posted on Jan, 22 2010 @ 08:21 PM
God is NOW, not the past or the future. But we are really never in the
present. We must place ourselves in His presence. Before that is
possible, we must place ourselves in the present.
"A lover pressed his suit unsuccessfully for many
months, suffering the atrocious pains of rejection.
Finally his sweetheart yeilded. "Come to such and
and such a place, at such and such an hour," she
said to him.
At that time and place the lover finally found himself
seated beside his beloved. He then reached into his
pocket and pulled out a sheaf of love letters that he
had written to her over the past months. They were
passionate letters, expressing the pain he felt and his
burning desire to experience the delights of love and
union. He begn to read them to his beloved. The hours
passed by but still he read on and on.
Finally the woman said "What kind of a fool are you?
These letters are all about me and your longing for me.
Well, here I am sitting with you at last and your are
lost in your stupid letters.
"Here I am with you," says God, "and you keep reflecting about me in your head, talking about me with your tongue, and searching for me in
your books. When will you shut up and see?"
Hindu India developed a magnificent image to describe God's relationship
with creation. God "dances" creation. He is the dancer, creation, the
dance. The dance is different from the dancer; yet it has no existnece apart from him.
In our quest for God, we think too much, reflect to much, talk to much.
Even when we look at this dance that we call creation, we are the whole
time thinking, talking, reflecting, analyzing, philosophizing.
Be silent and contemplate the dance.
The disciple was always complaining to his master,
"You are hiding the final secret of Zen from me." And
he would not accept the master's denials.
One day they were walking in the hills when they
heard a bird sing.
"Did you hear that bird sing?" said the master.
"Yes," said the disciple.
"Well, now you know that I have hidden nothing
If you really heard a bird sing, if you really saw a tree, you would know.
Beyond words and concepts.
What was that you said? You have heard dozens of birds sing and seen
hundreds of trees" Ah, was it the tree you saw or the label? If you look
at a tree and see a tree, you have really not seen the tree. When you
look at the tree and see a miracle-then, at last you have seen! Did your
heart never fill with wordless wonder when you heard a bird in song?