strobe

sloka

vandhayvu guru roopdh padhuma paraga (i worship the impression of the lotus feet of the guru)
suruchi suwas saras anuraga (like nectar of all precious fragranceful mind enlightening fruit)
ami amuri maya churan charu (remover of entire world’s ill effects)
shaman sakal bhav ruj parivaaru (provider of calm and bliss to all)
sukruth sumbhuthunu vimal vibhuthi (the ashes covered on shiva’s pure body are so beautiful)
manjul mangal modh prasuthi (giver of liberation happiness)
jan-man munj mukur mal harni (like destroyer of clouds in the mind’s mirror)
kie thilak gun gan bas karni (controller of nature’s ill power combined effects)

asathoma sadhgamaya (lead me from ignorance to knowledge)
thamasoma jyothirgamaya (lead me from darkness to light)
mrithyorma amruthangamaya (lead me from death to immortality)
om shanthi shanthi shanthihi (let there be peace, peace and more peace)
lokah samasthah sukhino bhavanthu (may all worlds and their inhabitants become happy)
sham no asthu dhvipadhay (may all the two-legged creatures be happy)
sham chathushphadhay (may all the four-legged creatures also be happy)
om shanthi shanthi shanthihi (may there be peace in the hearts of all beings in all realms)

2012

dinosaurs

so i was watching one of these late night tv shows in the discovery channel, it was about dinosaurs that existed here on earth hundreds of millions of years ago, they were around for a very long time, a total of about 200 million years, after which something cataclysmic happened which wiped out dinosaurs completely, geologists theorize that maybe it was a meteor impact that triggered an ice age, anyhow so us humans have been around on this planet for just 1 million years, and we owe our existence to that cataclysmic event that killed the dinosaurs, because humans probably would not have gotten the chance to flourish if we had dinosaurs looming over our heads constantly, i guess my point is this, my mind says the best thing us humans can hope for is that we make it for another 199 million years before we too don’t get wiped out by some meteor impact, my heart and soul can create infinite stories about god and devil and good and bad and meaning and purpose and love and pain, in the end i can trust reason and work, the rest is faith, i am learning to move past my stories

meaning of life

rain

i love rain, reminds me of being 5 in lahore as if it were yesterday, never thought i'd "grow up" one day, let alone on the other side of the planet, i guess it's transitional, if it were up to me i'd never grow up, it's a strange phase, i know that i must select a mate(noun)...and mate(verb), i guess we all have the same hormonal urges, a companion maybe, ever since as a kid, i've always wished for rain on my wedding day, my people were grateful to the earth and to water, that it would feed them through the year, and maybe a little extra this time, my soul is in those wet fields, feet sunk in the mud half up to the knees, dawn to dusk, all my fore fathers have looked up to rain to save their harvest, rain is what has made me possible, a friend recently told me we are co-creators of our own reality, that the universe is simply one large mirror, blindly reflecting back our own thoughts and feelings, whether they be of love or fear, i don't know what to make of it, the idea of my thoughts/emotions creating my reality seems new, a bit of a contrast from the monotheistic view that good/bad works determine one's rewards/punishments (karma), who really knows for certain, i sometimes feel we are all mirrors, for each other that is, broken and shattered and pieced back together, reflecting what is meant to be seen, what we want to be seen, what life wants us to see, metamorphosis is so interesting, especially when occurring in one's own life, leaving certainty behind, for a future unknown, take the moth for instance, its battle to exit the cocoon, the harder the struggle, the healthier the wings of the emerged butterfly, the selfish gene is inherent to mankind, it's what has brought us so far, whether selflessness is a form of selfishness, who cares, here we are, have another 50 or so years before we die, what do we do in the meanwhile, serving oneself is addictive, we want what's on the other side, else we wouldn't ask these questions, as a kid i would fly kites for hours, it was a strange bond, between me and the kite, kinda like fishing or meditation i guess, you're holding a line, you're holding a prayer, for what i don't know, but you're holding, maybe it signifies hope, and dreams, maybe farmers would write their prayers on those kites, and fly them high, daughter is getting married, we could really use that little extra this year, ...

