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Rishikesh
Pokhara
Delhi Kathmandu
I could not cover the entire world with my 1000 books, but
if I were to concentrate on certain key areas where
people, who were wishing to reach beyond the mundane
world and understand their inner truths, from all over the
world would come, then they would do the job for me by
taking the books back to their homelands, giving them a
place upon their various bookshelves and awaiting those
who may be attracted to open its pages.
So it continued in Dharamsala - Northern India, where the
process of distribution had become even easier as I was
becoming familiar with the way that the shops worked and
also more flowing in my description of the book. Then on
to India’s great capital of Delhi and Nepal’s two largest
cities of Kathmandu and Pokhara.
The finer details of what occurred in each of these places
and the meetings and conversations that ensued around
the distribution of “The Rainbow Bridge” to both
individuals and shops would merit a book in itself. I was
meeting different religious backgrounds, beliefs and
moods in which I came to detect a unified spiritual
understanding that definitely exists between people of
different origins.
The launch of the book at one of Delhi’s great cultural
places, ‘India Habitat Centre’ in May 2009 brought about a
new series of questioning and debate around it. I suddenly
found enthusiasts interested in learning more and going
deeper into the meaning of its content.
Today as I see one third of the pile gone to their
destinations and another third within the distribution
network, I feel both a sense of satisfaction as well as
intrigue as places further afield reveal their interest in it.
From Holland and the United Kingdom to South Africa and
Singapore, I have now been invited to lecture on its
content and how the book came about.
Today, I contemplate on how one small step, three simple
words of “Go to Muktinath” really does lead to giant
paces. And how Muktinath, a previously silent and remote
valley of the Himalayas is now travelling the world, its
inner meaning and secret essence manifest upon the
pages of “The Rainbow Bridge”.
Even though Muktinath has its own particularities and is a
sacred place in itself, I also realised that ‘going beneath
the surface’ could happen in any place and at any time, in
the sense that one’s vision always has the potential to see
beyond the obvious physical and geographical layout of
the scene and the day-to-day activities of its inhabitants.
Bookmark for event at India Habitat Centre
Susan M. Griffith-Jones
Kullu Valley, Himachal Pradesh, India
July 2010
How to read the text
2.
For inside each character,
Each letter,
Is contained
The essence
Of the unity of light and sound.
Thus with light as pure bliss
And sound as pure emptiness
The great truth is proclaimed.
3.
Oh pen,
Please keep your true nature in mind
And form union with the empty space!
4.
You are no longer
A pen
And blank page
Separated,
But together you invite awareness.
5.
For as the letters appear
They stir the perception,
The third participant
In the game of being.
6.
Remember that awareness
As an immortal combination
Of bliss and emptiness.
Whatever appears
Remains ever this.
7.
Oh pen,
Your job is futile
For whatever you say
Is always that same combination
Of bliss and emptiness.
8.
If your perception,
The manifesting tool of awareness,
Strays from that understanding
Then you will write
Nothing of the truth.
9.
Yet just as you may not speak the truth,
It will always be contained within.
For the nature of the letters on the page
Are simply your union with it.
10.
Thus, bliss appears as letters
And emptiness as their sound,
Perception as their meaning,
Both inherent within.
How wonderful
The marvels that may appear
From your tripartite union.
11.
But even though they seem to appear,
They never actually appeared at all.
That blissful emptiness
Of intrinsic awareness
Stirred,
Played and then rested again
In its true state.
Yet in truth it never awoke
From its timeless poise,
But seemed to
Whilst spontaneously holding
The marvellous display
Of bliss and emptiness,
Understanding itself
As their union.
12.
And so is revealed
True mind
From the union of these three,
The eternal guru.
You pen,
Are the guru.
Trust firmly in your true nature
And inject confidence
In your form.
13.
Oh pen,
You are but a novice to the page.
Do you know where you are going
And why?
What is your reason
For such work?
For all that appears
As a result of your union with the page
Is but an expression
Of the nature of that union.
14.
Let your design
Reflect that blissful state
Your constant empty nature.
15.
For your words
Have power on perception,
Can influence
Can mould
And mutate it
Into anything at all.
Take responsibility
For such endeavour,
As the ways of perception
Can bring rise to trickery.
Then the essence seems lost
Although it is always there.
16.
So remain with that essence
Using sound
And light
As your tools
To display its truth,
The blank page as space
Upon which it may appear,
The meaning encoded within
Yet designed perfectly
On the exterior
To mirror that core.
17.
And where do you stand?
In truth your words
Have no position
Yet they appear on the page
In specific places.
One in front of the other
Lending meaning to the next
And the one before.
18.
By the power of you union
With the page,
You give birth to space and time.
As you write,
Both the moment
In which you write each syllable
And the place it occupies
Form an impression
On perception,
That inherently
Knows its true nature,
Yet understands the words.
