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.

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A followup thought from Livingly nonliving ..

 

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I do have a tendency to use my different tools like things, and not quite see how these tools have life of their own and are inherently connected to other tools in a clock-innards fashion. (I guess I just said something wise that is not common thinking to a lot of people but insight value aside) the violence in such utilitarianism is (still) jarring.

Published in: on December 12, 2016 at 3:24 pm  Leave a Comment  

Twilight zone

There is a place where the individual and the divine dine together
They serve ambrosia, which is between birth and death, and an assortment of textures
..for the child and elderly and every age in between.

The air is still and a whisper breezes not unheard
There is music in there with rhythms unborn and lyrics unworded
but music that enriches the deaf even

The waters well up from depths within,
of a texture someone between honey and warm water
The water within nourishes from within but imbues from without

It is rich in spirit, not bought with exchange of money ordinary
The gold here has shades of sweat and wisdom and transient for something richer
It is old wine for the discerning soul

It is not a place you go to but come to
It has always been there with its delicacies for the fine diner
Have you sipped from its cup yet? It is called life and its cup is full…waiting.

Published in: on September 29, 2016 at 5:57 am  Leave a Comment  

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?

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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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Each of us is unique and not..and both is true!

I commented not too long ago on Jan‘s post that I would post one on my blog (instigated by her post) about a lot of thoughts that has been hibernating since some time in my head. As I started writing, I found I have to start at a point different from what I immediately would have liked to (coz you dont just eat a pie from the middle!) and that if my post has got to make sense, at least to Jan, I would need to start by in a way orienting, if that is the word, the reader to my vocabulary (I refer here to the idea that each person has a different set of connotations for what a word means that essentially has each person have a ‘language’ of their own even though they speak English, say. Gives credence to the phrase ‘please speak in english’ while you are speaking in English, or that ‘you speak in Greek and Latin’ while you are speaking in English). So here goes…

Humor me as I articulate a thought that is not easy to articulate. (I find it was easy to just type my thoughts when I thought this blogspace was my little place to voice what is not commonly spoken about, to just get it out of my system so to speak, when no one was following or knew of my such existence other than as an office-going, doing everyday things forgettable someone, not worth following. I find I am not as uninhibited and hence terse even in bulletting out my thoughts anyhow for now I tend to think of how the reader would interpret and hence need to ‘neat out’ my sentences and meanings, but I guess such movements are part of growing up, though such ‘private’ spaces are required also in our own mind/psyche for a sense of ‘just me’ that is not lost in all that there is, for I am just as much a unique expression of consciousness having things to say/express that needs to be said/expressed as a function of the purpose of my existence). I guess that serves as a prelude to what I am attempting to say.

I was born at a particular time into a particular space. That calender date/month/year has never happened before (if it did, we would have had a 2015 twice or more). Spread this thought across different people being born at whatsoever time they were. For now, lets just stay with time and deal with space (..in a later blog maybe if I can adequately articulate what I have been thinking about this. I think somebody has got to say it….we keep taking about being unique vs not that there has gotta be some validity in both!). So, coming back to the train of thought: if we spread across the thought of different people being born at whatsoever time they were and are now in different age (I dont say age group, but age, because each of them were born at different times and so we have a crop that has ripened differently, i.e. we have babies and very elderly and all other ages in between living on the planet at this very moment in time at once). Each of them was born at different points of time in a time continuum of consciousness.

The videos below kind of makes my point. I could not find just one video to say it all so put up three, and still it does not say it all so I have attempted to word it through (like, wordingthrough, get it?). As you watch the first one, if you picture yourself as one of the planets, say Earth (I would rather you pictured yourself as the Sun, but I am unable to find a video where the sun is just another dot spiralling around the center of the galaxy, where again the galaxy, say the Milky Way, is just another dot spiralling around the mother of galaxies, so on and so forth through to all these bodies are spiralling around an invisible energy travelling through time and space. Since I am unable to find that video, I guess you would need to imagine that using my words) So basically, to get my point, I would rather that you pictured yourself as the central moving dot around which things spiral, and that the movement is onward in time, never backward, and that each point of distance covered is like a time when a life is born (astrologers look at time of birth and stellar constellation to know the constitution of a person). Consider that each life born is the breaking out of Consciousness into a consciousnesslet, for want of a better word. Something like fractals where the part is the whole, like microcosm is the macrocosm. Fractal