shivoham

rise

w b yeats

had i the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
enwrought with golden and silver light,
the blue and the dim and the dark cloths,
of night and light and the half light,
i would spread the cloths under your feet,
but i, being poor, have only my dreams,
i have spread my dreams under your feet,
tread softly because you tread on my dreams

guru paduka stotram



anantha samsara samudhra thara naukayithabhyam guru bhakthithabhyam,
vairagya samrajyadha poojanabhyam, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
kavithva varasini sagarabhyam, dourbhagya davambudha malikabhyam,
dhoorikrutha namra vipathithabhyam, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
natha yayo sripatitam samiyu kadachidapyasu daridra varya,
mookascha vachaspathitham hi thabhyam, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
naleeka neekasa pada hrithabhyam, nana vimohadhi nivarikabyam,
nama janabheeshtathathi pradhabhyam namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
nrupali mouleebraja rathna kanthi sariddha raja jjashakanyakabhyam,
nrupadvadhabhyam nathaloka pankhthe, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
papandhakara arka paramparabhyam, thapathryaheendra khageswarabhyam,
jadyadhi samsoshana vadaveebhyam namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
shamadhi shatka pradha vaibhavabhyam, Samadhi dhana vratha deeksithabhyam,
ramadhavadeegra sthirha bhakthidabhyam, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
swarchaparana makhileshtathabhyam, swaha sahayaksha durndarabhyam,
swanthachad bhava pradha poojanabhyam, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.
kaamadhi sarpa vraja garudabhyam, viveka vairagya nidhi pradhabhyam,
bhodha pradhabhyam drutha mokshathabhyam, namo nama sri guru padukhabyam.



(translation)
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which is a boat, which helps me, cross the endless ocean of life
which endows me, with the sense of devotion to my guru
and by worship of which, i attain the dominion of renunciation
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which is the ocean of knowledge, resembling the full moon
which is the water, which puts out the fire of misfortunes
and which removes distresses of those who prostrate before it
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which make those who prostrate before it
possessors of great wealth, even if they are very poor
and which makes even dumb people in to great orators
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which attracts us, to lotus like feet of our guru
which cures us, of the unwanted desires
and which helps fulfill the desires of those who salute
which shine like gems on the crown of a king
which shine like a maid in the crocodile infested stream
and which make the devotees attain the status of a king
salutations and Salutations to the sandals of my guru
which is like a series of Suns, driving away the dark sins
which is like the king of eagles, driving away the cobra of miseries
and which is like a terrific fire drying away the ocean of ignorance
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which endows us, with the glorious six qualities like sham
which gives the students, the ability to go in to eternal trance
and which helps to get perennial devotion to the feet of vishnu
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which bestows all desires of the serving disciples
who are ever involved in carrying the burden of service
and which helps the aspirants to the state of realization
salutations and salutations to the sandals of my guru
which is the garuda, which drives away the serpent of passion
which provides one, with the treasure of wisdom and renunciation
which blesses one, with enlightened knowledge
and blesses the aspirant with speedy salvation

unmistaken child



some of my schools

http://www.starrfuentes.com/aboutstarr.html (shamanism, past life regression, light language, sacred geometry, angel communication)
http://www.kabbalah.org/IKH_first.html (kabbalah tree of life healing)
http://www.resultt.com (kinesiology)
http://www.thepassiontest.com/ (self development)

ramana maharishi

moon

margaret atwood once remarked, wordsworth was sort of right when he said, poets in their youth begin in gladness, but thereof comes in the end despondency and madness, except that is sometimes poets skip the gladness and go straight to the despondency, why is that? part of it is the conditions under which poets work - giving all, receiving little in return from an age that by and large ignores them - and part of it is cultural expectation, the lunatic the lover and the poet, says shakespeare, and notice which comes first......me, a malcontented poet, i subsist on yoghurt and orange juice, sometimes i look at people and wonder what happened here, but i too am tragically flawed in posh isolation, my work like me tends toward hormonal lyricism, and chronicle a string of meaningless veggie burgers that leave me feeling empty, so far my search for a mate has led me back to a search for myself, i am decadent and a hedonist, the carnal is just as appetizing as the spiritual, sometimes more, when i look at the sky at night, i wonder whether pain and love are just two vibrations of the same source, jarring us into reality from ever growing numbness of apathy and complacency, am definitely a creature of the night, probably the woman in the moon, i feel her pain, she is ever chasing her man the sun, each night she dies a lonely death, so her man might rise for another day, am not a linear thinker, i procrastinate, i ponder, i wonder, i imagine, the abstract world is terribly fascinating in this respect, ultimately i think it really is all abstract, in that we have no clue what the hell is really going on, as much progress as we might make technologically or spiritually, we'll always come back to the basics, love your god and love your neighbor, i don't know where exactly we got lost on the way to heaven, but in my limited study of the religions out there, religions distract and lead people astray, it's too easy to search for the messiah, the guru or the jesus or the buddha or the mehdi, coz that way somebody else does the work, leaves no responsibility upon the individual, even the word muslim simply means one who *submits* to the will of god, jihad isn't about your enemies, it's about your own battle with your own laziness, strangely christianity too has morphed into this machine that simply uses jesus as their poster child, i sometimes wonder what's worse, laziness or fear, ultimately i think fear results from laziness itself, you have to gloss over these words, words are just vehicles, ...

