The Infinite Heart
A Journey Into the Teachings of 150 Great
Mystics, Masters, Poets and Saints
INTRODUCTION
I got his note a couple of months ago, a few weeks after our talks:
“If you are willing, would you please transcribe our conversations, verbatim, and put them up on a website, in case anyone is interested?”
I’m thinking he was just trying to keep my mind busy for a while, re-reading and typing up everything he said, to let it all start to sink in. I mean, who is even going to know about this, not to mention actually read any of it? I still don’t really understand why he asked me to meet with him in the first place. Maybe he thought if he could help someone like me get at least some kind of clue about this stuff, there’s hope for everyone else. By the way, if he had only told me our talks were going to be transcribed, I would’ve tried to sound more spiritual. Too damn late now…
I wish you could’ve seen his eyes when he was talking. There’s something about them. This will sound a little strange, but it’s almost like he makes his own sunshine. You get the feeling there could be a hundred foot wall of water roaring towards him, and he would just stand there, absolutely calm and relaxed, and say “Okay. You can have me,” and just completely melt into it. Like he doesn’t run from anything, but he doesn’t fight anything either. I know, it doesn’t make sense. Maybe you’ll get a taste of it yourself. I asked him if someone reading this might feel any of that energy and presence and flow I sometimes felt those three weeks. He said “The slightest whiff of roses can lead you to the garden. Anyone can fall into the Silence beneath the words.” (I didn’t know what he meant either, but I was paying for the call, so I just said thanks and moved on).
By the way, just like he told me, don’t believe anything he says that you don’t deeply KNOW– maybe not in your head, but in the center of your heart. You know how sometimes you go “I KNEW that! I just didn’t know I knew it yet!” It’s like some kind of instant remembering inside. But he also said when you don’t know something is true, don’t push it away either. Just let it all float around, don’t worry about it, and trust the depths of your heart to sort through it.
I guess the last big question is, why does he want to be anonymous? Here’s what his note said:
…And I’d rather you not mention my name in the transcripts. Who I am just isn’t important for this project. It isn’t about me or my teachings or my background. It’s about those deepest truths, repeated throughout the centuries, that so few have heard, but so many are longing for. It’s about giving anyone who happens to be drawn towards the transcripts a chance to remember what their heart has always deeply known. Not because I said it, or because some great scripture or mystic of the past said it, but only because deep in their heart, they will KNOW it.
So, here they are. all 15 meetings, transcribed word for word. If anyone happens to find this and actually reads it, I apologize in advance for pretty much everything I said. You might think about just reading his part. All the wisdom, half the time.
Alight. Let’s dive in. I didn’t have any trouble finding his place that first Monday morning. He motioned me in, welcomed me with those warm, smiling eyes of his and gave me some tea. We sat down in his living room, and then we got started.