 

 

 

 

I refer here mainly to the point about an invisible energy moving through the universe in the wake of which everything comes into existence and everything spirals around onward, never backward (I will post another writeup shortly about time in the linear and nonlinear sense, which of course is just my idea of it). If we consider that that invisible energy is Consciousness (like, mother of all consciousness) that is also an intention set in motion (how, I cant say, but if I look within myself, I go into action to do something because I want something, a desire maybe or just an urge to do something and that urge is the intention) so lets say the mind of the Universe had the urge to create something and in wake of this urge the Universe was created. (I am considering the Universe to be alive, complete with the soul and mind and body and the whole package, where each of the existing material bodies as even planets, galaxies or human bodies, through to even individual human body together is the body of the Universe, just like we have cells in our body). That that invisible energy is the life force of the Universe. And that energy, just like you and me, does not know all about itself (there is something mysterious about us, not everything is known about us, even by us). (I also say this because, just like in the movie, The Matrix, where the Architect is just going about designing newer version of the System trying to better the design, the Universe is trying to better its model, if not we would already have a perfect system where no further improvements needed, but then I guess it is already perfect in its spiralling Fibonacci-like movement..at least that is the one that with my level of thinking currently is the model for our Universe, for it is a circle with an imperfection so that it has to move forward in an attempt to make it perfect. Thusly, it also ensures it is onward moving, so that it does not get bored (!) and keeps on at creating something. Perfect, in my estimate, at least for me coz I would get bored if it was just going on about the same point – keeps my mind busy and rolling so it does not gather moss. I’d like to think the Universe is no different; it does not seem to be bored from being in existence for soo long!).

It is a creative force and when it sets its mind on something, it just does it. So it created this complex, multidimensional, self-regulatable, perpetual living construct that we call the Universe. (I think there are multiverses, coz afterall we are said to be the microcosm of the macrocosm and if we are so many and of so many types, it is just logical to think that the whole ‘uni’verse is likely to be multi too.  I am also piqued by ‘verse’, like the verse of a song or something..I wonder who coined this word and if that person did not know something more because of which he/she termed it ‘uni’ and then ‘verse.’ I also keep reading that our Universe resonates with the sound of Om; could that mean this sound is like an organizing vibration for this one, and hence this ‘uni’-‘verse’ is an om-verse, versus some other sound for another Verse? With the microcosm of the macrocosm idea, as humans, I do see that each person seems to be moving to the beat of their own drum).

So, the point I am attempting to make is, considering that we are born at different times in the time continuum of consciousness, and in different circumstances (and circumstances through time, read example BC to AC or stone ages to metal age, keeps changing, meaning getting complexer due to changes in thinking, time cycles, etc etc. Sciency thinkers say the entropy of the Universe is increasing with time), that each of us is also Consciousness’ attempt to understand itself (like trying to see what it is capable of because each of us is a fragment of the whole..you know the whole microcosm of the macrocosm bit. Besides, why would we have a mind of our own and ability to choose if it was all prewritten and just executing the written program? Nature/Universe – I guess both are same in some aspects – I think is too smart to waste something after creating something as free-reining as a mind of its own for each person. If I designed a machine and wanted to keep things going just the way I designed it to be and having complete control of things, I wouldnt give the machine parts a mind of its own, that would be chaotic, but here we all have a mind of our own and ability to choose; there should be a reason why that is the case, I figure); that each of us are unique because of when/where/how we were born and consequent development (through conditioning in different, read unique, environments that two people may or may not have being the same, and even if that was the case, one person would not be experiencing the same thing as another because two people cannot occupy the same space at the same time even if we consider it in terms of different dimensions simultaneously for even then it is ‘different’ dimension, read even quantum state if we consider this case through quantum physics..unless of course my understanding of quantum physics is faulty) and hence each of us are unique. (I chanced upon this little note. It reads, “Tulsatva: The name tulsi connotes ‘the incomparable one.’ Sattva is the purity in Sanksrit and denotes the purest form of any substance. This merchandise as picked by you is the amalgamation of purity and quality to make this the ‘incomparable one.’ This quality merchandise is hand crafted with finest material to ensure purity in terms of comfort, durability, etc. Its overall character is enhanced by the slight flaws and imperfections which occur during the manufacturing process.” See! We are each unique, that is if you are able to dash the dots and make sense of what I am attempting to say).

