Silence: Embodied Transcendence

(new release) The Sacred Hub: Living in the Shimmering Light of Your True Self

The Sacred Hub: Living in the Shimmering Light of Your True Self

by Robert Rabbin

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The Sacred Hub is an inspiring collection of essays on the nature of meditation, self-inquiry, mind, healing, awareness, silence, ego, freedom, and more. It is an inspired guide that will help you discover your own infinite nature–one of enduring happiness and peace.

“This is a book filled with deep and profound meaning. The Sacred Hub is an extraordinary collection of essays by author Robert Rabbin. The book covers a variety of topics such as learning to know one’s true self, learning to understand and deal with emotions, the meaning of love, and the value of meditation. The author shares amazing insights on these topics, such as the idea that true happiness is the absence of self-concern. Each section of the book is composed of spontaneous and unedited writing—remarkable, considering the overall clarity of the work. Its are unique ideas and challenging thoughts—stop trying to fix one’s life, it advises, and argues that the purpose of life is simply living.

The Sacred Hub is an excellent work of spirituality that pushes people to meet their deepest, truest selves. Though its answers to looming questions are not always comfortable, there is real wisdom here, and the opportunity for developing a simpler, happier way of life.”

Catherine Thureson, Foreword Reviews (November/December 2017)


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The Sacred Hub Endorsements

“How to express the inexpressible? You dance and play and make love with the Divine Self. You drink deep. If you’re intoxicated enough, the words flow. If you’re exceptionally drunk, an exquisite book like The Sacred Hub is the result. Quench your thirst from this well!” – Cate Montana, author The E Word: Ego, Enlightenment & Other Essentials, and Unearthing Venus

“Despite a life-threatening health challenge, Robert Rabbin has cheerfully continued his life-long dedication to spiritual development – his own and others’. He is thus the hub of his own sacred wheel – one of many now rolling through this world – and a blessing to all whose lives he touches.” — Rick Archer, Creator and Host of “Buddha at the Gas Pump”

“The Sacred Hub is an eminently readable inquiry into what it means to be both fully human and fully divine. The Author invites his readers to consider living a consciously awakened life with both personal integrity and spiritual awareness. This timely book is very practical, completely accessible and very compelling. Highly recommended.” — Chuck Hillig, psychotherapist and author of Seeds for the Soul: Living as the Source of Who You Are

“Today’s news headlines are like drops of water on the forehead. Robert Rabbin turns us toward the whole, the ever-present, the untouchable: The hub. From the hub we can only know the world as sacred, through and through. Knowing it all as sacred, Robert harvests the drops of water and with them bathes and cleanses us in an ocean of reality.” — Jerry Katz, www.nonduality.org, Editor of One: Essential Writings on Nonduality.

“Robert Rabbin’s words vibrate with energy, stimulating thought, evoking a response from deep within the heart.” — Tim Freke, author of Deep Awake and Soul Story


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Reader Reviews, from Amazon.com, as of October 17, 2017  (All reviewers rated The Sacred Hub 5 stars)

The Sacred Hub has resonated with me on such a deep level, I feel I need to read it again to absorb the profound wisdom that this book contains. I encourage everyone who is on their path to self-discovery, to take a look at this book. It will make the journey that much better. Mauigirl

The Sacred Hub is an inspiriting and heart provoking work. It is a series of short essays. Each one can be read easily and quickly. But be prepared to be touched, enlightened and to want to take a bit of time to digest after reading. As a kind of daily meditation, I like to just pick one that feels right and read it. I have read particular essays over and over again, whenever I need a pick-me-up or a divine perspective. R. Rabbin is a long-term meditator, spiritual student and explorer of inner realms. However, his writings are for everyone, no need to have an established spiritual practice– only an open heart and mind. Cindy Lindsay

The Sacred Hub is not a book to be read as one usually reads a book. The writings contained within are moments, reflections, feelings, emotions, meditations to be savored, embraced, inhaled into our very depths. They are to be experienced in silence so the words can be transformed into whatever the Sacred Hub of Your Self needs them to be in order to create your inner transformation. And you will be transformed, if you allow it. Let these writings take you on your own personal journey to that place where magic happens … your inner self. Nrf2 Activated

… and then the clouds parted … and heaven offered up its shining light of white fire truth again! Be still my beating heart; another Robert Rabbin book! I’ve just started reading and there is no need to finish to give this book 5 stars. It’s filled to the brim with simple and profound truths that we all know but can’t trust in ourselves. Well, now you can. Robert pours it all out, confirms and then delivers that final drop of ‘ahhhh!’ Thank you, Robert! ktbokcon

