Sunday, September 11, 2016

The Love Declaration - A covenant for transforming humanity - By David Seacord

Today, as I was cleaning up, I came across a 4x6 card, stuck in between an Oregon Corporation fee payment sheet, and an older sheet of directions for some herbal formulas. I remember getting it several months ago while sitting and chanting on the Willamette waterfront, handed to me by David Seacord - the author/channeler of it, where I briefly read it and stuck it where I would ultimately find it today - perfect timing!  Just earlier today, while walking with my wife, I said to her, "There is not enough love in the world."  Then this poked itself out at me. Universe - Such a Silly Wabbit!

"I am your partner
in awakening from fear.
From this moment on,
at all times,
under all conditions,
I declare I am
and I will be,
for All Beings,
a Conscious Source
of Absolute Love;
and, I promise,
I will serve only this Love,
in you,
in me,
and in all,
no matter what,
for the rest of my life."
   -  David Seacord - 1986

Doing a basic search for David Secord or for The Love Declaration, I came across this Youtube. At the time, I didn't know who this was, but followed the links and trail until I found out.

Both of these touched me deeply!
I hope they do you as well.
In Love

हरे कृष्ण हरे कृष्ण कृष्ण कृष्ण हरे हरे  
हरे राम हरे राम राम राम हरे हरे

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Transcendental Time Machine

One of those common topics of conversation, perhaps more among young people than us serious 'adults' is, "If you had access to a time machine, where would YOU go?"

While, obviously, if you had a time machine you could go both forward into the future, and backward into the past, surprisingly, most people don't think about going into the future, but rather into the past. Perhaps it's because we are very aware OF the past, but not so much of the future. In fact, for many, the future is a frightening thing  - both individually, and as a society or planet. What might the future look like? Will we even still be here as a species?  Will there be alien invasions or a take over by the robot servants?  World wars? Famine?  Or some type of Utopian world?  I think, for many, it is too much and too abstract to think about, and SO...we think where in the past we would want to visit.

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Not This Not That

I find it VERY interesting that I continuously identify with things somewhat unconsciously.  This morning, I read an article about the Indian Holocaust - the murder of millions of Hindus by Arabs,Turks, etc over 800 years. And I'm thinking "How could they do that to us?"  

US?  Really?  Since when was I an Indian?  Sure, I've had a strong identification with the Vedic/Indian culture for decades and was initiated as a Brahminical priest 40+ years ago, in India,  but that doesn't make this American/Scandinavian-bodied white boy an Indian. In fact, the very purpose of my initiation was to recognize 'Aham Brahmasmi' - I am NOT this body, I am part and parcel of God, beyond all bodily designations.

And yet, that identification remains.

What is particularly ironic is, while identifying as Indian, the Indians simultaneously bug the heck out of me.  Not actually the Indians per se, but the fact that when I joined our Krsna movement years ago, there was hardly an Indian to be seen, other than the Founder/Acharya, Srila Prabhupada, who started it.  Now, at least locally, it is almost entirely Indian bodied souls who visit the temple, interspersed with a few whities like me. So, on the one hand, my ire is raised when I think about the Indian Hindus being slaughtered by the millions, the same ire is raised when I think that MY Hare Krsna movement has been conquered by those same Indians.  I really don't blame them. After all, it IS their religion, and I am a relative late-comer to the party.  But there IS that damned identification.

Similarly, I watched a video on how incredible efforts to build tiny house shelters for the thousands of homeless in California is stomped on by the local officials - confiscating the homes, breaking them, taking parts, etc.  Now, I'm certainly not homeless, nor do I live in California, yet still, I identify with the victims almost as if I am one of them. I'm not. Yes, there is certainly a healthy dose of empathy and compassion, which is good, but I don't need to identify myself as a victim. 

