So did we say a prayer today ?

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.

1,479 thoughts on “So did we say a prayer today ?

  1. 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.

  2. 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

  3. 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

  4. 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


  5. rules given

    rules not followed are met with charges, fines, isolation, quarantine


    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

  6. 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?

  7. 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

  8. 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


  9. 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.

  10. ?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 ?

  11. 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?

  12. your
    outside of the sphere thinker
    inner voice speaks, hears, listens, guides, wise
    here and not here
    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?


  13. 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

  14. 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

  15. 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

  16. of emerals and gems far from what eyes have seen

    still there is this one thing that holds

    a greater meaning


  17. Prayers for my Son
    may he have good health, well being and keep safe ??
    aum shanti shanti shanti aum

  18. Honours to All the Mamas who gave birth to
    another being, not a small task by any measure ?
    aum shanti ??

  19. raise in consciousness and awareness ??

    more kindness and care towards ourselves
    and one another

    aum shanti

  20. 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

  21. “MRNA is proof that God is not yet completely discouraged of humankind”
    by Sean Penn

  22. Native Americans are the Original Inhabitants of North and South America,

    Indians are from India

  23. 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 ??

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