For who ? For ourselves. Did we do something, some ritual that affirmed our faith today ? In what ? In ourselves. Our ability to connect with our inner selves. For if we do not, who is this person that is working, loving, talking etc. It’s certainly not you.
It’s an everyday search for me. For that something that can put me in touch with myself. My connection to consciousness. My connection to loving nature.
Of course many people have faith. Which is a wonderful ability. I don’t have blind faith. I am more of a searcher. Questioner. Good, bad ? I don’t know. No value judgements on any faith or the question of faith. Or on myself.
Some people do it with meditation first thing in the morning. I have never been able to do that. I have to connect to something, however small, however little, to loose my sense of individuality. That’s the daily struggle. Against my own exaggarated sense of myself. I am so used to it. I have relied on it for so many years. So tough to let go now. Not that I have never questioned it before. But now, it is really important for me to be truly ‘active’ rather than ‘reactive’, which is what I have done most of my life. And how do I know what that ‘true’ action is ? Unless I am constantly in touch with something larger, more immense, more universal than myself ?
Yes I know. By letting go. By allowing yourself not to be addicted to the result of your action. By allowing chaos to invade your life. Yes, I agree. All of that. I do allow chaos to prevade in my life. I am impeteous (spelling). But then the individual in me fights back hard.
It’s an everyday battle. This battle to let go of one’s addiction to one’s sense of individuality.
Yet, the smallest of things can provoke the sensing of my flowing into something much much larger. Something infinite.
This morning it was my 5 year old daughter waking me up with a loud ‘Peekaboo’ and the tinkling of an early morning laugh.
Sometimes it;s just getting up early enough to watch the first shades of dark blue brush across the sky. Something deeply stirring about that.
Sometimes it’s unexpected gestures of affection that were not sought. Or given so instinctually that you were not aware of them.
Sometimes, it’s writing a poem. But only if the words are coming from somewhere else. As if something is flowing through you, a river of emotion you can physically feel that flows through your being.
But it is always so unexpected. So much that I am constantly aware now. My senses hightened. Waiting for that unexpected moment.
When something deeper will reach out and engulf me, and give my life, and all my actions, however small, a deeper and all encompassing context. On a daily basis.
So say a prayer for me. And for yourself.
Shekhar
…to the works of William Shakespear…
the creativity, the joy the passion the realness of the illusion
ode to William…thank you
There is no maroon…
Only thoughts that are
steeped in the wine
of color.
Until the moment offers the
blue of its expression.
And then…there is no blue.
Only the cobalt nature of
the thinker.
~Ericc
…from that which we plant, we shall reap also
be it now, later
or
much later…
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived to have his stitches removed from his thumb.
He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On examining it I saw it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors and got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor’s appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.
I inquired as to her health.
He told me that she had been there for a while as she suffers with Alzheimer’s disease.
As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised and asked him, “And do you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?”
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, “She doesn’t know me anymore but I still know who she is.”
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm and thought,
“That is the kind of love I want in my life. True love is neither physical nor romantic.”
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
Peace is seeing a sunset and knowing who to thank. The happiest people don’t necessarily have the best of everything — they are just able to make the best of everything they have.
The road to success is not straight.
There is a curve called Failure,
a loop called Confusion,
speed bumps called Friends,
red lights called Enemies,
caution lights called Family.
You will have flats called Jobs.
But, if you have a spare called Determination, an engine called Perseverance,
insurance called Faith,
a driver called Almighty God,
you will make it to a place called Success.
~unknown
to the Dalai Lama,
om shanti shanti shanti
~rain~
what is this prayer?
what does the words do when they leave your thoughts and transend to the winds of free flowingness?
is it the words?
is it the thought that goes with the words?
is it the intention that creates the power to move the energy from one form to the next?
do the intentions come naturally or are they already prefixed and they just enter us at moments of aligned frequency?
how do we do what we do?
where does the prayer get processed…does it need processing?
what is a prayer?
“To have so much knowledge
and
to know so little”
~Lynden Smith
for Eric and his family…
peace of mind,
patience,
compassion and loving healing prayers
With a wish to free all beings
I shall always go for refuge
To the Buddha, Dharma and Sangha,
Until I reach full enlightment.
Entrusted by wisdom and compassion,
Today in the Buddha’s presence
I generate the mind for Full Awakening
For the benefit of all sentient beings.
As long as space remains,
As long as sentient beings remain,
Until then, may I too remain
And dispel the miseries of the world.
~Buddhist Prayer
for the performance at Massey Hall tomorrow…
“enJOYment and FUN”
…to honour the life which housed the vessel that carries the spirit, once protected and loved..from deep within
then,
emerged from the womb
to experience the outter world
a bond held by an invisible thread
weaving together
Mother, Child and Holy Spirit
how do we bow and give thanks for that which is endless
in
love and compassion?
and even though Spirit of the Mother has travelled to another journey,
Still…
She watches over me.
A mother is…eternal love.
