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
Life matters, in all forms on all levels, we do exist as an intercollaboration of energies and spirited kinship, and with this understanding, the importance reveals itself with the realization through education, wisdom, sharing, knowledge, care, love for this earth it’s creatures and all that is visible and invisible to our senses.
aum
a prayer for praying
where intention meets its place of manifestation
aum
Zen Master Thich Nhat Hanh
Thay
aum shanti aum
feeling
breathing in , i’m breathing in
breathing out, i’m breathing out
ahhhh hmmm ahhhh hmmm
paying attention to paying attention
paying attention to not paying attention
so still paying attention
there is no magic
there is
and an explanation for all there is
it’s just we know next to nothing about anything
and the language needed to understand what is happening is perhaps not yet known
energy talking to energy
a constant conversation of creation
whether it is creating life as we view it
or death as we see it
energy moving from one to the other
aum
rules given
rules not followed are met with charges, fines, isolation, quarantine
yet
same rules cannot be held by the ones who implement it
Self: where does the mind go to find sanity when insanity is leading the way?
Dear Insanity,
What would you really like for me to do?
follow the rules or follow what makes sense?
Insanity: If you follow me, that’s where you’ll be
9 symbols to remind us about our own potentials
aum Navaratri aum
what’s in a name?
who is behind the sound construed to emerge with grace or fire?
how does it come to be, by flow glow conflict disagreement
when a decision is made and the sound lands from the mouths of those who utter it
why this name, did the name come with a journey on a path awaiting?
it was there all along
aum
Celebrating Chan ‘Zen’ my Mama
she would’ve been 84 today, October 29.
She shared unconditional love with me
I felt it, no doubt
I look at my hands and see my Mother’s hands, her face in my face,
and a love for humanity
Aum Shanti Shanti Shanti to my Mama
Chan Rojie Mary Sankar Raymond
Always forever, I love you
your baby
for us, the one, the i me we you they them
1 soul
aum shanti aum
a paper trail can be left to later on be looked at
a computer image can be deleted and still hidden somewhere for some to see
a thought remains hidden in the mind until released
a prayer has the potential to surpass most things, invisibly and indivisibly
aum
someone’s dream?
The Third Boat Ride
There are some people on the 2nd floor of a paddle boat, a sister, brother, mother and Guru. The Guru has passed on, laying in a half open reddish wooden casket. Brother is standing at the head side, sister towards the middle and mother at the feet side. Guru’s eyes open, sister is no longer there, mother is startled and jumps back for a second and returns, brother is still standing near where the Guru has now lifted his head up and started speaking.
The Guru says, he died and went to a place where he saw God, there is a God he said. God said all the religions here are wrong and there is one right religion, in the place where the Guru saw God, and named it. The Guru went on to say some more about what was communicated to him by God, and when he was done, he lay back down and closed his eyes again.
aum
remembering all who died to help protect country and peace
aum
?as celebrations swirl around the Sun and tributes are bestowed?
here is where one of those cornerstones laid its foundation
by the grace of faith and trust, thank you, pranams, gratitude from the soul?
one flying in the new technology winds as a flag of thoughts prayers offerings observation celebrations, smiling weeping and floods of emotions and feelings ?
stirring in the vessel of creation longing curiosity patience and hurriedness
silence and sounding, dancing in the breezes of quartz and quantum?
emerged from one simple question, fifteen years ago, this month ?
“So did we say a prayer today?”
~Shekhar Kapur
? aum shanti aum ?
being true to self
who is this self?
what is this self?
are we in search of unknown?
is the search the known of the unknown?
your
radiance
creative
freewill
outside of the sphere thinker
inner voice speaks, hears, listens, guides, wise
here and not here
everywhere
all at once a glance, a touch, a flare, a breeze
heard from distances now
celebrating your mother with deep gratitude?
From your first birthday
to all the other ones to come,
nearing 75 swirls around the Sun?
Shekhar Kapur, pranams Sir, you are a gift to this world ?
Much love and Blessings to you on your journey?
aum
Angela
patience Master,
yea, what about it?
how can I be patient?
um,
do i speak up?
do i keep silent?
when to do what?
hmmm
tired
aum
gratitude
Ode to my toilet
for taking my crap everyday
aum
creativity
sometimes it takes a deep dive into the depths of the wells’ bottom
discovering yet another form of creative expression
if one could allow embrace and be with it at this point
oh, what treasures one could possibly find…ahh
for the amount not
for the glory not
for attention not
for giving
aum
i can manage this
aum
Kryptos
aum
Asato Ma Sat Gamaya ??
ritual
preparation
from the moment of existence
not only the day of the puja
life is a puja
aum
15 years ago our father passed,
my brother left the family, out of contact for all those years
15 years later, this past week, as my 2 sisters and i were sharing a meal
parked in a lot in a vehicle,
another vehicle drove up 2 spaces away, and one of my sisters’ turned her head and said
‘isn’t that Ren?’
my head turned and saw the silhouette of my brother
the one who was close to me growing up,
we played together, went to school, and worked together,
went though a lot of hardships together
there he was, like a ghost came to life and was in the vehicle
2 spaces away from where we were
was it real? is it him?
as he came out, we came out and walked over to him,
i was hugging him but didn’t know if he was there
my mind went into shock
and memories started flooding at the same time, it was so surreal
we all sat in my sister’s vehicle and talked and shared and
all the while I was trying to ‘pinch’ myself awake
is this really happening?
My brother, Ren, returned
he may have been mentioned on this virtual prayer flag
because it was about 15 years ago when this thread began
10 months after our father died
This happened the same week, when my Son and I talked about
Anything is possible
and it was this week I experienced it.
Anything is possible??aum
for my Son, Aaravinda
good health and wellness improving each day
aum
birthday
birth day
bir thd ay
bi rth day
all kinds of things happened from the time we are born into the world
even before even after we go
all kinds of things will continue
as it has
as it has it will
in some way
of emerals and gems far from what eyes have seen
still there is this one thing that holds
a greater meaning
love
a prayer
to help us help ourselves
aum
help for little Ayaansh??
returning to self
over and over
as long as it takes
aum
Prayers for my Son
may he have good health, well being and keep safe ??
aum shanti shanti shanti aum
‘no one is safe until everyone is safe’
-SKapur
in essence
nothing belongs to anything really
everything is part of the whole
you and no other
Honours to All the Mamas who gave birth to
another being, not a small task by any measure ?
aum shanti ??
raise in consciousness and awareness ??
more kindness and care towards ourselves
and one another
aum shanti
the vaccine for Covid
if not for your safety and safety of others
then at least for the experimental stages of donating our bodies
so science could figure out what works
the rats, mice, monkeys, etc. have had their lives taken
for so so long, in the name of providing humans with medicines etc.
it’s a courtesy to all the creatures that we also participate in
experimental trials too
“MRNA is proof that God is not yet completely discouraged of humankind”
-Tagore-ish
by Sean Penn
Native Americans are the Original Inhabitants of North and South America,
Indians are from India
To All Indigenous People of Canada,
Love and prayers, condolences for the loss of
hundreds, thousands, of loved ones, and
much respect and honour to past and current generations
for a better life in Canada, on their land ??
was it something i said?
or
didn’t say?
Rest In Peace and Love
to
Everyone who passed on ???
Asatoma Sadgamaya
aum shanti aum
it’s in the air
the water
the soil
the land
everywhere
it’s everywhere
aum
Prayers for safety and wellness to
All who need it ????? aum shanti aum