But, we are from the same ocean of consciousness (if that would be an appropriate word, i thought ‘stream of consciousness’ but there is soo much depth to consciousness…read conscious, subconscious and unconscious levels if not more…that ocean seems more apt in my estimate) that each of us are not that unique too in that deep down we are just as potential as the Universe itself in what we can bring forth (we can create worlds if we have the mind to..just as a little example, look at the worlds created by people through books, even one person who puts their mind to it births a new world through their work that hitherto never existed and helps forward lifekind, and just books are of how many kinds and what not do they speak of and create hence. From the stone ages until now, through imagination and endeavor, we are now reaching to the outer realms of space, traveling to Mars). The difference is in how much each of us are able to, and I emphasize the word able, due to whatsoever reasons, to access such depths and ‘see’/experience the profundity that is ‘all of us at once’ as One at one plane without difference, and further, what we ‘do’ (or create) with this understanding. (Some of us do not even individuate as a person and come into our own, living the purpose of our coming into existence and hence our Dharma, but we have the potential for it and the proof for it is our coming into existence itself. Nature is too smart to keep unwanted things around or things that do not serve a purpose, so if something exists, it is serving a purpose, whether one likes it or not. Things exist because there is a scope for its existence, and what endures is that which stands the test of time. Makes logical sense, doesn’t it? At least, I think so. I also think that somehow that which endures is always the ‘timeless’ values and things that are constructive and harmonious). So, you see we are unique and not unique, and both are true in my estimate, thusly.

(I am attempting to articulate my thoughts about this, and as I wrote this post I find there is more to write, like an old-fashioned telescope tube – there is more length to be pulled out of the tube that I am currently looking through. It is my opinion anyway, and opinions are 10 a penny, so here’s mine to the pool. How valid they are will depend on how the different opinions match up to form a cohesive whole that, most likely, nonlinearly makes sense to all, I guess. I call it circular logic or universal mathematics – a sort of cohesive well managed, even self-managed, system. This is also perhaps what they call as unified field theory, but I am no physicist, just a person thoughting my way through life constructing my own Theory of Everything to make sense of the world I live in, just like any other person).

 

 

Shadows

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(Prelude: I have taken on a 365-day gratitude challenge (that started as a 21-day challenge but somehow found it beneficial enough to take it on for 365 days) that I have been posting on my Facebook page every day. I thought today’s was worth a wordpress.)

I am grateful to my shadow. The literal one sticks around me as long as there is light, so is a reminder that I have problems as long as I am in the wake of a possible, for each problem is seeking a solution that the ‘light’ has! Figuratively, my ‘shadow’ is my network following me around wherever I go (in Landmark Education terms), meaning the influences, patterns, beliefs, limitations, relationships and what not from life lived thus far, and this shadow enfolds within it the light-lessness and ‘forces’ that sabotage my progress, for it seeks that which my progress brings, only it clings onto me so strongly because it does not know any other way than to restrict me for fear of losing the familiar. I am grateful to my shadow, for within its fold is the strength and energy I need to make progress – strength and energy tightly held due to fear and whatsoever that keeps the limits in place for it knows not better, and needs all the light it can get to break free. Shadows (literal and figurative) gets engulfed in darkness. My shadow lets me know where I need light, and I am much grateful for that.