19.
Do not cause perception
To awaken its judgment
For there is nothing to judge.
20.
As the timeless state
Becomes a moment
And the eternal space,
Place,
Choose wisely the coordinates
Of your awareness.
For as perception
Grasps the moment
And its position,
It is in danger of losing
The correct viewpoint.
21.
Stand in the core,
Dear pen,
For that is the only place
In the vastness of time and space
From where your perspective
Remains all-pervasive.
22.
But if you search for the centre
You may never find it,
For how can one pinpoint infinity.
23.
Yet in the world of time and space,
The centre appears,
Perfectly emanating forms and sounds
And perception of its creation,
That cut up infinity
Obscuring its pure,
Continuous,
Stainless nature
With its multitude of designs.
24.
Your words too
Are clutter
For the eternal space.
25.
Stand in the heart
Of time and space
So that you may connect
To its essential truth,
The eternal guru,
To become its meaning,
By trusting its meaning.
26.
Like this,
You too are the guru,
Dear pen,
Manifest in form and sound,
But a reflection
Of your inner awareness.
Keep your awareness
In that nature
And you will reflect this threesome
Perfectly
In your words.
27.
For those words
Are but the mere tips
Of the rays of light
Upon which dance
The deities of perception,
Manifest through the
Songs of intrinsic awareness
That lies at the core of the ray.
28.
Bursting into rainbow colours,
That playful energy
Of true being
Displays itself
In your speech.
Feel the deities dance
As you
Scratch the surface
Of the blank page,
Intrinsic awareness
Manifest as words.
29.
So remain in the centre
And proclaim your message.
But what is that message
You may consider.
But why be curious,
For the matter is self-revealing.
30.
Your perception
Remains ever
As that nuclear energy
Of intrinsic awareness
That appears
As a multitude of
Its own forms,
Driven by its playful energy
And blissful knowledge
That it is actually
Nothing at all !
31.
The mirror of awareness
Ever revealing
Itself to itself,
Bliss and emptiness
Dancing together
In inseparable union.
Epilogue
So that all beings
May be liberated
Into their essence less nature,
May I remember,
To remember !
Verse by verse
Commentary of
“The Pen”
Introduction
1.
The page is blank
The pen wet,
Poised above the pregnant emptiness.
Anything,
Anything
May arise,
May appear
In forms
That speak their truth
Through a multitude of displays.
2.
For inside each character,
Each letter,
Is contained
The essence
Of the unity of light and sound.
Thus with light as pure bliss
And sound as pure emptiness
The great truth is proclaimed.
Once the character of ‘each letter’ is written onto the
blank page, the formless impression (namely the sound
aspect) of its form (namely the light aspect) automatically
‘contains’ unspoken vibrations within each of its
appearing shapes.
3.
Oh pen,
Please keep your true nature in mind
And form union with the empty space!
4.
You are no longer
A pen
And blank page
Separated,
But together you invite awareness.
Once the pen has written upon the surface of the blank
page, it is ‘no longer’ empty - ‘a blank page’, but
carries a meaning depending on what has been marked
upon it that will be interpreted accordingly by a relatively
connecting perceptive awareness, namely a reader.
For without awareness to perceive the words, their
meaning remains un-manifest, unfulfilled potential. ‘But
together with the pen’, the page upon which the
words have been written ‘invites awareness’ as one
without the other has no resultant effect upon perception.
In this case, awareness does not arise as anything in
particular, except as aware ‘of its separated
aspects’.
For without a perceiver, the play of existential phenomena
does not behold its essential meaning and therefore does
not arise.
In this way, a previously inert potential awakens from the
union of the pen and the page as letters that start off as
individual characters that interact to make up words,
sentences, paragraphs, chapters and finally whole books
that may now carry a meaning within their written form
once there is a perceiver to perceive them.
5.
For as the letters appear
They stir the perception,
The third participant
In the game of being.
6.
Remember that awareness
As an immortal combination
Of bliss and emptiness.
Whatever appears
Remains ever this.
7.
Oh pen,
Your job is futile
For whatever you say
Is always that same combination
Of bliss and emptiness.
8.
If your perception,
The manifesting tool of awareness,
Strays from that understanding
Then you will write
Nothing of the truth.
9.
Yet just as you may not speak the truth,
It will always be contained within.
For the nature of the letters on the page
Are simply your union with it.
10.
Thus, bliss appears as letters
And emptiness as their sound,
Perception as their meaning,
Both inherent within.
How wonderful
The marvels that may appear
From your tripartite union.
11.
But even though they seem to appear,
They never actually appeared at all.
That blissful emptiness
Of intrinsic awareness
Stirred,
Played and then rested again
In its true state.