radhe raman

comet

i thought you were a star,
a constellation,
a planet,
fixed and dependable,
you would always be there,
shifting location slightly,
from season to season,
but never lost to view,
i was guided by your position,
everywhere i went,
oriented by your existence,
i only learned the truth,
after the fact,
when your trail was cold,
and only specks of minerals,
were left in your wake,
you were a comet,
and it was your passage that i witnessed,
uncomprehending,
not paying enough attention to every moment,
it never occurred to me,
they were numbered,
finite,
and would come to an end,
i am left with just one question,
just what part of forever did you not understand?

narayana hari om

road less traveled by robert frost

two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
and sorry i could not travel both,
and be one traveler, long i stood,
and looked down one as far as i could,
to where it bent in the undergrowth,
then took the other as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim,
because it was grassy and wanted wear,
though as for that, the passing there,
had worn them really about the same,
and both that morning equally lay,
in leaves no step had trodden black,
oh, i kept the first for another day,
yet, knowing how way leads onto way,
i doubted if i should ever come back,
i shall be telling this with a sigh,
somewhere ages and ages hence,
two roads diverged in a wood,
and i took the one less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference

om namo bhagavathe vasudevaya



a few thousand years ago the sage ashtavakra said to king janaka

to be liberated, know yourself as consisting of consciousness, the witness of these, if only you will remain resting in consciousness, seeing yourself as distinct from the body, then even now you will become happy, peaceful and free from bonds, you are unattached and formless, the witness of everything, so be happy, you are neither the doer nor the reaper of the consequences, so you are always free, you are the one witness of everything and are always completely free, the cause of your bondage is that you see the witness as something other than this, your real nature is as the one perfect, free, and actionless consciousness, the all-pervading witness, unattached to anything, desireless and at peace, it is from illusion that you seem to be involved in samsara, meditate on yourself as motionless awareness, free from any dualism, giving up the mistaken idea that you are just a derivative consciousness or anything external or internal, you are really unbound and actionless, self-illuminating and spotless already, the cause of your bondage is that you are still resorting to stilling the mind, you are unconditioned and changeless, formless and immovable, unfathomable awareness, imperturbable, so hold to nothing but consciousness, recognize that the apparent is unreal, while the unmanifest is abiding, through this initiation into truth you will escape falling into unreality again, just as a mirror exists everywhere both within and apart from its reflected images, so the supreme lord exists everywhere within and apart from this body, just as one and the same all-pervading space exists within and without a jar, so the eternal, everlasting god exists in the totality of things, waves, foam, and bubbles do not differ from water, in the same way, all this which has emanated from oneself is no other than oneself, when you analyze it, cloth is found to be just thread, in the same way, when all this is analyzed it is found to be no other than oneself, the sugar produced from the juice of the sugarcane is permeated throughout with the same taste, in the same way, all this, produced out of me, is completely permeated with myself, all this appears in me imagined due to ignorance, just as a snake appears in the rope, the mirage of water in the sunlight, and silver in mother of pearl, all this, which has originated out of me, is resolved back into me too, like a jug back into clay, a wave into water, and a bracelet into gold, truly it is in the infinite ocean of myself, that, stimulated by the colorful waves of the world, everything suddenly arises in the wind of consciousness, in the infinite ocean of myself, the wind of thought subsides, and the world boat of the living-being traders is wrecked by lack of goods, how wonderful it is that in the infinite ocean of myself the waves of living beings arise, collide, play, and disappear, in accordance with their nature, from ignorance of oneself, the world appears, and by knowledge of oneself it appears no longer, truly dualism is the root of suffering, there is no other remedy for it than the realisation that all this that we see is unreal, and that i am the one stainless reality, consisting of consciousness, i am pure awareness though through ignorance i have imagined myself to have additional attributes, by continually reflecting like this, my dwelling place is in the Unimagined...