I am constantly identifying myself as one thing or another, completely in opposition to the idea that I am NOT this body or this mind.  But we WANT to identify with something 'out there': I am an old man; I am an American; I am spiritual but not religious; I'm a Hare Krsna; I'm an ex-hippie (more hippie than ex); I am This; I am That.  It's like there's this NEED to be a part of something - to have understandable parameters, boundaries, definitions - almost as if I NEED something to Defend!  

In Sanskrit, they say 'ahara, nidra, bhaya, maithuna' - we have a need to eat, sleep, defend and mate - they are the basic requirements/rights of every living entity - humans AND animals. Lately, they're even getting mixed together, as, in an attempt to improve my health, my doctor and my wife are trying to take away my "eats" (really 'treats'), and I am defending them to the max!  What good is this life if I can't enjoy my God given right to eat unhealthy food?  In fact, I even use my "I'm not this body" philosophy to defend my eating less than healthy food - "What does it matter if my body dies? I'm not this body!"

Even amongst my 'spiritual peers', those who share, more or less, the same Vedic philosophical background, there are huge gulfs between various factions - Where does the soul originate?; what are the true qualifications for the Guru?; what is the ultimate spiritual outcome?; etc etc etc.  And, the way in which these factions sometimes speak to, or about each other, you'd think they had stolen candy from a baby, and THEN kicked the baby in the head...repeatedly!   

Ultimately, what I'm finding, is it can often be very difficult to integrate any kind of belief system with a working and practical model for living. How do you 'believe' one thing, but act in another - something which is referred to as 'Cognitive Dissonance' - a tendency to either believe one thing but act differently, or even to hold two distinctly different and opposing beliefs simultaneously. It tears us up. 

A case in point - garbage.  No one WANTS to contribute to garbage, but it is virtually impossible to NOT create it. Buy ANYTHING and it is wrapped in plastic, put in a box, and then put in another bag, so you can carry it home. Sure, you can "bring your own bag" - Whoo hoo! - but there's still the first two coverings. I mean, for thousands of years, the vast majority of our history on our planet, there essentially WAS no garbage, at least nothing that wasn't for the most part biodegradeable and would simply disappear back into the earth in a few minutes, days, weeks or years.  Now, every one of us is producing huge amounts of garbage which sits for aeons, and it's almost impossible to avoid it. Our very lifestyles, even the simplest, is detrimental to our environment, if we're using electricity, any electronics, automobiles, even bicycles, which still require a manufacturing process to produce them.  So we fight to STOP garbage, and at the same time, our God-given right to produce it to the tune of 2.6 TRILLION pounds per year! How do we live with this? How do we live LIKE this?  But who of us is willing to go back to living simply, raising every morsel of our own food and making our own clothes, shoes, houses, furniture, wagons, candles, from materials in our immediate vicinity?  It is a post-modern dilemma!  And all because we identify with This or That.

But our identification, much like this rather rambling blog, is Not This, Not That! :-D

हरे कृष्ण हरे कृष्ण कृष्ण कृष्ण हरे हरे    
हरे राम हरे राम राम राम हरे हरे

Saturday, May 21, 2016

Appearance Day of Lord Nrisimhadeva

Yesterday, May 20th, 2016 was Sri Nrisimha Caturdasi or the Appearance Day of Sri Nrisimha - the half man (nri) and half lion (simha) incarnation of God.

In Vedic and specifically Vaishnava theology, Nrisimha (alternately Nrsingha Narasimha Narahari etc.)  is the 4th of the Dasavatara or 10 predominant incarnations of Visnu - that go:
1. Matsya - the Fish Incarnation
2. Kurma - the Tortoise Incarnation
3. Varaha - the Boar Incarnation
4. Nrisimha - the half man/half lion incarnation
5. Vamana - the Dwarf Incarnation
6. Parasurama - the Warrior Incarnation (Rama with an axe-parasu)
7. Rama (Ramachandra) - the Kingly Incarnation
8. Krsna/Balarama - the Cow Protector Incarnation
9. Buddha - The Wisdom Incarnation
10. Kalki - The Redeemer Incarnation

(Some of the 'descriptions' are of my own making.)