I recommend The Sacred Hub to all who would remember their true, divine nature. Robert Rabbin’s words resonate with a profound experience of Self. The enlightened moments captured in his stories lure and challenge us to roam in the inner sacred landscape to begin the journey of Self-remembrance. James Strohecker, CEO, WellPeople

This book is an essential companion for those yearning for freedom. In the Sacred Hub, Robert Rabbin invites us to explore within ourselves, the living Truth that dwells deep within so that we can finally live radiantly alive and utterly free in our everyday lives. Lisa Page


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E-mail from Susan Greenwood, a 5th grade teacher in Charlottesville, VA.

 Hi Robert,

I wanted to share what happened in my classroom today when I read an excerpt from your “Anger” chapter in The Sacred Hub.  I took a screen shot of the section that speaks of what anger actually is. I did this for our morning meeting and connected your writing to our current writing unit -—explaining that this is a good piece of writing that is pack full of information, but is written concisely and to the point.

I read the excerpt and “kid defined” some of the vocabulary. When I was done reading there was dead silence. I asked what they thought, and again silence … this always tells me their brains are turning in ways that are unfamiliar and possibly uncomfortable for them, which is a good thing!

Then a couple of the kids said “that’s deep.”  I asked for other thoughts, and quite frankly, they didn’t know what to say except, “that’s deep.”  Then more responses came:

“I need to start doing that — take a step back and think why I’m getting angry.”

“I’ve never thought of anger in that way.”

“That’s very thoughtful.”

“Ms. Greenwood, can I have the piece of paper with that writing?” — I gave her the printed copy that was projected.

So — well-done, my friend, you made a bunch of 5th graders really think! Will keep sharing pieces of your amazing essays as I continue to read.

Love,

Susan


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Darshan with Bhagawan Nityananda

As I slowly, but steadily, re-enter the market to share my gifts and talents and earn a living after a long illness-induced hiatus, I remembered this event from 20013. It seems to be a kind of trump card over everything else I can think of to do, which includes the advice of many smart and caring people.


In 2003, I was walking along Stinson Beach, north of San Francisco. I was trying to figure out how to raise money for a project I wanted to launch. Suddenly, right there in broad daylight and on the sandy crescent of Stinson Beach, a tall nearly-naked Indian man appeared. I recognized him from pictures.

Nityananda

Nityananda

He was called Bhagawan Nityananda, and lived here on Earth up until 1961. He was a great and eccentric sage, the guru of my teacher. He stood in front of me and said, “You have reached a place in your sadhana (spiritual practice) where you no longer have to reach to get. You only have to open to receive.” Whoosh. Then he was gone.

Of course, the thoughtstream of my mind wanted to know: Receive what? How? From where? When? What about will, and intention, and effort? What about planning and strategies? Who’s sending the stuff I’m supposed to open to receive? What if it doesn’t come? What if it’s not what I want?

Eating Eternity

(This has been published on Rebelle Society, which can be read here.)


On a warm summer day in Santa Barbara, I had lunch with eternity.

I was a participant with about 20 others in a meeting whose purpose was to inquire into truth. The meeting was led by Jean Klein, an elderly Belgian teacher of non-dualism. We were sitting in folding chairs or cross-legged on the carpeted floor or on the couch that had been moved to the back of the large living room. Jean was perhaps 80 at the time, white haired and translucent, the embodiment of silence. He was like a waterfall of pure acceptance. Standing beneath his spray I breathed with lungs I didn’t know I had.

Jean Klein & Robert Rabbin

He would say a few words and then fall silent. Someone might venture a question. He would respond. Then more silence. We passed the morning like that. His speaking was itself a form of silence, each word coming slowly, with precision, from a deep well. You could almost hear his mind falling like an empty pail into an invisible depth, filling, and then being drawn up by his careful voice.

We stopped at about noon, and went outside for lunch. I sat with Jean and a few others at a picnic table. We ate slowly, silently, still appreciating the atmosphere of the morning. It seemed to me that we were all attentive, mindful of what we were saying and doing, respectful of others, listening with our entire bodies to the total environment. It was natural, without technique or effort. It was simply a condition that had been established of its own accord.

We ate ice cream for dessert. Then, as we sat together on the benches with elbows and forearms collapsed on the tabletop, the world dissolved. I took a breath, and it was my last.

