just yesterday I was talking to somebody who was saying "let us study the perfection that we are surrounded by. "
which hit me ..perhaps not in the aspect of 'studying' but living...as your poem...points!
what an awesome opportunity This Moment is Now..
love, Carolyn
carolyn - 10 Nov, 2008 - 15:19:58
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In juxtaposition to the above poem and also to "The True Guru Is Nothing But an Alarm Clock," perhaps it would be interesting to read a posting on my website,
http://www.marharrell.com, on Swami Muktananda - an inside look at the way he taught. I like "The True Guru" piece and think the Muktananda memoir has a lot in common with its perspective about "deconstructing these notions and assumptions, even the notions and assumptions of spirituality. . . . The True Guru may appear ridiculous. He, she or it says and does just about anything to awaken the 'me' from the dream of separation," in that it's Shakti that acts.
Margaret A. Harrell - 10 Nov, 2008 - 16:24:30
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If a radio had a mind, it would probably believe it was the source of what it broadcasted.
If a human body had a mind, it would probably believe that it was the source from which... Oh, shit!
Tom Scheve - 10 Nov, 2008 - 17:19:37
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Thank you, Tom :) Even the great yogi was a mask...
Aurora - 10 Nov, 2008 - 17:29:32
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11 November, 2008
Dear Aurora
With your permission, I offer the following thoughts to the partakers of your blog:
While musing about the three most populated mountainous regions of our planet, Switzerland, the Andes and Tibet: It seems that only Switzerland has developed roads which can accommodate wheeled vehicles. On the other hand, because of their difficult terrain, the people of the Andes relied upon pack animals for transport, and used wheels only for toys. And while the people of Tibet did not use wheels for transportation for the same reasons, the Tibetans did use wheels for sending prayers, their famous 'prayer wheels.'
Then this idea came to me: What if I inscribe prayers on the wheels of my car? It is not even necessary to use ink or paint, but simply to write with a finger, and the message is indelibly absorbed into the substance of the wheels...
And, behold! Now, every time I spin down the road in my mechanical friend, the power of cosmic unity, OM, radiates outward and inward to the benefit of all beings... a moving mandala of incredible joy!
(How much better off would the world be if those graffitist 'taggers' painted prayers on train wheels instead of ego driven symbols of self glorification?)
Richard Siege
Richard Siege - 11 Nov, 2008 - 16:13:36
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Dear Richard, thank you for sharing such interesting thoughts. I absolutely loved your idea of transforming the wheels of our cars into moving mandalas spreading a higher consciousness...thank you :)
And thinking of what you wrote about the graffitti painters... I got an idea. How about seeing them as embodiments of the highest Spirit, painting the one OM in a different "language"?
love,
aurora
Aurora - 12 Nov, 2008 - 12:46:54
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