What I've always found somewhat interesting, is that while most 'religions' have an issue with Evolution, if you look, you can see basically an evolutionary flavor to the list of incarnations, starting with a marine form, going to a reptilian, then mammal, then between animal and man, to a 'primitive' or small version of man, to a warrior, kingly man, simple village/forest dweller, an 'enlightened' being, and ultimately a redeemer!

Of course, God comes in a myriad of forms - said to be as endless as the waves on the sea. In fact, everything is to some degree or another, a projection/emanation/expansion of God.  And in Bhagavad Gita, Krsna says "Of all creations, I am the beginning and the end, and also the middle" (10.32) and later, "There is no end to My divine manifestations. What I have spoken to you is but a mere indication of My infinite opulences....Know that all beautiful, glorious, and mighty creations spring from but a spark of My splendor...But what need is there for all this detailed knowledge? With a single fragment of Myself I pervade and support this entire creation." (10.40-42)

In the case of Nrisimhadeva, the Lord acts as ultimate protector to those devoted to Him. While I won't go into the whole story in detail, (it can be found in the 7th canto of Srimad Bhagavatam) it tells of a very young boy (Prahlada) who is the son of the king of the demons (Hiranyakasipu). Prahlada is very devoted to God and even preaches to his classmates in the demon school.  His father upon hearing this makes numerous attempts to kill his own son, but in each case, the Lord saves Prahlada from certain death.

In the end, when his father asks, "Where IS this God of yours?"  Prahlada says, "He is everywhere, father!"  Hiranyakasipu then begins pointing at various items in the palace and asking, "Is he here? Is he HERE? Is he in this pillar?"  And smashes the pillar with his sword, at which point Nrisimha bursts forth miraculously, takes the demon upon His divine lap, and with His sharp nails proceeds to completely disembowel the demon!  (Yeah, I know. Pretty politically incorrect!)

To many, the whole scene seems ghastly - a demonic father trying to kill his own son, and God ripping out the demon's intenstines and wearing them as a garland.  I mean, gross, right!?  And yet, thousands, if not millions of people take great solace in this idea of God as ultimate Protector.  (In Krsna temples around the world, it's often one of the most popular holidays.)

But isn't it understandable?  We like to think this world can be all roses and sunshine, but the truth is, there is a vast amount of Evil out there. We tend to either ignore or hide from many of these truths, but brutal treatment, beatings, assault, rapes, murder are being carried out at every moment. It's happening RIGHT NOW, somewhere to somebody - much of it by religious, social, or governmental organizations that we like to think are doing good. But it's there, and it's NOT likely to go away any time soon, if ever. We like to think that we are evolving, but when you look at the state of world affairs, you sometimes wonder if we aren't devolving!

But, the story, ultimately points toward looking to God for strenth, shelter and protection; that we are NOT going to find it within this material sphere, where suffering and mayhem sometimes seems to be the daily fare!  Whether He/She will burst out of a pillar is up for speculation, but He IS ever present! He is closer than our own heartbeat; He is manifested everywhere and within we don't have far to look!  We just have to open our eyes and our hearts.

Friday, May 13, 2016

Loving God Simplified

When it boils down to it, the essence of it all, I have very little doubt that the end goal is Love!  But not just any old love - Supreme Love - Divine Love - Love of and for the Absolute Godhead!  What could be more sublime!?!?

BUT....Occasionally, I find myself overwhelmed by the amount of information available about the 'correct' method of developing love of Godhead! 

I can certainly understand some basic do's and don't's, most of which just make sense. And even some of those are disputable and vary from one group to the next; but as you go deeper, you find that there are more subtle rules and ideals that must be followed, and the deeper you go into a particular sect, the more specific those rules and principles become. And that's where I often start to become a bit disturbed - bewildered, if you will.  And that is ALSO where I begin to see clashes, disagreements between one group and another.