without you

gifts by juliana horatia ewing

you ask me what since we must part,
you shall bring back to me,
bring back a pure and faithful heart,
as true as mine to thee,
you talk of gems from foreign lands,
treasure, spoil, and prize,
ah love! i shall not search your hands,
but look into your eyes

windmill

kids

i believe our worst crime is to condemn ourselves with guilt, a long time ago, when a person killed another, the people strapped the victim's body to the killer's back, and wherever the killer went, the dead man's body remained strapped on his back, eventually the killer ends up dying gradually because over the course of years he is unable to lead life with a dead body strapped on his back, we all have dead bodies strapped on our backs, and we should just let go, we ourselves have strapped these dead bodies of guilt to ourselves, who knows, we'll never know why we are in this world, we'll never know why we have water, or why we have a sun that rises in the east and sets in the west, it is said that there are two sets of destiny, one that is of fate and the other that is of desire, and our minds find it difficult to reconcile the two, my own spiritual journey has been the unlearning of fear and the acceptance of love back into my heart, i've realized that i am always free to choose, if for any reason my choices do not result in peace, joy, harmony and balance...i are free to choose again, for this i am grateful, love is a choice, it's the only choice...because everything else is an illusion of this world, remember that this is an act of will upon your part, because it is only when you decide to change, then the world around you will change, they say destiny and free-will are two sides of the same coin, the coin being life itself of course, and our heart has never learned to tell the difference between the two, i don't think we'll ever get done healing ourselves, i guess that's one of the reasons for this life, in the meanwhile i think this means to not put the free-will part on hold for any reason, things such as pain and joy are abstract, they exist without form, without time, outside us, sometimes within us, just like the seasons, they too have their own place in this world, all i'm saying i guess is make a choice, put the power of your mind and your soul behind it, and destiny will change into free-will, fear scares us, fear too is abstract, note by being abstract it has no form behind it, it is only your mind that gives it form, we hide so well behind our intricate veils, anything built on fear is not real, only difference between dream and possibility is action, kinda like what yoda said, do or do not, there is no try, if you wake up one morning realizing you don't know anything, then you are awake, if you still think you know something, then you are still asleep, if you are still trying to know, you are still trying to control, if you are still trying to control then you still think something can go wrong, if you still think something can go wrong then you are not in touch with god, if you are not in touch with god then you live in fear, you are living in the fear that you have created, and that you are trying to get away from, as the regina's song goes, you're young until you're not, you love until you don't, try until you can't, laugh until you cry, cry until you laugh, and everyone must breathe, until their dying breath, you peer inside yourself, take the things you like, and love the things you took, and take that love you made, and stick it into someone's heart, pumping someone's blood, and walking arm in arm, you hope it doesn't get hurt, but even if it does, you know you'll do it all over again, you know what i miss most about being in a relationship, it's sleeping at night next to someone familiar, instinctively as we exist at an animal level, sleeping with/next to someone is one of the most trusting relationships we have as humans it's funny you know, as i fall asleep at night, i think about the ancestors whose survival and reproduction has made me possible, within me i have human, prehuman, mammal, reptile, fish, and i think about all the nights where these ancestors of mine have gone to sleep at night, i've wondered about their thoughts, about their loneliness as they lay on their backs in the open fields, looking at the stars in the sky, wondering about where they fit into this grand puzzle of life, wondering if maybe one day far down the road, one of their own will think about them, share their wonder, joy, and pain, and somehow thank them for never giving up, it's not me whose words you hear, i'm just a pool of water reflecting their will to survive, it's what makes me want to have kids, it's their muted voices that i hear, they suppressed their will so that i may have one, ...

