Froth Above the Waves

roo wrote (on http://groups.yahoo.com/group/DzogchenPractice/):

Bottom-line in all this is this: awareness naturally arises
from within oneself AND as an infinite arising everywhere,
spontaneously. This is exactly as ALL realized (experienced)
masters state. We EACH display at any given time a teacher
teaching...regardless of 'where' (here, there, now or then) or
what form this teacher/teaching arises as, whether directly
and within (called >direct mind-to-mind transmission/
introduction), or in-person and directly >face-to-face with
each of us, OR even from NATURE itself, in and as our normal
course unfolds from day-to-day!!!

Yee-ha! What she sez, and I use the feminine pronoun because when Truth is transmitted, I always hear Mother's voice. And Mother has no lineage except the Unmanifest. She gives birth to and is the whole effing manfestation - literally! - Foreverwhere! - while dancing with a ferocious smile on her lover's body!

and roo again:

One particular point which is strongly indicated by Thinley
Norbu Rinpoche (Dudjom Rinpoche's son) is that if we have
received transmission and pointing-out instructions -at-
any-time- ...even in past lives, that our understanding will
(perhaps) naturally unfold in this life as well. This will
take place in differing "strengths and degrees-of-unfoldment"
depending how much we seek to re-familiarize ourselves
whatever teachings have a natural type of usually unspoken
appeal for us.
He vehemently states that in such cases, there is natural and
profound understanding and abilities to comprehend these
teachings at whatever point these are encountered, and in or
from whichever form (books, teacher/gurus, within oneself,
bumblebees, sticks or stones)...and that there would be no
reason to go and have the same introductions again...just to
satisfy those on the outside looking in. He states how
redundancy is coemergentwith fulility, as thought and
thinking compounds and deepens our conceptuality.

I presume 'fulility' is a typo for 'futility'... although even then I'm not sure I understand that last sentence. Redundancy is okay with me. I've forgotten more samadhis that I can possibly even evoke. Forgetting is for the joy of rediscovering the light buried in the most amazing places! What else is the universe for? What I _do_ remember is that the pointing-outs I've received have been during THIS one and one-only planetary lifetime and, if I have a secondary purpose to being ploinked planetside as a portable fertilizer factory for trees, it's to demonstrate that you can realize total hilarious relaxation into Solar Consciousness while embodied in a poop bag, even the first time around. No zillions of anguished rebirths necessary, folks, unless once you've been proven harmless to the Life Form you want to come back (within the Garden of Gaia this time and not as a supplicant) as a rabbit, a hummingbird, a tree, etc. I aver this this despite having made every conceivable idiotic mistake short of something that would trundle me off to the pokey. Thus I can cry "I am you!" to the least of my brethren/ sistren, and prove it.

I do believe (echoing roo) that we receive transmissions from books, music, trees, birds, lizards - even rocks! I've received direct written-word transmissions from (short list): Milarepa (1966), Lama Govinda(1967), Evans-Wentz (1966), Sri Aurobindo (1967), The Mother (1967 including shaktipat from 12,000 miles away), Sat-Prem (2004), Gurdjieff (almost died laughing reading 'All and Everything' in 1966). There are more recent ones too, but I think that suffices.

In K.S's clarification on the need for a guru-in-the-flesh for the tantrica, he wrote:

If you truly are a "solitary realiser," I am so happy to hear that
you have found your true path - dzogchen is not for everyone,
that's why Lord Buddha taught 84,000 different paths - but if
you are a tantrica, please don't lose your way. Unwavering
trust is needed here.

Finding a guru-in-the-flesh is a great great boon, a great privilege. It's like finding your true love planetside, isn't it? I've had many spiritual friends, even many teachers, and now even a few like roo and jax I call 'spiritual coaches,' (attached to my choo-choo train) but my TRUE teacher is the one pointed to in jax's posting from Tulku Urgyen's son Chokling Rinpoche, but certainly not original with him:

The true guru will awaken from within your heart. It is said,
the guru is not outside but within. This means that you are
face-to-face with the true guru the same moment you recognize
the nature of mind. Please understand this!

And if we look again, this true guru must be none other than The Mother Light, yes? And where does this Mother Light reflect Herself in the so-called projection of so-called outer space? Hint: when you do the blue sky meditation, you are asked to turn away from The Big Watermelon-
Ripener She-selfies...

N'est pas? If the Lord Buddha taught 84,000 different paths, where d'you think HE was taught them? In actual fact, all paths just merge into The Divine Play, the Solar Lila where all and everything dance in the golden meadows... In my sometimes humble opinion -- and puhleeze don't go astronomical on me and point to worlds beyond our solar system -- it's just the half-second delay caused by our self-reflective consciousness that takes us OUTSIDE of what everyone INSIDE the Garden of Gaia understands perfectly. THAT which WE ARE displays Truth optimally without the need of telescopes and atom-smashers. Woof? Moo?
(sigh...)
From where Gratitude meets the Grace brought to you by She who Manifests First from the Unmanifest, and Cleans Up Last...

But watch out for False Positives... they do come along...

Ramon

jax:

When you come to the place where there is nothing at all you
could call effort, that is the moment when you find yourself
in the nature of mind: free from your thoughts, feelings,
emotions and conditions

So all that's left is to sing and dance a leetle song I wrote in 1967:

Just where you are
Is the nicest place to be
Just where you are
Earth touches Eternity
Just where you are,
The sunlight's on the sea,
And where you are,
Is never far,
From me!