For instance, if I just say, "Hey, everyone...Do your best to Love God and love your neighbor," most religiously minded people will agree and give you a hearty pat on the back.  But if I say, "Love God, but you have to do it through 'This' person, or in 'That' way," then suddenly I find certain people love me and others, well.....not so much! 

I also believe that there ARE higher and lower understandings and approaches to God, and that certain elements may have subtle and powerful effects that we may not be very aware of in our mundane states.  Our diet, for instance, may very well impact the subtle energetics of our body, thus allowing (or preventing) certain 'flows'. 

Karmically, too, behaving in certain ways can hamper our 'evolution'.  Personally, I have not consciously eaten any meat in more than four decades, and can't quite ever see myself doing so. But I  also don't believe it is impossible to eat meat and love God. I have friends that do so. 

But I'm talking about even MORE subtle things - which Name of God you use, whether you turn clockwise or counter-clockwise, bow to the ground or just nod your head. It's like whether you use silverware or not when eating Pizza!  The POINT is to get the pizza into your mouth - NOT HOW you got it there!

Tolstoy tells a famous story known as The Three Hermits.  In extremely shortened form goes something like this:
There were three hermits who lived on an island, and had become quite famous as saints. The local bishop came to visit them, and  asked them about their spiritual practices. 
The hermits told him, "We simply pray, 'Lord, you are three, we are three, have mercy on us.'"  The bishop thought this was totally unsatisfactory and not in line with the church, and so spent some time teaching them the proper liturgies and prayers. 
The bishop leaves the island, and having traveled some distance from the island in his boat, soon sees a glowing light coming toward him, which turns out to be the three hermit brothers running ACROSS the water!  
"Father, father," they cry, "we have forgotten the prayers that you taught us." 
"No worry," says the bishop, "Our father hears your prayers. Please pray for me, a sinner!"

I love these stories of the simplicity of loving God.  I have many friends and acquaintences who like to delve deeply into extremely esoteric aspects of the Vedic and Gaudiya philosophies, and, in the past, I was much more enthusiastic to do such things myself.  But as I get 'longer in the tooth', though I still like to dabble, my real loves are the most simplistic - chanting one mantra, and reading one book.  For me, those are the Hare Krsna Mahamantra - Hare Krsna Hare Krsna Krsna Ksna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare;  and the one book - Bhagavad Gita. 

While, truthfully, I am slightly envious of those who have the mental and intellectual power to remember vast numbers of verses and repeat stories throughout the night, for the most part, I am increasingly contented to simply delve into those two things - mantra and Gita - and find that there are universes of truth and love in just those.  Or, as others have said, "Better to dig ONE hole, ten feet deep, than TEN holes, one foot deep." 

In our Gaudiya tradition, we revere a man by the name of Srila Haridas Thakur, a moslem by birth, who was so dedicated to the chanting of the Holy Names, chanting 300,000 names daily, that he is referred to as Nama-Acharya - The Teacher of the Holy Names. We know very little about him. I don't know if we even are aware of whether he could read or write - but he is famous, because he chanted the names of God - day and night! 

Or there is a story that when Lord Caitanya traveled through South India, he came across a brahman in the temple who was holding Bhagavad Gita, upside down, and tears were flowing from his eyes, while others laughed at him.  When asked, he explained that his guru told him to read Bhagavad Gita, but he did not know HOW to read, so he simply held the book and thought of the mercy of Lord Krsna in instructing Arjuna and his heart burst open with love. 

Many times while I was teaching Sanskrit, students would ask how important it was to pronounce the mantra exactly right.  My standard response was, and still is, Most important is your heart! Pronunciation is second.  God hears our heart more than anything, our words second.

