Prayer from Course in Miracles

I am here only to be truly helpful.

I am here to represent Him Who sent me.

I do not have to worry about what to say or what to do,

because He Who sent me will direct me.

I am content to be wherever He wishes, knowing He goes there with me.

I will be healed as I let Him teach me to heal.

Special principles of miracle workers - a course in miracles - 1976
Excerpt from A Course in Miracles, Chapter 2, Section 5, Subsection A.8.
Published by the Foundation for Inner Peace.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there.

 “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.”

From Goodreads

Joshu Investigates

 Working with the mystery of the famous koan about our favourite scoundrel - Joshu. perhaps of the greatest Zen Masters from China. 

The case is number 31 in the Gateless Gate with Mumon's comments

A traveling monk asked an old woman the road to Taishan, a popular temple on a mountain supposed to give wisdom to the one who worships there. The old woman said: "Go straight ahead." When the monk proceeded a few steps, she said to herself: "He also is a common church-goer."

Someone told this incident to Joshu, who said: "Wait until I investigate." The next day he went and asked the same question, and the old woman gave the same answer.

Joshu remarked: "I have investigated that old woman."

Mumon’s comment: The old woman understood how war is planned, but she did not know how spies sneak in behind her tent. Old Joshu played the spy's work and turned the tables on her, but he was not an able general. Both had their faults. Now I want to ask you: What was the point of Joshu's investigating the old woman?

When the question is common

The answer is also common.

When the question is sand in a bowl of boiled rice

The answer is a stick in the soft mud.

THE MOUSE AND THE CAMEL - Rumi

The Mouse and the Camel

A small mouse once caught a camel's head-rope in its paws and went off with it. Due to the nimbleness with which the camel set off, the mouse was duped into thinking himself a champion. His obvious pride struck the camel.

Presently the mouse came to a great river, such as would have dismayed any lion or wolf. There the mouse halted, not knowing what to do.

"Comrade over mountain and plain," said the camel, "why are you standing still? Into the river with you! You are my guide and leader; do not halt half-way, paralysed!"

"But this a vast and deep river", said the mouse. "I am afraid of being drowned, comrade."

"Let me see how deep the water is", said the camel, and quickly he set his foot in it.

"Why, the water only comes up to my knee", he went on. "What is the problem?"

"To you it is an ant, but to me it is a dragon", said the mouse. "There are great differences between one knee and another. If it only reaches your knee, it passes a hundred cubits over my head."

"Be not so arrogant next time", said the camel. "Emulate mice like yourself; a mouse has no business to consort with camels."

"I repent", said the mouse. "Please get me across this deadly water!"

Then the camel, taking compassion on the mouse, said: "Jump up and sit on my hump. This passage has been entrusted to me; I would take across hundreds of thousands like you."

Since you are not the ruler, be a simple subject; since you are not the captain, do not steer the ship.

Masnavi

Jalal al-din Rumi

From Theosophy Trust

Comments

My take would be that the Mouse represents the Ego and the Camel, your Higher Self. The mouse;'s pride is obvious, and the way the Camel teaches humility. 

The final words contain the morale of the story - Basically you are not in control

A kind of Alan Watts Zen story.

The bit I find intriguing is when the camel says that  "To you it is an ant, but to me it is a dragon"

Pilgrim by Enya

 

Pilgrim, how you journey

On the road you chose

To find out why the winds die

And where the stories go

All days come from one day

That much you must know

You cannot change what's over

But only where you go

One way leads to diamonds

One way leads to gold

Another leads you only

To everything you're told

In your heart you wonder

Which of these is true;

The road that leads to nowhere

The road that leads to you

Will you find the answer

In all you say and do?

Will you find the answer

In you?

Each heart is a pilgrim

Each one wants to know

The reason why the winds die

And where the stories go

Pilgrim, in your journey

You may travel far

For pilgrim it's a long way

To find out who you are

Pilgrim, it's a long way

To find out who you are

Pilgrim, it's a long way

To find out who you are

If by Rudyard Kipling

 

If by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you   

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

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Ascended Masters - Chohans of the Rays

 

From the Summit Lighthouse

https://www.summitlighthouse.org/ascended-masters/

Seven Ascended Masters Teach the Seven Paths to God

The ascended masters help us become aware of the Paths back to the Source. Paths that we can walk over to master the seven rays of our Christ consciousness that emerge from the white light. The seven color rays are the natural division of the pure white light emanating from the heart of God as it descends through the prism of manifestation. These are the subdivisions of the wholeness of Christ. Regardless of their color, all of the flames have a white-fire core of purity, which embodies all of the attributes of God and which may be invoked by those who desire to expand the Christ consciousness.

The seven rays present seven paths to individual or personal Christhood. Seven masters have mastered identity by walking these paths, defined as the seven archetypes of Christhood. These particular ascended masters are called the chohans of the rays, which means lords of the rays. Chohan is a Sanskrit term for lord, and lord is equivalent to law; hence the chohan is the action of the law of the ray.

To be a chohan on one of the seven rays means that this master defines the law on that ray; through him that energy of the Christ and of God flows to mankind, to all who are evolving on that particular path.

 Copy and paste from Kingdom gateway Foundation website on groupspaces before it closes down.

Interesting videos

Fabric of Time (about the Turin shroud and how it was created by the resurrection event)

Mark Passio on the need for the sacred masculine 

Tom Campbell on the Big TOE

Beyond the Road by Troydon Wainwright

 A poem by Troydon Wainwright 1st March 2015

While going through some papers, I found this gem. A poem written for me whilst I was living in Cape Town, South Africa.

Beyond the Road

I walked as far as the road goes
Then beyond the road
To who knows where

It was easy to get lost there
With no path or signs anywhere

I had no map or stars for guide
All I had were vistas wide
And the open air

And being the first to travel that way
I had no one to follow
But destiny

Shine on you crazy diamond

 Shine On You Crazy Diamond

One of the greatest songs ever (imho) - David Gilmour and Pink Floyd - Magical music played by Magicans

Shine On You Crazy Diamond (I-V)"

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Line up 

David Gilmour

Richard Wright

featuring 

David Crosby

Graham Nash

with 

Dick Parry of Sax (superb)

Phil Manzanera

Steve DiStanislao – drums, percussion, backing vocals

From Remember That Night