Visible-to-invisible bridges #1

Do you see the beauty of it all? There is, what is called popularly as Karma, but then it is really like our judiciary system. It evaluates in real time the rightness and wrongness of a conduct (even if it is only in thought) and according to the rightness and wrongness dispenses consequences to recompense for the conduct to bring things in balance. A ‘prison’ term is basically a person willing to go through the hellfire of a breakage from Harmony so that the extra energy is discharged and the system can come back to balance. The Judiciary system is the physical manifestation of ‘Karma’ in the nonphysical realm. If a person can go through the hellfire of ones trauma (which is basically anything that breaks away from the flow/harmony/happiness) then flow/harmony/happiness restores. It is happening in realtime. Too much goodness is just as much as offensive if it is not wholesome and this is something not much thought about. Imbalance calls for balance to be restored, however may be the nature of imbalance. How well is the discernometer in a person is the key to curbing Karmic autorecompensation being put in motion.

 

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Published in: on October 4, 2017 at 4:03 am  Leave a Comment  

Who am I (3)

I am the singular and I am the plural AND there is you probably just as much as there is I and are a horizon I do not know much about.

 

Published in: on September 20, 2017 at 3:13 am  Leave a Comment  

So, what’s your story?

Our stories make us. We draw upon and imbibe from stories around us or that which we are exposed to. Some of us actively expose ourselves to stories – those of us who know the value of will. We become the stories through gradual imbibation. We tell the dialogues (in our minds or through our mouths) from scripts taken from other stories (stories of other people, dialogues we are subjected to through everyday conversations with other people, stories from books, movies, lyrics, fairy tales, folklore, history) and the material colluded through mix n’ match to make our own narratives. Those of us who have deliberated on creating our own stories deliberate on eliminating plagiarism (by paying close attention to the stories that run through our minds and is uttered through our mouths) until the stories imbibed are distilled and the essence therefrom becomes part of the stories that we are. The fabric of the person keeps changing all through the process (our photographs from young childhood to adulthood is evidence of our material changing through development of our stories). Some of us deliberate on distilling our stories until there is just one story and the person becomes one story – embodied. We are all bits of information. What story are you?

Who am I? (2)

It is when I do what has not been done before that I come more into being. I come from the unknown into the known and in-form the existing. I am the new.

Published in: on February 25, 2017 at 6:48 am  Comments (1)  

My residence..

Where do I exist? Somewhere in the valley between the head and rest of my body as a sound that emerges when wind (through my body) manages to pass through the valley where I reside.

Published in: on September 2, 2016 at 3:08 am  Leave a Comment  

‘God’ is such a rational idea!

Mankind’s journey to rationalism has been through fear and faith (from fear of the mighty fire that engulfed their forest habitat from time to time to learning to use fire….and then further seeing a greater power at work in the seasons and goings on and in the mysterious so much so that he had to coin a word, God, to identify the idea easily) until reasoning and logic by putting cause and effect together arrives at seeking explanation for the mysterious. If God and faith are disregarded or its validity negated, we would be negating the history of rational thinking and some important steps in the development of intellect too for we have a cortex that is a mere development over that of our animal ancestors. Negation of such kind would be entangling the neuronal wiring of the brain that in its make has the reptilian and the primitive mammalian thinking hardwired in its make, in its genetic code itself, for how else would you explain the irrational fear from the back or of a stalker if the more primate ancestor was not having to be wary of the eagle in warding of which he had to seek ingenious ways to survive until the present day?

Published in: on September 2, 2016 at 3:06 am  Comments (1)  

If it isn’t a happy ending, it hasnt ended yet!

“Over time, family who never knew their relatives who had passed away years earlier slept in the same rooms, same beds, and spent days on the same beach as those before them.”

