn’t necessarily mean that we are perfect practitioners. In fact, being in the company of Buddhists is bound to wind you up, when you expect more from them!

 Now to the real disappointment:

You will get nothing out of Buddhism!

There is absolutely nothing there.

You will meditate for years

chant mantras,

sing pujas

bang drums,

perform mudras,

just stare and stare,

and get nothing out of it.


Don’t expect praise for finding nothing.

You won’t get a badge.

You will be ignored.

You will experience doubt.

And nothing will happen.

After years of this,

you will finally realise that

nothing is happening all the time.


The great disappointment is that

you will lose everything

you are holding onto.

What a relief !


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