So while it CAN be very fun and absorbing to learn the intricacies of various spiritual sciences, it CAN also be a distraction - just one more thing to absorb our mind, rather than focusing on the main goal, which is Loving God. And worse, it can be something to disagree and fight about, the need to be right, to defend YOUR viewpoint.  There's another famous saying, having NO idea who said it first, "You can be happy, or you can be RIGHT."  Because often they are NOT the same.  And you can be right OR wrong, and still be happy, because you recognize....It really doesn't matter.  What matters is...Did you get the pizza into your mouth!?  Or in other words - DId you develop Love for God?

हरे कृष्ण हरे कृष्ण कृष्ण कृष्ण हरे हरे    
हरे राम हरे राम राम राम हरे हरे

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Sorry I couldn't be there!

So, in the illustrious spirit of Mother's Day, just a few words about MY mother. Yes, there were certainly glorious things about her, and she worried...   OH...did she worry!  Even my father called her a "worry wort". But she was in a relatively loveless marriage with my father, who later left her for a woman closer to MY age at the time. 

I remember her telling me not to take any "cigarettes without names" as they MIGHT be marijuana cigarettes! (heaven forbid). But I DO apologize for her having to pick me up at a hospital when I was 13, having smashed up a pharmacy when high on acid. (guess the nameless cigarette thing didn't help much).

Yes, I WAS a bit of a wild child, and she absolutely gave her love to the best of her ability. And I DID tell her I loved her before she passed, for which I am very happy, as I know so many who DIDN'T and never forgave themselves. (So if your mom is still alive - make sure you TELL her you love her!)

My mother died a few days before my 30-something birthday. She found an old bunnny-rabbit birthday card in her junk, filled out a check, and wrote on the card:

"Sorry I couldn't be with you."

Addressed the letter; sealed it; put on a stamp, and went back to bed, and died!

I still have that card!  My brother who discovered her body found it ready for the mail.

Thanks, mom! I still love you, and you're probalby STILL worrying!

I'm okay.............REALLY!

हरे कृष्ण हरे कृष्ण कृष्ण कृष्ण हरे हरे    
हरे राम हरे राम राम राम हरे हरे

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Our Only Function

So, one day you wake up, look around, and realize....You're in a prison; you were born into this prison.  It's not that it just happened - it has always been that way. But something awoke in you where you suddenly realized it and it became absolutely crystal clear - "I'm in prison!"  What a revelation! 

So what do you do???

There are a number of possibilities for what might occur:  You might begin to wonder "How did I get here?"  You have no memory of it. Nothing comes to mind. You simply found yourself in prison, and no amount of memory dredging or speculation will reveal an answer. You're just HERE!

Assuming you went through "How did I get here?" - the next thing would probably be, "How do I get OUT of here?"  If we figure this is a relatively normal prison, there will be many other inmates, to whom you pose your question - but for the most part, they have no great answers either. After all, they ARE in the prison as well, which would suggest that if they DID have a way out, they probably would have used it.  Of course, that doesn't stop people from explaining THEIR opinions about it to you, and or telling you about the legend of So-and-so who is said to have gotten out. 

But for the most part, no one really seems to know, and even more amazing is that nobody really cares. In fact, when you present the question of 'How do I get out', most people just sort of shake their head and move away from you, as if you were a sad and pathetic little person that is best to avoid.  Not only because you're weird, and perhaps crazy, but you're also 'killing their buzz'. They're trying to enjoy, and your talk of 'getting out', subtly suggests that there is something better than their lives and their attempts at maximum enjoyment.

Truth is, you recognize that up until that point that, you too, had been trying to enjoy everything you could to the max!  You did everything possible to increase happiness and pleasure, and to avoid suffering, pain and misery. But no matter how much you tried and to what extremes you employed to do so - suffering would always come. It couldn't be avoided. And even the 'enjoyment' wasn't really THAT enjoyable, as much as a simple relief from the suffering, an intermission from the reality that was a miserable existence...