Yet in truth it never awoke
From its timeless poise,
But seemed to
Whilst spontaneously holding
The marvellous display
Of bliss and emptiness,
Understanding itself
As their union.
12.
And so is revealed
True mind
From the union of these three,
The eternal guru.
You pen,
Are the guru.
Trust firmly in your true nature
And inject confidence
In your form.
13.
Oh pen,
You are but a novice to the page.
Do you know where you are going
And why?
What is your reason
For such work?
For all that appears
As a result of your union with the page
Is but an expression
Of the nature of that union.
For the writing on the page, that is but the pen’s ‘union
with the page’ is just an appearance of that union
state, seemingly split into two parts. In one sense it is the
perceiver and in another, the perceived, even though
these two parts of it cannot be and are never separated in
absolute truth. For what manifests ‘as a resultant’
reality of one’s perception depends totally on the
perceiving mind.
In this way, awareness displays itself as appearance by
manifesting in myriad forms of sound and light, but two
aspects of awareness itself, blissful emptiness in creative
play, the essential make up of all phenomena.
So does the awareness energy of the perceiver seemingly
divide into these two aspects in order that it may perfectly
reflect and behold its true being as one unified entity
within appearance as it does the ‘work’ of perceiving
itself.
14.
Let your design
Reflect that blissful state
Your constant empty nature.
15.
For your words
Have power on perception,
Can influence
Can mould
And mutate it
Into anything at all.
Take responsibility
For such endeavour,
As the ways of perception
Can bring rise to trickery.
Then the essence seems lost
Although it is always there.
16.
So remain with that essence
Using sound
And light
As your tools
To display its truth,
The blank page as space
Upon which it may appear,
The meaning encoded within
Yet designed perfectly
On the exterior
To mirror that core.
17.
And where do you stand?
In truth your words
Have no position
Yet they appear on the page
In specific places.
One in front of the other
Lending meaning to the next
And the one before.
18.
By the power of your union
With the page,
You give birth to space and time.
As you write,
Both the moment
In which you write each syllable
And the place it occupies
Form an impression
On perception,
That inherently
Knows its true nature,
Yet understands the words.
19.
Do not cause perception
To awaken its judgment
For there is nothing to judge.
20.
As the timeless state
Becomes a moment
And the eternal space,
Place,
Choose wisely the coordinates
Of your awareness.
For as perception
Grasps the moment
And its position,
It is in danger of losing
The correct viewpoint.
21.
Stand in the core,
Dear pen,
For that is the only place
In the vastness of time and space
From where your perspective
Remains all-pervasive.
22.
But if you search for the centre
You may never find it,
For how can one pinpoint infinity.
23.
Yet in the world of time and space,
The centre appears,
Perfectly emanating forms and sounds
And perception of its creation,
That cut up infinity
Obscuring its pure,
Continuous,
Stainless nature
With its multitude of designs.
24.
Your words too
Are clutter
For the eternal space.
In the relative sense, whatever the pen writes upon the
page acts just like a load of ‘clutter’ that may distract
the perceiving mind of the reader into judgment,
metaphorically blocking the appearance of pure
perceptive awareness as it marks the pure empty space of
the page.
In the relative sense, the written words on the page are
just taking up space, which is otherwise free, clear and
empty of any inherent reality, even though it contains the
potential to burst into any manifesting design at all.
For this reason the question arises as to why it should
bother to appear at all. For even though whatever arises is
directly representing its true nature and is indeed a
reflection of that nature, a perfect manifestation of it,
anything that appears also has a relatively appearing
aspect that could be deemed a waste of space.
So does the writer return to the meaning of the exercise of
writing for the pen.
25.
Stand in the heart
Of time and space
So that you may connect
To its essential truth,
The eternal guru,
To become its meaning,
By trusting its meaning.
26.
Like this,
You too are the guru,
Dear pen,
Manifest in form and sound,
But a reflection
Of your inner awareness.
Keep your awareness
In that nature
And you will reflect this threesome
Perfectly
In your words.
27.
For those words
Are but the mere tips
Of the rays of light
Upon which dance
The deities of perception,
Manifest through the
Songs of intrinsic awareness
That lies at the core of the ray.
28.
Bursting into rainbow colours,
That playful energy
Of true being
Displays itself
In your speech.
Feel the deities dance
As you
Scratch the surface
Of the blank page,
Intrinsic awareness
Manifest as words.
29.
So remain in the centre
And proclaim your message.
But what is that message
You may consider.
But why be curious,
For the matter is self-revealing.
30.
Your perception
Remains ever
As that nuclear energy
Of intrinsic awareness
That appears
As a multitude of
Its own forms,
Driven by its playful energy
And blissful knowledge
That it is actually
Nothing at all !,
31.
The mirror of awareness
Ever revealing
Itself to itself,
Bliss and emptiness
Dancing together
In inseparable union.
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collection of
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pieces.