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
still possible
aum
if ever there was an effervescent night
pouring with thunderous skies
opened up in tears of sorrow
to the grieving loss of such a companion
a hearts’ leap of faith
silenced by hurt and despair
beyond words
on this paper
oh beloved
you remain
still in love and memories
at long last
for all time to come
clear and vivid
yes, we did
aum shanti aum
deep rest
in mind
in body
in emotions
in busy busy busy
just to a simmered ease
allowing for the heart beat to do its’ thing and able to hear the rhythm
being played to the tune of life…ahh
to love oneself
what is to love?
if everything is all connected
then
to love oneself
perhaps
is to love everything?
there is no need to be there
to be seen in flesh and sound
your presence can be felt
from the depths of love
of rhyme in reason and no reason
far from the thresholds
of what commonness describes in words
there, is where we meet
where we’ve met
in the invisible unknowing
freed within space
to be all there is all at once
with and in each other
oh my love oh my love
oh my love
Good Blessings to all of us everywhere…
aum shanti shanti shanti aum
the puzzle grows
butter spread thinly across a slice of bread
when truth is feared more then evil
sorrow will endure until its’ freed
on the fields of justice fairness truthness
aum
kindness…
a prayer for everyone
may we find that which resides in all of us that brings us closer to what we value most in our collective oneness as a basic term of coexisting on our home, earth …
aum
a place in the universes
we all have purpose
beyond our understanding
sorrow
“I believe all children deserve to have clean water and food, safe shelter,
wellbeing protection and access to supports and services for good health and education”
I suppose I could advocate that message at any point in life
because it holds true for this planet and its’ human inhabitants who are innocent in so many ways.
aum shanti shanti shanti aum
inner
outer
where is where
according to somewhere else
to do what brings body mind spirit at some measure of manageable ease🙏🏼
Deepavali
row of lamps
row of light
glowing
aum
“I want to change their minds, not kill them for weaknesses we all possess.” – A line from the movie, Gandhi
if you had no fear, what story would you tell?
a question posed by a video I watched today by Mark W. Travis
honouring the mark of this virtual Buddhist prayer plus flag, flying in the wind, surviving winter storms, hot scorching days, sailing in the calm and peaceful breezes on gentle whispers of currents floating by…So did we say a prayer today?
honouring this thread, with great deep gratitude and sometimes shyness, wonder of regret with some comments, a journey weaved with many different emotions, situations, events that changed lives witnessed and not by eyes of others.
Thank you, Shekhar for this now 18 year journey since you asked, So did we say a prayer today? Thank you for asking 🙏🏼🌱🧡seeded with love, Cinda Anjala
thank you for the support and care 🙏🏼aum shanti aum
December six, nineteen forty five
a single cell filled with enormous creativity
swimming in a flow of love requited by the universe
a cosmic happening spellbound in curiosity brought forth by other realms
one moment in no time…where all exist at once
in this little one we now hear about today named
Shekhar Kapur
Ode to this symphony raga bhajan kirtan jazz silence blues ancient tapestry continuous weavings threads whirling in the winds of mystery and myth a communal collaboration sounding through ripples forever traveling from here to there and everything in between…Shekharji aum shanti to your everlasting swirls around the sun and all there is,
Pranāma
Cinda Anjala
a prayer for all of us
for you and for me
we did say a prayer today
aum shanti aum for everyone
Ode to Jesus
May the teachings that bring us to our kind heartedness and peaceful ways be a practice in our daily lives towards self and others…
a vivid dream came last week,
a question was raised about human purpose,
the answer came…
we are here to experience time
Mount Kailash
a phenomena
a mystery
even when discovered and experienced
still
the mystery remains
one cannot know all there is to be known
even the known knows not all of itself?
taking more than we need
do we know how much we need?
what defines how much we need?
how well do we know ourselves to say this is enough for me to survive in a kind caring manageable way…?
why do we want more than we need?
is there anyone person on this planet who wields the energy of respect and honour that their visible and invisible presence on the imaginary walled boundary lines where wars and violent conflicts are in progress would cause them to stop in their tracks because that one human being stands with a foot on each side … ?
is there one person out of 8 billion plus who can do such a thing?
one button exists where millions could die if that button is pushed, one person in each country is capable of giving commands to destroy thousands, without a button to push, but a word…what have we become if not destroyers of ourselves? perhaps some of us for sure, more apparent and active than others…at what cost?
this love
it came like a trickle and a tidal wave all at once
out of somewhere nowhere to me
invisible in visibility
it came and reached into my soul
finding its safe place to rest and wander
Ireland
you came to me
since I am not able to come to you
welcome my long found love
o’centuries beyond words
welcome my long found love
welcome
does looking the other way
make the thing go away?
contact
1997
Love Remembered
1997
finding 10 cents
1997
Sri Ganapathy Sachchidananda Swamiji
1997
Sirpa Sepio
1997
connections
1997
the means by which we obtain a thing is perhaps the way we are made to endure it
presence
just a word
but wait until it’s felt…hmmm
innocence is not lost
just misplaced by our thoughts
still there
will sprout again with our attention nurturing and nourishment
when wind blows by
the scent hidden
cold sharp
piercing
past flesh and bone
when wind blows by
the scent revealed
warm soothing
heart opened
when wind blows by
how did it slip by without noticing?
noticing was asleep
dedicated to all the peace makers out there
aum
…we did, and do
in all it’s non and random glory
who’s to say?
you see not what I see not what each sees
limitless points of views…
aum
a little more kindness among humans
aum
a totality eclipse
it’s always in totality
depending on the point of view
conflicted
in thoughts
breathing
slowing the breath
yielding to traffic in the brain
welcoming one thought
at
a
time
aum
Ma
I love you
are us humans striving to speak with clear authentic intentions in mind?
I’m losing my mind,
where is it going to
does it inabit someone else’s mind
and then they feel overwhelmed
now too much in their own mind?
and
it’s when they start to lose their mind
then it goes elsewhere?
it sounds more as if it’s a matter of
my mind is losing
me
the movement…towards truth
it’s painfully awkward many a times
and why it that?
inside the laughter
tears
breathing
noticing
presence
Father’s Day
a role worthy of much responsibility
respect, care, love, attention, trust, patience,
vurnerable humble strong wise common sense…listening
aum
children are not born with hatred in thier hearts