wisdom

i am precious

the power within enables me to make wise choices and heal in every way
universal abundance is in the very essence of my being
peaceful coexistence continues to manifest, multiply and expand globaly
my worth has already been established and my potential is unlimited
it is safe and easy to tap into real personal power
transitions produce gifts beyond measure
thoughts of fear have no power over me
i trust my knowing
the spirit of who i am is evolving for the highest good of all
religious beliefs are changing for the highest good of all
i trust my spirit for my guidance
god and spirit are one
my focus and direction are peace, love, and prosperity
my gratitude continues to expand my spirit
the spirit of thanksgiving and christmas is changing for the highest good of all
i love myself unconditionally
i now release my need for a particular outcome
i am loved and i am loving
the creative power of the universe resides within me
i attract miracles and i am a miracle
my worth has already been established
my future is in divine order
i trust my divine journey
i accept my divine journey

the extra degree

rainer maria ilke

i beg you,
to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart,
and try to love the questions themselves,
as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language,
don't search for the answers,
which could not be given to you now,
because you would not be able to live them,
and the point is,
to live everything,
live the questions now,
perhaps then,
some day far in the future,
you will gradually,
without even noticing it,
live your way into the answer,
what we choose to fight is so tiny,
what fights with us is so great,
if only we would let ourselves be dominated,
as things do by some immense storm,
we would become strong too,
and not need names,
there are no classes in life for beginners,
right away you are always asked to deal with what is most difficult

time

empathy

leo marks

the life that i have,
is all that i have,
and the life that i have,
is yours,
the love that i have of the life that i have,
is yours and yours and yours,
a sleep i shall have,
a rest i shall have,
yet death will be but a pause,
for the peace of my years,
in the long green grass,
will be yours and yours and yours

pledge

pale blue dot

variations on the word sleep by margaret atwood

i would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen,
i would like to watch you,
sleeping,
i would like to sleep,
with you,
to enter,
your sleep as its smooth dark wave,
slides over my head,
and walk with you through that lucent,
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves,
with its watery sun and three moons,
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear,
i would like to give you the silver,
branch,
the small white flower,
the one,
word that will protect you,
from the grief at the center,
of your dream,
from the grief,
at the center,
i would like to follow,
you up the long stairway,
again and become,
the boat that would row you back,
carefully,
a flame,
in two cupped hands,
to where your body lies,
beside me,
and you enter,
it as easily as breathing in,
i would like to be the air,
that inhabits you for a moment, only,
i would like to be that unnoticed,
and that necessary

vinyasa

jal pari

oh so jaane do, rukkkk jaane do (oh let me stay asleep, let me be held back)
lehron mein kahin, doob jaane do (in these waves somewhere, let me drown)
mujhse kahe, ek jalpari (said to me, a mermaid)
doob jane do, jal mein kahin (let me drown, in the ocean somewhere)
so jaane do, chup jaane do (let me sleep, let me hide)
lehron mein kahin, doob jaane do (in these waves somewhere, let me drown)
shor na karo yaron, aankh hai lagi (don't make noise my friends, i've just fallen asleep)
behel jaane do yaar, jal mein kahin (let me be lost my friends, in the ocean somewhere)
morey piyaa–a-o, kehta jiya (oh my lover, the heart says this)
tu hai kahaan, mein hoon yahann (where are you, i am here)
jal mein kahin (in this ocean somewhere)
morey re piyaaa, re piya re (oh my lover, oh lover oh)
piya gum diya (my lover gave me pain)



pawe jaan na jaan, maine tere te maan (my life has no life, my faith is in you)
karle pachan, tu jind te jaan (recognize this, my life is where you are)
dil majboor, mera ki kasoor (my heart had no choice, what is my fault)
jaane hazoor mere hazoor (you are lord of my life, you oh my lord)
sehni judai, meri o kamai (have endured separation, all i have earned)
jaane khudai, ankh teri na lai (god knows, but still your eyes haven't seen me)
mere sonia, mere mehrbaan (my dear, my gracious one)
mere haania, mere dil jaania (my soulmate, knower of my heart)
tu mera dil, tu meri jaan (you are my heart, you are my life)
jaaneja, mehrbaan (life of my life, gracious one)
saamne tu, baitha rahe (in front of me, may you keep sitting)
har vele mein, takhdi rawa (in every moment, i look for you to come)
tu mera dil tu meri jaan (you are my heart, you are my life)
jaanejaaaaaa–a (life of my life)

rose

nam myoho renge kyo

the invocation of nam-myoho-renge-kyo was established by nichiren daishonin in 1253, having studied widely among all the buddhist sutras, he had concluded that the lotus sutra contains the ultimate truth of buddhism, that everyone without exception has the potential to attain buddhahood, the title of the lotus sutra in its japanese translation is myoho-renge-kyo, the lotus sutra is buddha's most referred to teaching on "emptiness", a central concept and necessary part of enlightenment