Cinda
prayer for all of the staff at Flemington Public School…and for all of the happenings around the world, who are in need of peaceful solutions and ways to solve differences and come to an understanding of sharing and kindness…
these eyes
they cast a gaze
so soft so deep
the stare reaches into my soul
i am dissolved upon the kiss of your lips
a burning of love looms over me
i feel the love of your love
patiently waiting
that it may unfold as the breezes
your arms bind our love
a harmony played to the songs of divinity
in this we pray
we pray
and
trust
today…peace and calm
…accepting that which is
amen…
…for Shekhar
peace and joy…
…for Lynden Smith,
peace and joy
Prayer
Our Divine Oneness
Thou Art Everywhere
Hallowed be thy name
Thy Will be done
As it is deep within
We have this day
as our daily reminder
As we learn and understand
What it is to forgive
May we be mindful of our choices
Gentle and kind when needed
For we can deliver and heal ourselves
With the power you have entrusted in us
We are the power and the glory
to eternity
All that there is…
Peace be
herstory from history…
Om Aimee Hreem Shreem Shiva Rama Anagha Dattaya Namaha…
om shanti shanti shanti
there is you
and
there is me
and then,
there is neither
for we did not exist in the first place,
only what was thought to
be… then
to that which keeps us going…thank you
…in the moment of awareness
In Bethlehem…on Palestinian ground…a moment in prayer…
In Jerusalem. In the ancient Holy land…a confluence of 3 religions…a moment in prayer…
…for peace and a life without fear, for the people of Israel & Palestine.
…for Kavitha
thank you for posting here…
a prayer of being in the moment…
om shanti shanti shanti
On the auspicious day of Pournami…within the ‘House of Mother Mary’…in Nazareth, where Jesus spent his childhood…a moment in prayer for all the children of Israel and Palestine.
At the lowest point on earth…the Dead Sea…another moment in prayer for the death of all evil, & low intentions in this Holy land.
…a prayer of thanks
for
“unseen connections”
Om shanti shanti shanti
…to all those who are…
om shanti shanti shanti
working out
…exercising…walking…breathe…ahhh….mmmmhhhhh
~~~dancing~~~
~~~crying~~~
a solemn prayer for Ustad Ali Akbar Khan
for Ren Andrew Raymond…
a prayer of finding his true passion, living it, recreating it and expanding it to so many others, as he is gifted handsomely with such energies…may he have joy and peace in his life to INjoy for many many years to come
Happy Birthday ~ half a century today!
June 20, 2009.
Om shanti shanti shanti
a prayer, on world music day, for baby aayush nadkarni…
for making surgery possible soon…
so he can hear, and listen to the sound of music…
Happy 100th Father’s Day Anniversary!
To all the father’s…om shanti
…to the “book”
In memory of Michael Jackson
om shanti shanti shanti
emotions are in the blender…swirling, flying, colliding with each other as if there was no tomorrow…trying to get out of the way of each other, yet…the collision becomes inevitable, all this movement, all the noise, I am going insane trying…I need to let go and let be
things will be as it is meant to be, without me interfering, without any sort of thought…or is it so, or is it my thoughts that propel what is happening, I am on the vortex of movement…when does it all come to a calm, running out of patience, where is the center?
Dear cinda,
interesting post.
good that the thread is still growing …..
I have not finished reading any of the comments, just read the primary post.
I am quite spiritual towards life, but do not understand the need to go to any place of worship for the sake of praying. And also i strongly believe God does not need prayers to send us our bowl of blessings. Sinceerity and honesty to self is enough i feel.
I do not often pray with a concrete wish in my mind. I feel God knows the best as to what is goo for me and he will do whatever is god for me as long as i dont harm others. i had a big list of my dear ones whom God had to keep happy, now i do not manage to remember the list myself, these days its mostly like ‘please do whatever you think is good and keep people happy’.
I feel prayer is to surrender yourself to the super power, to feel secure that someone is there to take care of you, to gather hope when we feel helpless. it is for me to give myself in the hands of the super power and not to ask for anything. I feel so secure that way!!!
Will go through rest of the comments whenever i find time.
Very nice thought all put togerher……
prayers to all and especially to you dear shekhar.
Love and paece:)
Dear Manju,
This is all in the leela of things as they unfold and find their place of movement to the the movement…all ever moving, ever changing. I am at a place where I am finding there is no place. Things are extremely important and not…the same things…isn’t that a trip?
God…I refer to as God, no he no she, just God, I find that more close to what God is than putting such an exsistance into a small speck as “he” or “she”
But that’s just me.
Shekhar has inspired me to write here…there was a time when this thread was omitted from his site and I inquired…then days later it showed up again as “Zen Thoughts” đŸ™‚
I deeply arrpeciate what has gone on here i the past 4 years or so…and still going, it is as movable as the sun seems to rise and set i the sky, day in and day out…yet, it is the earth that moves…we humans are such jokers…probably why the “ones” say that a sense of humour is one of the requirements to survive this maddness…ahahaha!
A prayer…hmmmmmm
is it the vibrations of the intentions of our thoughts, whirling like a dervish dancer connecting with the realms of our cosmos? how do we know wnythng for sure Manju? how do we know?
if all is ever changing then, what is?…or sure in the state of sureness?
thank you for your post Manju, peace to you…and lovingness.
Cinda
~love~
~music~
~packing~
~mindfulness~
~off to the new temporary dwellings~
~moved^changed^evolved^tired^pain^joy^content^friend^connected^apart~
~Amani’s journey~
~riding the storm~