(The above is an except from this blogpost

https://storyshucker.wordpress.com/2016/07/27/its-what-we-do/#like-1049)

This sentence got me thinking. We live in geographies lived in by ancestors who lived and breathed and passed on the land to the newer generations. We may never have met them but their presence lingers in the things they did, their thoughts gave rise to customs and traditions, and also the old pots and pans handed over as handlooms as some of those ancestors were from our own families. We have people who died fighting for independence from living conditions that the younger generations independed from and henceforth enjoy and occasionally talk and remember the ancestors whose fight led one way or the other to our freedom from the kinds of oppressions that were prevalent in those times. We would still have traces of the oppression of those times, in our need to control and dominate (perhaps in retaliation to being controlled and dominated at some point in time, even if it was as old as generations before).

I live in India and India was colonized by the British, so I can talk thusly. There would be British genes intermingled in our own bloodlines (such were the times then!) but would we revolt the ‘injustice’ metted out to us then somuchso that we revolt our own genes embeded in our DNA that has us be us?! Or would we be in acknowledgement of  them and say “this is how things happened.” Things happened, and that is not the end of story. The story ends when things are well and good. And then, that is not really end of story but a beginning of something new. Until such point, the story has not “ended.”

Our stories have happy endings (just look at our movies, at least most of the Indian movies, and definitely the fairy tales all around the world have happy endings; maybe that is even why people still love reading fairy tales even if they think they are impossible. Happy endings!). If the story has not ended happily, there is just another sequel waiting to happen, thats all – maybe in the next generation – but we can hand down a story that was better than the one that came to us. The point is, we can do something about the stories we live. The story here is our own lifestory, and we are the heroes and heroines of our stories. There are villans too, but a villan is always someone, if you notice, who has been wronged at some point and now seeks revenge. (I think the Talibans and ISIS and the whole lot of extremists are villans who have in one way or the other been wronged in some way and now seek revenge through violent means. At least, that must have been how they started. Their future generations may no longer know the reason why they got extremist. We are lucky enough to have ancestors who handed down happy values. Perhaps they were not so lucky. How do I know that? Study Nature. Even a snake wont bite unless threatened or hurt in some way! Mankind is just another being of Nature, no different in behavior hence). So unless the wronged villan has been appeased in some way, the story has not ended and the happy ending does not come through. What is a happy ending? “People, animals and plants, as visible evidence of life, are shining in their own light, in harmony with all that there is, in rhythmic synchrony with Nature and the Universe, being and doing what they came into existence for.”

Published in: on July 29, 2016 at 4:41 am  Comments (2)  

Trust my senses?! brrrr

My senses (five main headings – eyesight, hearing, smelling, touch, taste) differentiate between you and I. They tell me of shapes and contours and boundaries and existenses. Without them, I might as well have been a mound of primordial matter – full of potential and nowhere to go – a potential that has no place to realize. When I do sense with my senses, I do see what there is and what there could come to be and there I find avenues to invest my potential and bring to fruition that which I have a potential to bring into fruition.

Published in: on July 24, 2016 at 9:16 am  Leave a Comment  

The gift in an experience..

“..one of the most important things that I did finally “clearly see” is that we make no mistakes, no wrong choices. There simply are no woulda’, shoulda’ coulda’ experiences. There are only experiences and each experience is valuable (and sometimes glorious) in itself. And beyond valuable, those experiences are always perfectly safe because they are always Divinely guided.”

The above is a quote from another blogger. I have read similar passages before. What had me wordpress about it is this insight: Every experience has a gift enfolded within it. Unless, a person is in a state to just see the experience for what it is without judgement (like the blogger did as described above), the gift is never received. We often tend to go through an experience and then either drag it along, or push/pull it to make sense of it, or leave it lying around if there was not enough energy to process it, or blanket it if it was too much to handle, and all the while the gift enfolded in the experience has been there like a pearl in the womb of an oyster.

Published in: on March 26, 2016 at 9:35 am  Leave a Comment  
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Mismatched partners

Objectification of something that is not bracketable into a few words and then commenting about it is much like sympathizing with something where empathy only could meet the demand of the occasion.

Published in: on March 11, 2016 at 7:59 pm  Leave a Comment  
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