Dare to say the dangerous prayer:
Holy Nothing, take everything that’s not You and leave me here, naked, stripped of every pretending and striving. Only in the Nothing, only as Nothing, only as No One, will I ever find what I’m looking for. So take my quest for enlightenment and take my fears that I’m a schmuck and just leave me here without a clue, completely open. No idea what I am or where I’m going. Just here, the quiet open, waiting for your Breath to play me.
We don’t need any improvement. We don’t need anything more. We just need to stop and notice. And let be whatever’s here, meet it. Until we have the kind of heart that’s so empty for having kissed everything in it, that it can kiss anything and call it Beloved.
There are a few kinds of peace. There’s one that can be shattered because it’s based on quiet music and having things just the way we feel comfortable having them. There’s that kind of peace, which is a relative peace. And then there’s the peace that is always here, if we check, as this content-less awareness looking out of our eyes. That content-less awareness that all of our freak-outs arise in, is never freaked out.
~ Jeannie Zandi
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Image – detail from “Caduta sotto la Croce” del Pordenone, Cattedrale di Cremona, 16th century.
this unlit light 
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Thanks for sharing, Nina! ❤
‘I counsel you that in the earnest exercise of mystical contemplation, you leave the senses and the activity of the intellect, and all that the senses and the intellect can perceive, and all things in this world of nothingness and that world of being, and that, your understanding being laid to rest, you strive towards a union with Him whom neither being nor understanding can contain. For by the unceasing and absolute renunciation of yourself and all things, you shall in purity cast all things aside and be released from all, and so shall you be led upwards to the Ray of that divine darkness which exceeds all existence.’
Dionysius the Areopagite
What a splendid contribution – thank you dear Alberto. ⭐
The so-called ‘pseudo-Dionysius’ was an outstanding mystic in the Western tradition. Another one, Ibn al’Arabi (from Murcia, Spain) once scalded a seeker for pretending that he was a slave of God. ‘A slave? You are pretending that you are something, a somebody while, if you are truthful, you are nothing, a nobody, face to face with God, the one and only reality’.
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