the lotus sutra is considered to be the most sacred teaching of the buddha, a close translation of nam is "to devote oneself", in the original sanskrit, nam indicates the elements of action and attitude, and refers therefore to the correct action one needs to take and the attitude one needs to develop in order to attain buddhahood in this lifetime, myo refers to the very essence of life, which is "invisible" and beyond intellectual understanding, this essence always expresses itself in a tangible form (ho) that can be apprehended by the senses, phenomena (ho) are changeable



but pervading all such phenomena is a constant reality known as myo, renge means lotus flower, the lotus blooms and produces seeds at the same time, and thus represents the simultaneity of cause and effect, kyo literally means sutra, the voice or teaching of a buddha, in this sense, it also means sound, rhythm or vibration, chanting nam-myoho-renge-kyo also known as daimoku, one is able to reveal the state of buddhahood in one's life, experienced as the natural development of joy, increased vitality, courage, wisdom and compassion, ...

theory of advertising

carl jung

sigmund freud was the first psychologist to state that humans have a subconscious mind and an unconscious mind, and he said dreams were the thoughts of these minds, prior to freud people believed humans had only a conscious mind, carl jung disagreed with freud and said that there is more to the individual than the id (identity), that the true identity of the individual is in the Self, or the collective unconscious which is commonly known as "God", and this is in opposition to the State, the idea of the Self is also found in hindu/buddhist texts, the goal of meditation is to connect an individual to the Self



the Self is in contrast to the self, the self is generated by id/ego/superego, the Self is a collective super conscious, the self can not analyze the Self since the Self is much larger than the self, humans choose to live in the self because the Self is unknown to them, freud said the subconscious/unconscious is the true identity of the self, jung said the Self is the true identity of the self, both freud and jung believed the State/superego was the reason for all mental illness in people since it required the individual to create and exist in the ego, which is unnatural, the ego lives in a state of fear since it is created in childhood as a fear response, and thus it's an incubator for anxiety, and eventually fear, ...

reality is an illusion



ever so lonely

ever so lonely without you, sink into your eyes and all i see, love is an ocean, and you for me, sink into your eyes, your eyes are all i see, your love is an ocean, an ocean refuses no river, waiting for the time when we can be alone together, alone together, eternally, the ocean refuses no river

angels come in all forms

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

"how happy is the blameless vestal's lot, 
the world forgetting, by the world forgot, 
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, 
each prayer accepted, each wish resigned"
-alexander pope



vestal is a reference from roman mythology, where a woman would dedicate herself to be in service to the temple, and take a vow to be a virgin, on one hand it talks about innocence, on the other it talks about resignation from life, the tragedy of life is not the fact of death but dying inside while still living, fear is the enemy of progress, it takes no courage to fight when you believe you can win, what takes real courage is fighting when you're not going to win, fear is temporary, regret is forever, pain is fear leaving the body, this movie is about a couple who fall in love and then break up, with the help of a scientist, then they both try to erase their memories of each other from their minds, but in the process realize they really do love each other, and get back together, half of the movie takes people inside their heads, where they’re escaping the erasing of their memories

the darjeeling limited

this is a story of 3 brothers trying to find themselves and god and, after being alienated from each other and their mother, who abandoned them after their father was killed in a car accident

waking life

this is about a kid who can’t seem to wake up from his dream, he dreams about waking up, but when he wakes up it’s yet another dream, in each dream he meets people who educate him about life and ways to wake up, they tell him life itself is a waking dream that people never wake up from

lost in translation

the story is about two strangers finding comfort in each other while visiting japan, they both are married, but feel isolated in their marriages, japan is symbolic of the alienation one experiences in life, a good number of the scenes in the movie have no dialog, yet communicate so effectively basic human emotions, the movie is by sofia coppola

om nama shiva

hindus and buddhists believe everything in the universe is a vibration, including thoughts and emotions, our consciousness is our true identity, just like the waves on the ocean, every experience is a movement in this consciousness, maya or the illusion in life is the belief that experience is reality, but everything is god, sansara is nirvana, harmonic sounds can bring us in touch with the essence of our being



