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Showing posts with label Light and matter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Light and matter. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 4, 2024

Matter and Spirit - Misc...


Of what is the body made?  It is made of emptiness and rhythm.
At the ultimate heart of the body, at the heart of the world, there
is no solidity.  Once again, there is only the dance.

At the unimaginable heart of the atom, the compact nucleus,
we have found no solid object, rather a dynamic pattern of
tightly confined energy vibrating perhaps 1022 times a second:
a dance...

George Leonard
excerpt from Wake up and Laugh

with thanks to Love is a Place

Photo - Mystic Meandering



In the point of rest at the center of our being, we encounter a 
world where all things are at rest in the same way.  Then a tree
becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of
whose riches we can only catch glimpses...

Dag Hammarskjold
Swedish Diplomat

with thanks to Love is A Place

Photo - Mystic Meandering



The spiritual world is one single spirit who stands like unto
a light behind the bodily world and who, when any single
creature comes into being, shines through it as through a 
window.  According to the kind and size of the window,
less or more light enters the world..

Aziz Nasafi
Persian mystical thinker

with thanks to Love is a Place

Photo - Mystic Meandering




All that lives is spirit and all that dies is matter;
and all that dies in spirit is matter and all that lives
in matter is spirit...

Hazrat Inayat Khan
Sufi Mystic
from - The Mysticism of Sound and Music

With thanks to Rays

Photo - unknown


 

Friday, September 29, 2023

"Lanterns of Light"...


Sinking deeper into the calming comfort
of the rich darkness of the universe within;
floating into the depths of the inner Cosmos,
"lanterns of light" appear suspended in the dark:
stars - at the interior frontiers of beginnings,
before time, before relative reality, before "I" began,
in the space of Pure Silence...

Where the unmanifest spirals ItSelf into form;
into galaxies of molten stardust
rotating ever so slowly through the universe;
that also somehow became "me"!
For no reason - except
the pure pleasure of Being,
the pure pleasure of existing.

This fantasia of Existence,
fancied and composed of
stardust and galaxies of liquid light
dancing through the universe
inhabits this body...

Light and matter
vibrating together, in resonance,
like a tuning fork - enlivening this body,
all bodies, everywhere.

A symphony of Wonderment...

Mystic Meandering
Oct. 27, 2017

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Photo - Mystic Meandering