Until you 'woke up' and really and truly saw that you were in prison.

Akinchana!  Akinchana is a Sanskrit word that means 'poor, destitute, that which is worth nothing, disinterested.'  In Srimad Bhagavatam, the Lord is described as "akinchana gochara" - One who is easily approached, BUT only by those who are 'akinchana' - completely and totally materially exhausted!  In other words, by those who have woken up, and truly realize that they are in prison; that the prison has NOTHING to offer them, and that their ONLY function is to get out!  This position...this recognition, that the prison is NOT our home, and that it offers nothing for us is, in itself, a fairly rare and amazing blessing, because until we actually recognize that... we are going to continually try and find SOME way to enjoy; some method for increasing happiness and avoiding distress; some situation that will make it all 'okay' and bearable or even special; some way to "Succeed!"  But having woken up to the 'Prison reality', it becomes 100% crystal clear that there is Absolutely Nothing For Us Here!  We are officially 'Akinchana" - Materially exhausted! 

NOW, we become serious about getting out!  But as I asked before, who can tell you how? The people who are here, if they are still here, probably don't have the method out, or to a huge extent, haven't even woken up to the fact it's a prison. They're all still trying to enjoy it to its fullest - and can only offer you THEIR version of how to turn hell into heaven, prison into paradise.

But you're not interested in that!  You've seen through that ruse. You have no interest in so called spiritual powers or abundance or even material 'peace'. You want 'OUT'!  And now you're stuck in a dilemma - you're in...anyone who knows the way out probably IS out, and you're left to suffer and wonder.

The Vedic scriptures also tell us that WHEN the student is TRULY ready, the teacher will appear. There may be teachers all along the road, but when you are truly ready to get out - when you are materially exhausted - when you are ready to fully surrender - THEN the bona fide spiritual master will come; OR you will actually be ready to recognize him (her) as they may have been there all along. Because the bona fide spiritual master is not really a resident here. They are NOT an imprisoned being like we are. They are 'just visiting' so to speak. They have a travel pass - something like a guard or warden in the prison - they appear to in the prison, but they area also out of it, as well. 

There are two kinds of spiritual masters - One is called nitya-siddha - eternally perfected, (who are sent into the prison to rescue us), and the other is called sadhana-siddha or  kripa-siddha - perfected due to their spiritual endeavors or perfected by 'grace'.  But neither is a convicted and incarcerated inmate like the other prisoners. They ARE perfected. They have the way out.

The Bhagavad Gita tells us - tad viddhi pranipatena pariprasnena sevaya upadeksyanti te jnanam jnaninas tattva darsinah - "To know they way out - one should humbly approach with inquiries and service - the spiritual master who has SEEN the Truth, for ONLY they can impart this knowledge to you."

But first, one must become 'akinchana' - materially exhausted, because as my spiritual master said, "Spiritual life and material life go ill together."  You can't really enjoy one place, while, at the same time, trying to get on the boat to escape it.  You just have to want to escape it!  And escaping the prison is Our Only Function.

हरे कृष्ण हरे कृष्ण कृष्ण कृष्ण हरे हरे    
हरे राम हरे राम राम राम हरे हरे

Saturday, April 16, 2016

I'm Watching My Body

I'm watching my body....'MY' body - this thing that I'm stuck inside and dragging around the world. Well, actually, 'the world' would be a gross overstatement, as I drag it around the house, from my bedroom to the bathroom, and out to the porch, where I spend most of my time. 

And 'dragging' too, would be a mis-statement, as no dragging is involved. IT drags, and I watch it, the big, bumbly thing, that sometimes appears to wobble a bit and almost fall over.

I have this general perspective, of being more or less somewhere IN this thing. I see out of its eyes (although not that well anymore) and hear through its ears (not able to distinguish most of the things that are heard).