There is perception, but no perceiver! There is perception, but no perceived! All worry is worry about me and my body; I’m just an idea and not really worth worrying about. Love is this … no other … nothing other … only this wholeness …

Everything I’ve ever thought is just ridiculous. My God, we should all just sit down and shut up and not move—that would really be the best thing.

What are these electrical flashes and currents? This is all energy! Pure energy, vibrating and singing!

I simply disappeared, but remained present, as an awareness. I looked up and saw the sky and the clouds, but the seeing was with eyes that were not mine. I looked at the others, and saw myself. Everything was bright and radiant. It was so simple and so awesome. There were cognitions, but they were too fine for words, and they passed quickly, as a silent commentary on the pure feeling of just being, everywhere at once.

It seemed that everything was alive in a way I had never noticed. The grass of the lawn, the dirt clumps at the base of a lemon tree, its bark; at the end of the bench was a woman whose hair shone; the air itself—all this was alive, breathing, growing, moving in something, a kind of force, a comforting presence. When I looked at something, it looked back. There was no separation, no difference. I did not own this seeing; it was not mine, not my eyes.

A cognition that came several times was how beautiful, how beautiful. I thought of all I had read and studied and learned, all I had experienced. Then I laughed. I thought of the worries and fears and hopes with which I was often concerned. Then I laughed. I thought of myself. Then I laughed. It was pure laughter, joyous as never before, not because of anything, but in and of itself. Who was thinking? I don’t know. Who was laughing? I don’t know. There was no solid center, no place I could call “me.” Like salt in water, I lost my granular self.

It was the most marvelous calamity, the most terrific loss: a falling away of self, all in an instant. I knew, without knowing, this creation is alive and conscious. This creation is beautiful, this creation is beheld silently in wonder and awe. A conscious presence lives at the center of all things, underneath all things, within all things. There is an order to life that is out of time. It is eternal, but fully present and revealed in each moment, in each thing. The silence grew deeper and the loss more total.

There was just pure existence. If there was thought or movement, if there was discussion and laughter, it happened by itself, to no one in particular. Things seemed far off because they happened to no one, but everything glowed brightly, clearly, so full of itself, the presence.

So much was lost, and so much gained. It was so apparent, how did I miss it? Here, now, in this very minute, as we are, seated at a picnic table, eating ice cream, is depth upon depth of loveliness and silent beauty. My God, how much I love this creation that I am!

There is so much order, intelligence, and fullness in the creation that we are. There is so much beauty, so much love, so much tenderness. This is what reality is. We find ourselves in this loss of self, in the opening to mystery, in seeing the luminous presence that brightens all things.

I would say that we must realize this, but it is already realized. I would say that we must return to this seeing and knowing, but we have never left. I would say that we must find this within ourselves, but it exists equally without. I can only affirm that we are this silent beauty, that we do live as the living presence in all things, that we are love.



I sat with Jean several times, in various venues in Marin County, CA. The picture in the article was, serendipitously, taken during the events described during that lunch! Each time I sat with Jean, I felt bathed in indescribable peace and clarity, openness and stillness — though those words are pathetically inaccurate. Jean struck me as someone who was fully present, feet on the ground, even gentlemanly in his European manners, and yet fully alive in a reality we term “transcendent.” Second only to my guru, Swami Muktananda, Jean had the greatest influence on me. I remember once, after sitting with him for a while and being absorbed into an unfathomable stillness and silence, I heard in my brain, “I want to be like that.” And then, “Not yet. Later. Towards the end.” We’ll see. The man was gorgeous, and I loved him very much.

Jean Klein

My Teacher’s Page on Stillness Speaks

The beautiful people at Stillness Speaks have included me as a teacher on their website and have launched my very own teacher’s page. My goodness, they know more about me than I do! They’ve gathered quite an impressive collection of my talks, articles, books, interviews — most of which I did not even remember!

I know the stewards of this website personally, and they are truly servants of truth in its most expansive sense. Have a look at their website and support it if you are so inclined.

“Stillness Speaks is a preeminent resource for self inquiry and self exploration – the endless journey of self realization. We offer works of teachers (luminaries), and wisdom traditions (paths), both historical and contemporary, Eastern and Western, indigenous and otherwise. Our approach is integral – all are welcome!”

Song of Sudden Freedom

If we are seeking what is real, the real is seeking us.

If we long to know the truth, the truth longs to know us.

If we want to drown in love, love wants to live in us.

