All Comments By Francis dacosta

I am grateful to the Presence that brings to together this chain of events .. someone finding this message, it coming to us from this digital nervous system, my eyes.. all of this helps me remind myself I am never alone. There is a beautiful song by Dylan “every grain of sand” that refers to this sense of being not-alone.

krishnamurti speaks of the space between thoughts. Thats where sacred silence resides, i feel. In one meditation class i was asked to focus on the silence between the in and out breath. where there was no easily identifiable activity.

“ We will need to remember that we are not alone and never were, that we are part of a world of many worlds, only some of which are human”. I am fascinated by the super colonies of trees, ants, bees and their timeless acts of service, always paying forward for future generations. Much to learn from them.

I am grateful for my teachers. Some time back I was euphoric about my inner journeys. I have a dear old friend who has spent most of her life in an ashram. And we would go for hikes. And me being a typical male, could not stop babbling. At some point she just quietly said, yes its exciting isnt it, when its new. And then pointed to the orange poppies springing up, new life all around me. Gently and sweetly she brought me back to the earth. She was too sweet to say it but I got all this excitement was useless if I could not appreciate what was happening all around me and what I was intricately entangled with for all eternity. Baba Muktananda had said "Let the witness behind your eyes only be shown scenes of love". That helps.

To me, The empty well of original bliss, means Emptiness as in Buddhism. Leonard Cohen wrote "Dance me to the end of Love". For personal experiences, Nature puts me back in touch with visceral reality and then I sometimes "see the Master's hand" (Bob Dylan). For me its boundless neutral Love .