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Mysticism:’the expression of the innate tendency of the human spirit towards complete harmony with the transcendental order’. Evelyn Underhill

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Sensing divine presence in everyday at a mundane level is more accurate than “union”. But some try harder as Hertz.

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Some like St. Teresa of Avila spoke of union with God, and some have visions. Miracles are not necessary part of the equation.

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Underhill argues that we should speak of “consciousness” of God’s presence, mysticism I would add as consciousness that works.

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I consider myself a mystic since I am conscious and experience the presence. Experience of writing the Illustrated Omar Khayyam convinces me. Writing as though fully conscious ahead, of writing through to the end was a joyous experience. Even after reading third time I can discover shades of meaning that I had missed while writing.

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Soul must be energized for any satisfying experience to build on the Presence, not necessarily religious but for any positive outcome.

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Mysticism is the perception of the universe and all of its seemingly disparate entities are encompassed in a whole entity by love. Perception is more often is achieved by intuition or inspiration.

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In mysticism love has such a role it cannot be in physical objects per se but what the Presence may raise altogether to new level.

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‘Showing the other cheek’ as Jesus spoke of treating enemies is not about self-love but settling quarrel in altogether new manner.

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Taking the anger that struck the blow and showing its inadequacy to restore equipoise is love and it celebrates the presence.

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Transcendental order in conduct is as shown by Jesus. Is there not an order sought in thought as well in actions when one settles a quarrel in turning the other cheek though abused? One does it so because it is within his power to achieve order. How enemy wants to follow up by this peaceable action is not his concern.

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Mysticism is integrated life experience from sleep or wakeful states and the Presence being interior in these states natural or induced.

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Life of the senses robs one of the sleep state which is a dynamic mode for those conscious of the presence. It helps mysticism flower in them.

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Mysticism of St. Paul:whether we live …or die, we are the Lords.'(Rom.14:8) For a Christian this is integrated life experience.

benny

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Sunrise- water colour

This is one out of 50 illustrations I have proposed for a new version of Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat

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Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you? ~Rumi

 

Eagles that soar far above cloud’s congested lanes

Seek once again their bondage,

Such is their wisdom and it goes to its very centre

of their ignorance;

Be not alarmed when the bugles sound

And the contagion of evil walks in smoke and wailing-

The victor’s price is blood and mother’s lament.

Every cleaving of the air merely

sweeps the dusty face of the earth

back and forth;

They shall too cease and wrap in the end

The disturber of earth and shaker of kingdoms.

Bid the minions of fearful factions

To lead the victor to his domain,

Into darkness and bind him to perpetual silence.

Brother what avails your search

To the depths of the farthest ocean swell

When the wind has turned

From a seizure to sleep?

If these oceans in relay swept round and round

Into a vortex without a center

Know for sure for all pother

End was not here or there

But down below laid in neat rows for timeless respite

By your father’s bier.

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Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment. ~Rumi


Moles that upturn clods of knowledge

Smell the air and hear the siren’s cry-

it swells in ever sweetening circles:

‘Freedom of the knowledge it warms

And passes one to another in toneless bliss’-

Oh they also hearken to another

Which calls the race of slaves to obey

will of the underworld.

 Leave  the unruly race that know

The unwritten law of the soul,

but will not hearken;

Freedom of ecstasy that pours measureless

Is for them pointless,- to those

Who go by rules and lines that weave a slave’s shroud.

These shall buy their bondage all too dearly .

benny

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God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches you by means of opposites, so that you will have two wings to fly – not one. ~Rumi


Wide awake to commune with Thee

I know dreams are real:

While asleep

My poor husk of  desires all bound in

A shroud of  ever present:

One curls around pillows and the world

Is tossed between day and night.

(No winding sheets can hold

dreams that seek their level.)

Oh God is it a dream imagined

Or the Now in  her finery

Set out to deceive?

One is a dream too real for this hollow globe

On which fate must decide one way or other.

The other is a gleam that must shimmer or

grow dim with each hour lost in

a dust storm that has strayed from its appointed path.

Athwart awake and asleep

Feeling or thought over

Which state is real or false?

benny

 

 

 

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Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself. ~Rumi


My sympathy, like a wayward child,

Breaks out despite of

My resolve to be wise of the world;-

Oh  Fool maddened by wisdom

Of Nothingness, your unrestraint I allow and

Have your way,

Coming in the way of those

Who would not be gainsaid,

Overturning long forgotten 


traditions,

And breaking coils of silence

Who would rather bawl ov’r their burdens

Unpacked from father to son

And not cast aside,-

Oh  Fool maddened by wisdom

Of Nothingness, your unrestraint I allow and

Have your way,

If this pell- mell outflow be from Nothingness

Fools will carry the burden for all

And ask no fee.

benny

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Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. ~Rumi

In the dream of waning moon

Is a dream she has in her hold.

Am I not a dream my mother told

With her gut-wrenching sigh?

Her joy of a child fed and washed by her vitals

Was a dream waiting to be told.

So it is decreed from old and so shall it hold

When we like a passing dream

are swept up from holy garments to fill

And color every dream that Love shall

Thenceforth exhale.

benny

 

 

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