It REALLY doesn't function very well anymore. The finer senses are very dulled, and even the baser senses are hampered in their functions.  If I drove a car, I would have LONG since bought a newer model. But I'm stuck with this one. Stuck IN this one.

I see other bodies 'out there', which is partly 'in here', in the totality that is Awareness. But the experience is of being primarily in THIS one - the one that has decided to embrace pain! 

'Pain' is a fascinating thing. Basically just a sensation, but with its own unique quality. Years ago, someone asked me "How to deal with chronic pain". I didn't have an answer, or at least, I don't remember what I said. I couldn't relate. I had pain like everyone else back then - occasional and mostly mild. 

Now, it IS my life.  From the moment I rise to the moment I am blessed with those 4, 5, or 6 hours of mostly non-awareness in sleep, pain is what this body embraces.  Now I'm watching the body 'whine and complain'. It does that too, I think because it both wants attention for the pain and it also feels guilty for the pain AND for the various methods it utilizes to minimize that pain.

I used to tell people to 'accept everything!' Embrace everything!  I might have been an asshole!  I didn't mean to be, but I couldn't understand.

It's still not a bad thing, to surrender. It's a great thing to surrender. But does surrender mean to surrender TO the pain, or to the fact that you HAVE pain, and then do something about it. 

If I surrender TO the pain, all I can do is curl up in a ball and pray for death. But nobody around here seems to want me to die; they say it's a quality of life thing - take the drugs!  So I take the drugs. They help some...for a few hours.

I don't know what I was expecting.  Duhkhalayam Asasvatam, the Gita says - This world is a temporary place, but filled with miseries. 

I am NOT this body. I am Awareness. But that Awareness is aware of pain!  Bummer!

But above everything else, the pain guides ME to surrender. If I have some illusion that I might be able to 'enjoy' in this world, in this body, the pain reminds me "Prepare for death! Are you ready? It could come at ANY moment."  Like the proverbial Boy Scout, it reminds me to "Be Prepared."  So I try to be prepared.

How DO you prepare for death?  It IS inevitable, you know.  No one gets out of here alive. Abrahma bhuvanal lokah punar avartino 'rjuna - from the topmost planet to the lowest, ALL are places of repeated birth and death - again and again.

Ante narayana smritih - At the end, remember God. My spiritual master taught me to remember God, by chanting God's names, in every moment - Hare Krsna Hare Krsna Krsna Krsna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare.

I recognize that you can't just do it AT the moment of death. You probably won't remember. So practice. Practice for the moment of death. That death WILL come; Maybe tomorrow or maybe a decade. But it's watching you...waiting for you. Be prepared. So I chant it on my beads; I sing it on my guitar. It makes me VERY happy.

I think I'd be happy if the pain went away. But I know what would happen. I'd start to think I can enjoy in this body. I would TRY to enjoy in this body and forget about God.  And I don't want to forget God - never ever. I want to LOVE God. I want to Surrender to God, and I definitely want to Remember God.

"Always remember God and never forget God; All the other rules and regulations are the servants of those two." The puranas tell me this. So THAT'S what I do. That's what I try to do.  Remember God by chanting His/Her names - Hare Krsna - Feminine and Masculine - Goddess and God. "Please let me serve You! Please let me remember You! Please let me remember Your transcendental names!"

I watch my body. I watch my mind. But mostly, it reminds me to watch God. Thank you, body. Thank you, God.

हरे कृष्ण हरे कृष्ण कृष्ण कृष्ण हरे हरे    
हरे राम हरे राम राम राम हरे हरे

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Writing to Write

I like writing. In fact, I LOVE writing. For me, writing is a form of letting go. It's a way to unburden your mind. It can be a way of both scraping the scum from the top of the mental pond, as well as to delve deeply into furthest reaches of the ocean of consciousness. 

Often, I use writing to explore a topic within my own consciousness - allowing the thoughts to flow freely as I quickly type them out, and thus expressing those thoughts.  I have found repeatedly, that much of what is in our mind is the stuff that's just sort of floating on the top, that go round and round as they have no outlet.  