 

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‘My’ tribe (family in the heart#2)

A new kind of ‘world’ showed up as being perhaps possible, inchoately. It made its presence today, don’t know if it was silently taking shape since some time. A new set of relationships inside the existing sets, towards the center-side, i.e. if we consider that relationships are concentric circles from ‘I’ at the center with my relationship with myself being the center-most circle. It follows along the lines of ‘friends becoming family.’ You see, there seems to be filters, boundaries if you may, for each ‘relationship’ beyond which is no-entry zone. Strangers may come thus far but not beyond, so also an acquaintence may come thus far but not beyond. Consequently, emotions (these things dont really know boundaries; you really need to marshal them into staying within the ‘boxes’ our mind/brain or whatever wants to keep people and things in; emotions are a little like children I guess, a little too ‘hearty,’ if you know what I mean), so emotions tend to have too many grey shades between white and black, and it gets difficult when an intense shade shows up in an ‘acquaintence’ relationship and when that happens, alarm bells go off in the brain to caution that the boundary line is getting crossed. A lot of the times ‘I’ may never have experienced most or any of those intense shades because most or any are ever allowed to cross the boundary for the ‘I’ to ever experience them.

I think there could be a way for ‘I’ to be in the world where those intense shades of colors can be experienced, in a field where there are no boundaries of time and space, where time flows as one eternity. (They keep saying in esoteric spaces that the soul is eternal and that the body has lifetimes as timeframes in which to experience living, so going by the line of rebirth and soul continuum, who is to say how old your’s and my souls are?! and who is to say these acquaintences or even unexpicably close-feeling relationships does not go far beyond any rational explanations of how far they go?). Who is to say that just guided by these intense shades (hearty shades?), new meaningful relationships of a kind never before contemplated is not in the making? Who says human race needs to be seen as individuals of a species living as though each from a different species bracketed under one? Who says family or tribe is only that which one is born into, that there cannot be families in the heart that is not defined by blood-relationships, that even blood-relationships needs to be just tissue-bonding?  Much inspired by family(s) in the heart.

Published in: on December 6, 2015 at 9:39 am  Leave a Comment  
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A message from Nature

Today, a scented-rose pink bougainvillea was happily showing off its colors to the morning sun as I walked down the little path in the idyllic but interestingly aware neighborhood of my training center. The flowers seemed to pop out of nowwhere, meaning the creeper was there but other than that little patch of cheerful flowers its source trunk-creeper was untraceable. This patch of flowers was so high up in the trees, I had to crane my neck up and felt like a little child in awe oblivious to much else. I could have been in a forest staring up at a strange species for that shade of pink for a bougainvillea was so unseen. The movie, Bettada hoovu, about a person in search of rare orchids in the jungle came to mind. Beguiling thing, that creeper. I kept coming back again to trace its root. A plant of that nature couldn’t just grow from another tree’s trunk! I did not think it was that kind of a plant. And then, I dont know if it was perseverence or sheer charm cast upon me by that creeper, I had to try out some lateral thinking, try out options on where the root could be, and low and behold stands in front of me a tree of sorts with absolutely no leaves. Alive, but no leaves as far up as I could see. It was a creeper in a very tree-form. I had to search my memory bank for how bougainvillea creepers actually looked, the few roots of them that I had come across over a lifetime, and this unsuspecting, oh-just-another-shoot-amongst-them-all trunk seemed to match the profile. This cheerful patch of flowers blooms atop an adjacent tree amongst whose branches this leaf-less creeper dissappears into. Who would think that this tawny nondescript woody-shooted trunk would bloom such wonder up above. As I thought this thought, down drops a tripetalled bougainvillea flowerlet bright from the sunlight shining on its petals, bumped once against a leaf on its path down and down, down it dropped, just slow enough to land on my palm – a gentle reminder of the lesson this creeper taught me quietly this fine morning. Glorious the creeper looked, now that I could see it from root to bloom, alive with its silent message I happen to receive – a message there for anyone to see who cared to see. I could only thank it and then share the message with the rest of the folks gathered around waiting for the class to begin; “the tree gifted this to me !” as a reminder that appearances are deceptive, that the one who perseveres has its share of the sunlight, mind not perceptions for the fact outweighs opinions!

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