D.O.B 03.03.56 God knows what time i took my first breath, mother said it was during the night shift! -out of body experience age 11 starts things.....books- The Crysalids, The Games people play, I`m ok, your ok.........Enlightenment intensive week age 20 changed things.........books Primal man, Carlos Castenada,The Human Side of Human Beings and other Harvey Jackins stuff,co-counselling, Adi Da Books Rajneesh books and meditations, vegetarian stuff,Buddhist stuff, autobiography of yoga book, Sivananda books, Sai baba books,Krishna stuff, Hindu stuff 17 years karma yoga and chanting stuff, back in the world stuff, books The fire of transformation,course in miracles, yogi philosophy and oriental occultism(ramachakra), Yoga teaching course,.........book-The disappearance of the universe, .......Nothing in this book is truth....ufo stuff,gurus on the net stuff, sikh stuff, radha swami stuff, anaestasia series-rysa5 >>>>>>>>>>> Vison seems important- have had powerful connections with visual artists and also those who have lost their sight! Could always spend hours looking at wallpaper pattern books for relaxation! particular about certain shades of colour.
THE NOW So this soul sits at this present moment given points of guidence in the form of stories pulled up from the mental library, allowing it to look more objectively at the mental constructs and belief systems that have shaped its 4th dimensonal consciousness- hope that something here is useful for you too. 1. The beautiful multi-coloured peacock feather on Krishna`s crown is bemoaning her fate- "here I am in all my glory at krishna`s crown yet you, a plain bamboo flute are kissed constantly by krishna`s lips". The flute sends out a tuneful sound of understanding to her friend and says "Dear One, in order to reach Krishna`s lips I have been rent asunder from the tree, my bark has been stripped away and holes have been bored into my wooden frame only now has this instrument become a hollow instrument for the Lord to play, but worry not dear one for many see your colours standing out in the crowd, and are moved by your beauty to worship the Divine just as this flute`s sweet sound renders them intoxicated You can quiver when you touch Krishna`s cheek for we all have our part to play in this Divine leela of the Lord. 2. A mouse peeps out from his hole and sees `The Master` sitting in his hut in the jungle. `Oh Master, I am so weak and fearful, and always being chased by cats, can`t you make me into a cat and make me happy`. Very well says the master and for a while the creature is happy as a cat, then discontent again he says `Oh master, I keep being chased by dogs, can`t you make me into a dog" Once again the master agrees and once more the `mouse` is happy for a while and then says "Oh master can`t you make me into a Lion, then i can walk in the jungle with you and nothing will frighen me". This time the Master is reluctant, but being compassionate and still with the desire to let the mouse make his own mistakes makes the `dog` into a Lion. Every evening the Master walks through the jungle with the Lion proudly at his side, then when they return to the hut the Lion gratefully licks his Masters feet......Then one day the Master pricks his foot on a thorn, and blood issues forth, in licking his masters foot, the Lion gets the taste of blood on his lips, and a glint of desire starts to burn in his eyes, so naturally the master senses this and turns him into a mouse again..... his desires silenced! 3.Everyday the servant takes two buckets one in each hand and walks up the garden path to the `Lords` throne to bathe his feet. The one bucket has got a hole in it and by the time it gets to the Master is only half full. It complains `alas, alas, only half my water bathes the masters sacred feet. His brother says `have you not turned to your side?` turning to look at the ground beneath him, the `holey` bucket notices that their are flowers along the side of path where water has spilt on the ground, whilst the soil is barren on the other side.... 4.The baby cries and mother sticks a bottle in its mouth, this keeps it content for a while, baby cries and mother gives it some toys to play with, these keep it content for a while, but after a while even these toys lose their novelty and the baby starts crying again, louder, and louder and louder, ......in the end mother has no choice to satisfy baby she knows nothing else will do she has no option but to appear. 5. The awaited for master musician says that he will play providing that the audience agree to the contract that if they move during the performance they are giving permission to be slain..... Hundreds turn up convinced that this is in essence a simple request. The musician stands poised to begin, the audience hold their breath, there is a potent silence, broken by a thrilling note of musical beauty; the dance begins and the audience becomes drenched in a poetry of sound hardly daring to breathe.......but amidst the crowd there are those who are moved beyond the fear of moving to the pull of joy in their hearts. The heads of these bodies start to sway in perfect time, it is these beings whose every fibre vibrates with perfect resonance, in time with the message in the music. In one accord they rise and fall with the music at one with every beautiful note....... in one accord they walk onto the stage and form a circle around the musician and dance and sway coming together and pulling away in patterns of perfect union a musical collidoscope of creativity and joy the audience observe this phenomena in their stillness untill the pull is too great one by one they move towards the moving dancing matrix and the performance continues to evolve......