These entities are everywhere, even pounding on drums in the ceremonial centers of our cells — trillions of them. They flood into and from us.

Be a child in this on-rushing love: don’t move. Stand still. Don’t try to find the real, or know the truth, or experience love. All effort pushes it away. Be like a lost child and wait to be found. Stand still, be open, look and see that everything you want is already taking you, filling you, possessing you.

We don’t need to seek: we have already found.

We don’t need to learn: we already know.

We don’t have to become: we already are.

SEE THIS AND BE FREE.

The world is alive and breathing inside your very body. All that you treasure is within you. Your inadequacy is but a habit, your bondage an illusion, your fears but shadows and gossip. Let go of all you hold on to. Only you can free yourself from your own deception. Forgive yourself, step into the light of love rushing towards you from a million inner suns.

No one has harmed you, no one has wronged you. Only your pride thinks this is so. Let it go. Bitterness is your own dark night. Let it go. There is nothing worth protecting. Let the breath of new life fill you and fill your mind and fill your body. Your cells are now vibrating with new life. Your heart is opening, your being is growing larger and larger, colliding with the onrushing love. In this collision you can dissolve without fear.

The Transformative Power of Silence

From the time I was 11 years old, I needed to know one thing above and before all else: Who am I? I traveled for a long time and throughout the world in search of answers.

One day, as if I had lived alone for many years in the deep desert, I was taken by a stunning stillness, and without resistance I disappeared into Silence. It was more than an epiphany, more than grace, more than mystical union: it was my soul’s homecoming and my mind’s eternal peace.

In Silence, I felt my core identity, my essential nature, as a unity with all creation. I experienced freedom, clarity, and joy as my true Self. I realized I was of time and eternity in equal measure. I was composed of physical matter and spiritual energy in equal measure. I was born in New York City at the same instant I appeared 20 billion years ago, unfathomably and impossibly far away, as a sibling to trillions of suns.

This Self, this Silence, belongs to all of us — it is who we are; it is what we are. If we are to experience and embody authentic peace and love, if we are going to bring true healing to our wildly violent and endangered world, we are going to have to learn to live within this essence which joins us together as brothers and sisters.

Speaking Truthfully with Barry Eaton & Robert Rabbin

I had the great pleasure to speak with my dear friend, and one of Australia’s brightest lights, Barry Eaton. Barry’s long and distinguished career includes having broad experience in all forms of the media and entertainment industries, as well as being a gifted astrologer, psychic, and medium. He is the author of several books, and an intrepid explorer of reality.

In our very informal conversation, we speak about Speaking Truthfully, our respective dances with cancer, the nature and power of silence, and all kinds of hot and juicy topics.

Click here to listen by stream and/or to download MP3 file. Inasmuch as we were speaking by phone between Australia and the U.S., the sound quality is not as robust as one might like. That’s OK, just listen with earphones or buds, and you’ll be just fine.

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The Healing Power of Silence

From the time I was 11 years old, I needed to know one thing above and before all else: Who am I? I traveled for a long time and throughout the world in search of answers.

One day, as if I had lived alone for many years in the deep desert, I was taken by a stunning stillness, and without resistance I disappeared into Silence. It was more than an epiphany, more than grace, more than mystical union: It was my soul’s homecoming, my heart’s overflowing love, and my mind’s eternal peace.

In Silence, I felt my core identity, my essential nature, as a unity-in-love with all creation. I experienced freedom clarity, and joy as my true Self. I realized I was of time and eternity in equal measure. I was composed of physical matter and spiritual energy in equal measure. I was born in New York City at the same instant I appeared 20 billion years ago, unfathomably and impossibly far away. as a sibling to trillions of suns.

This Self, this Silence, belongs to all of us — it is who we are; it is what we are. If we are to experience and embody authentic peace and love, if we are going to bring true healing to our wildly violent and endangered world, we are going to have to learn to live within this essence which joins us together as brothers and sisters.

EXISTENTIAL NEWS FLASH

The thoughtstream — the field of thoughts and emotions — is a part of our entire being; it is not our entire being. Surrounding the thoughtstream is a larger part of our entire being, which I call Silence. Some might prefer to say awareness. OK, whatever puts some cosmic wind under your wings. Silence opens our conscious awareness to, and connects us with, everything that exists. You know, the All That Is. Dimensions, levels, subtle phenomena, intuitive perceptions, deep feeling, spontaneous knowing. Juicy, good, radical, ecstatic stuff — all right there in Silence. Have fun exploring!

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