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The appropriate place

Lovely snowflakes!
Each one falls in the appropriate place.

– Zen saying

The highest mystical teaching

The Self is hidden in the hearts of all, as butter lies hidden in cream.
Realize the Self in the depths of meditation;
The Lord of  Love, supreme reality, who is the goal of all knowledge.

This is the highest mystical teaching.

– From the Shveteshvatara Upanishad

One with this world

Sacred One,

Teach us love, compassion and honor
That we may heal the earth and heal each other.

My words are tied in one with the great mountains, with the great rocks, with the great trees.
In one with my body and my heart.
Do you all help me with supernatural power?

And you day, and you night.
All of you see me, One with the world!

– From a Yokuts prayer

I am in your midst

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I, God, am in your midst.
Whoever knows me can never fall.
Not in the heights,
nor in the depths,
nor in the breadths.
For I am love, which the vast expanses of evil can never still.

– Hildegard of Bingen

What is the question?

Just before she died, Gertrude Stein asked: “What is the answer?”
No answer came.

She laughed and said: “In that case, what is the question?”
Then she died.

Whatever your eye sees

You are not your body; you are the eye.
When you see the spirit, you are free of the body.
A human being is an eye – the rest is just flesh and bones.
Whatever your eye sees, you are that.

Rumi

Two monks and a girl

Two monks were once traveling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was falling. Coming around the bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection. “Come on girl,” said the first monk. Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over the mud.

The second monk did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he could no longer constrain himself and said angrily: “We monks don’t go near females. It is dangerous! How could you do that?”

“But brother,” the first monk said. “I put the girl down and left her there hours ago. Why are you still carrying her?”

– Zen story

It does not exist

As long as I continue to take myself seriously, how can I consider myself a saint? How can I consider myself a contemplative? For the self I bother about does not really exist, never will, never did – except in my own imagination.

– Thomas Merton

Nothing particular

Those who are nothing particular are noble people.
Don’t strive – just be ordinary.

Linji