GENERAL Relish the opportunity to listen.....and intently watch interviews and interactions, love to witness connections being made. Will take opportunity to hear teachers from a variety of traditions speak and feel at home.....but no body seems to have put all the dots together in the way that i percieve things now via Rysa5. Still integrating much material and learning the neccesity of doing much of this in my own space and in silence, after 17 years in busy community. Sometimes I find myself expressing enthusiasm with those who are not ready , and realise that I`m not ready to share in the way that the divine source desires (the wine has yet to mature).
Learning to be with, love and support, some `interesting` teenagers, who are fantastic teachers, (a complete contrast to the everso nice yoga new age community), they have the ability to press buttons that I didn`t know were there, allowing me to be super alert and pay full attention to my state of being, am learning to be ever more gracefully assertive, and at the same time calling forth the wisdom within these special beings.
I HEAR: Total surrender means total alighnment
I KNOW: .......there is still some fear until the light is switched on and the rope revealled
I WISH: I wish to go deeper and deeper into that prayer-ful state of being called God and serve in the way that is intended, if choice is there I`m not ready to make it yet
The light relief So here`s a bit of a refection in the form of humour, I laughed out loud when I read this many years ago , and it seems appropriate to re-visit it now. There is great wisdom and joy in that moment the joke becomes `realised` where does the mind `go` in that moment?........ok now relax, be patient, enjoy There were twins....and really opposite characters, one was always irrepressiblely enthusiastic and positive, and the other was persistantly negative and critical. So Dad thinks; hmmm wouldn`t it be good if I could balance these characters out,(if you`re asking why.....just don`t .....please give some creative licence!!!) he hits on a plan and decides that for their birthday which is coming up negative norah will get a spanking new top-of the range bike with latest gismo`s (ok ok children these days want playstations, but this is an old story please stay with me) he decides that he`ll think of something to temper positive pauline`s enthusiasm and settles on `horse manure in an old cardboard shoebox. So the birthday morning comes pp wakes up full of joy on this gray wet november day leaps out of bed and runs to look over the stair bannister to see......a big big parcel wrapped in shiny paper, big bow on it and a sign saying `for Norah`, next to it is a small non-descript cardboard box with Pauline written on it. Excitedly Pauline runs back into the bedroom and tugs the bedsheets off Norah `Hey, get out of bed come and open your present`. Norah is not impressed and gets reluctantly pulled out of bed, and is dragged downstairs by her sister. `Go on` says Pauline `open it, I want to see what you`ve got`, Norah half-heartedly starts tearing the paper off this `gift` `this is too difficult to undo` she complains, so lets Pauline complete the process revealing a stunning shiny new red bike.....Norah looks at it and says `huh...why didn`t they buy me a blue one I don`t like this colour`. She takes a look at her sister who has openned this tatty box and is jumping up and down with glee, Norah looks in the box and sees its contents, (a pile of horse shit) then looks at Pauline who is so ecstatic that she can hardly speak -how can her sister be sooo excited about this box of ........? Finally Pauline manages to get her words out, stars in her eyes she says...Look, look Norah, I`ve got a pony and its hiding! Now did you laugh?.....did you suddenly realise how possible it is to change perspective, even though 3D reality may bring us `horse manure` we can always plant tomatoes and hold on to a positive attitude, I`m quite sure that in end Pauline got her Pony aren`t you!
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