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
…clarity
…happy thanksgiving, everyday
…patience
…tolerance
…flowing freely
…for the beauty of sharing oneness, namaste
…for Ibrahim and his family, peace
…for truthful open communication
I now transcend the limits of my own being. I cling to the Tree of Life. Happiness finds me now that my ego is out of the spotlight. I can get out of my own way, letting go of all stubbornness.
~72 name of the week
ode to “Life after Death, burden of proof”
…in peace with the dark side
…for open honest communication
…thank you
…thank you for Deepak’s visit to Toronto and his inspirational and transforming new book.
…for simple words that mean what they say
…for Julia, healing and peace of spirit and oneness.
for freeing ourselves to the flow…
…slowing down to the tune of being more aware of one’s internal “being”
…intent of this cold virus to leave my body after hanging around for over a month now
…it will leave when it is ready, I let go and let it flow
“This evening, at home in Ahmedabad, India, a colleague living in a nearby village called to say he wasn’t coming to work tomorrow. The reason: the pregnant wife and child of a childhood friend in the same village died during childbirth at the Government hospital. This may not be a total shock, but knowing full well that the world has the knowedge and ability to save human lives, it hits close to home.”…
~Anand Shah
Loving healing prayers to this family and so many others who experience such difficult and painful situations
I just don’t have much to say right now. Pretty much nothing seems worth doing. My mind is like an empty room. I haven’t gotten anything done these days. What can I say?
…being in this moment for “all that it is”
…why on this day?
…looking for the lesson in the water’s flow
be the miracle we are meant to be, find it and embrace it and let it reach others
…a prayer for my Anjalee to be safe on her journey.
…for the love of love
…for Keon and his family, may they come to understand and get the proper help needed for Keon to grow and learn in a positive and nourishing environment where is best for him.
…there is somethig deep about this embrace, where souls reach to each other and caress the warmth of oneness,
thank you Shekhar for sharing such a heart warming photo of you and your daughter,
Cinda
And thank you Cinda, for saying a prayer almost everyday. Your prayers are like a Buddhist prayer flag, constantly fluttering in the wind, and one more being added to the chant everyday. Thank You. Shekhar
Namaste Shekhar,
Even when I am not able to post here everyday, I still think of it. You have inspired me beyond words, and since there is no way of conveying such deep felt sentiments {{{warm hug to you}}} dear friend.
This day, I am praying for “An Inconvenient Truth” to reach the roots of this earth and plant itself in such a way, that the humans of destruction shall be inspired to change for the betterment of “all kind”, that the seeds of this docudrama find its way into the hearts and souls of all of us to “act” in a way that will create a peaceful path.
May we do as we would have for ourselves.
In Spirit,
Cinda
…moderation in moderation also
sir datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta sri datta
9,the mystical number flows through this year
2007 = 9,
may
we
inhale
the
energies
in
awareness…
~peace~
~awareness~
…in the air of silence
~om~
…doesn’t seem like much, but,
thank you
“The descendants of Parihaka continue to teach their message of peace, the village still stands, the community still meets on the 18th and 19th of each month, as it as for well over 100 years, and today, a new vision has emerged – this weekend marks the 100th year of the death of the two prophets, and is commemorated with a fantastic Peace Festival…”
~V.Ripper
May they continue to grow in their vision and mission…
…to the creative energies of “oneness touching the deepness of connectedness” and making its way to the souls of those who open the channels of flow
…to Maria Montessori, in honour and awareness of the creative divine energies of developing and implementing a “way of life” through sharing the common bonds and spiritual connectedness between children around the world.
Peacefulness flows through the mindfulness of a true Montessorian…who realises, all are the same in their own different way.
Blessings be, to the ones who started out the first “Casa dei Bambini” in San Lorenzo, Rome ~ 100 years ago, January 6, 1907
om shanti shanti shanti
…my daughter speaks with her eyes
…for Avis’s family, during this time of the passing of her grandmother (97) in Hong Kong, may they have peace and comfort
…Aagie, may your spirit soar with the peace Angels, as you have been one while your time here on earth was spent doing so much, selflessly, for so many.
Thank you for being there, for Anjalee.
Sending healing loving prayers to all your family and friends who are sad and grieving.
You will be missed deeply
om shanti shanti shanti hari om…
Rumi ~ still flowing as the endless stream of oceans rising to the horizon, where there is no sky and no earth…just “one”
“Have a wonderful month. May the actions you take and the words you speak enrich the lives of those around you.”
Rav Berg
Happy Birthday Babalu!
…for clarity in deciding about my daughter and her father’s request
Happy Birthday to Aaravinda Raphael Dev, 7 today