In an ideal society, we would have close friends with which to share our ideas, and some individuals are fortunate enough to have such friends. But in today's world, we are often without the kind of deeply bonded friendship in which we can feel totally safe in expressing ourselves.   (As an aside - my definition of a friend has always been a person to whom you can tell ANYTHING and they will not judge you - a rare commodity.)

But lacking that kind of friendship, writing can be a very close second.  Journaling, in any form, allows an escape for many of those thoughts that are otherwise 'stuck in your head', and consequently, to go deeper into your own consciousness, or to see the next layer, at least. 

For many years, I did a form of Self inquiry, based on the Enlightenment Intensives of Charles Berner. The incredibly simple process involved 2 individuals facing each other, with one requesting of the other to "Tell me who you are."  The second individual then 'intends' to directly experience who they are, and then  'communicates' that to their partner.  I'm somewhat over-simplifying the process, but the point is, that with each communication, one can hopefully then see the next layer down of who they are, expressing layer after layer, until the can directly recognize and communicate that pure primal Self.

Earlier in life, I also spent a great deal of time writing and journaling, with one of my favorites being "non-stop writing".  With non-stop writing, one sets a particular amount of time - 5, 10, 20, 30 minutes, or whatever duration they want, setting a timer. During that time, one must continue to write without pausing to consider what to write next!  Even if one has to write "I don't know what to write, this is stupid, why am I doing this, I'm an idiot...." and other such things, one cannot stop writing until the timer goes off. The very act of continuously writing helps one to 'break' the thinking patterns, pushing out the crap, so to speak, and often facilitating an incredible release of new and deeper realizations. 

While it IS wonderful to have a true friend with whom you can share your most intimate, enlightened or embarrassing thoughts, the benefit of utilizing writing for clarity, is that you don't NEED to have the friend around....Paper and pen, (or electronic method) are all you need, and you can do it just about anytime and anywhere! 

But actually, this is NOT what I wanted to write about, but rather to explain where I may be going with this blog.  For those few of you who actually read this on a 'regular' basis, you may have noticed I have NOT been writing much, and there are a couple reasons behind this (in no particular order):
1. I haven't actually had much to say
2. Because of my health, my mind feels a little cloudier
3. I initially set up the blog with the idea that it should 'look a certain way',  for instance - always have a quote from someone, a picture of something, be halfway intelligent!

And because of that, I have had difficulty in writing any kind of regular posts.  However, I think I've come up with a solution to these three problems:
1. Start writing anyway, and 'stuff' to say will come up.
2. Writing is a great way to 'clear your mind' as I mentioned above.
3. Let go of caring what it looks like, or what it says!


So, my intention here is NOT to write for admiration or money or prestige or whatever other reasons one writes, but more for Self-purification.  My spiritual master often said that one should write ONLY for Self purification - of course, he was speaking primarily about writing about God, and no doubt, some of what I write will be about God.  But much of it may be simply ramblings, total nonsense, abstract junk, highly philosophical ideals, and things you wouldn't even tell your mother!  (Okay, probably not, but you get the idea.)  In fact, with Blogger, you have the ability to write a post and send it to your blog via email, and have it post instantly!  (Previously, I would send it as a 'draft', then go in, add a picture, double check it, etc.  NOT anymore.  Just gonna send that puppy over and let it land where it will, or as they say, "Let God sort it out!")

SO.....THAT is my plan, or intention, or idea, or ???  Thus, you MAY look forward to many more posts coming up here (or in your email in-box, if you've signed up to receive them  - See the "RECEIVE EACH BLOG BY EMAIL" to the more or less top right of this blog if you'd like to get every one! )

And as always, you are welcome to comment on what is here. I just ask you to 'be kind', as I'm a fragile thing.  And remember: A true friend never judges!  :-D