there is an ancient sanskrit proverb that says, the words of rishis and enlightened ones are immediately translated into experience, sanskrit is an ancient language, it predates written text, the language was designed to be spoken and not written, the sages felt sound being a vibration was better suited than the written alphabet to communicate reality which in itself is a vibration, the word om being the master vibration, words in sanskrit are composed to manifest the actual thing represented by the word, sounds in these chants are absorbed into the body, and converted into consciousness, this is when one gets soaked in energy, and transformation happens, sing with all your heart, elevate consciousness, be the divine already present within you

there is so much beauty in the world



shiva



hinduism mirrors christianity in that they both believe in the 3-in-1 god



christians consider god as being composed of father/son/holyspirit, in hinduism it's bramha/vishnu/shiva



bramha is the creator, vishnu is the preserver, shiva is the destroyer



we are currently in the age of shiva, something must be destroyed in order to build something new



shiva is depicted in hindu temples in many forms, his cobras for example are a metaphor for awareness and consciousness, his dance is a metaphor for the creation of the universe

bodhisattva

even a deformed tree desires to provide shade, and a blemished flower aspires to reveal its fragrance, love is our mutual language, if you have love in your heart, then you are willing to extend your helping hands a thousand times, if you have love in your heart, there will be a thousand helping hands to help you in your time of need



avalokitesvara bodhisattva, better known as guan yin, vows to alleviate the suffering of all living persons, guan yin embodies the buddhist concept of one thousand eyes to see the suffering in the world and one thousand hands to reach out and help, the one thousand eyes and hands belong to numerous like minded people active in helping the less fortunate, buddhism regards the bodhisattva as a person who already has a considerable degree of enlightenment and seeks to use their wisdom to help other human beings to become liberated themselves, in this understanding of the word the bodhisattva is an already wise person who uses skillful means to lead others to see the benefits of virtue and the cultivation of wisdom, a bodhisattva is the one who has determination to free sentient beings from samsara with the cycle of death, rebirth and suffering, the china disabled peoples performance art troupe is comprised of such persons, twenty-one children have endured countless sessions to perfect a portrait of the sacred guan yin, but these dancers had an additional challenge, all of them are deaf, above is chinese choreographer zhang jigang's interpretation of the thousand-arm bodhisattva

om tare tuttare ture soha

israel kamakawiwo'ole

"...i guess this is gonna sound kind of weird, but i'm not scared for myself for dying, because i believe all these places are temporary, this is just one shell, because we hawaiians live in both worlds, it's in our veins, when our time come, don't cry for me, plant a tree in the middle, where they play soccer, kind of small, then i'll grow big, ..."

el arbi

yana el arbi, weld el ghaba wal serj al...dellali dellali dellali
dana dana dana liy dellali...qulooli dellali
yana il arbi, weld maga wa'rmal...dellali dellali dellali
yana il arbi, weld il sahara wal tamr...dellali dellali dellali



i am an arab, the child of the forest and saddle horses...my dear friend, my dear friend
i am i am i am my dear friend...tell me my dear friend
i am an arab, the child of camels and the sand...my dear friend, my dear friend
i am an arab, the child of the desert and dates...my dear friend, my dear friend

im ninalu

im nin'alu is a hebrew poem by the 17th century yemenite rabbi shalom shabazi,
alternate version: http://www.piyut.org.il/textual/english/139.html


im nin'alu daltei n'divim (if the doors of the rich are locked)
daltei marom lo nin'alu (the door of heaven will be unlocked)
el Chai, mareimawm al kawruvim (god lives, he is carried by the angels)
kulawm b'rucho ya'alu (akl in his spirit they will rise)
el chai (god lives)
ki hem elai kis'o kawruvim (in his nearness, his life-giving breath)
yodu sh'mei weihal'lu (will flow through them)
chayet shehem rotzeh washawvim (and they will glorify in his name)
miyom b'ri'aw nichlawlu (from genesis, all creations will be included)
el chai (god lives)
jaljal wa'ofen ru'ashim (the wheel of his chariot thunders)
medim sh'mei u'm'gadeshim (acclaiming his holy name)
miziv k'veido loveshim (clothed in the glory of his radiance)
el chai (god lives)
uv'shesh kanufayim s'vivim (the six-winged angels surround him)
awfim b'eit yitjaljelu (whirling in his honor)
ya'anu b'gel shirim areivim (and with their free wings sweetly sing)
yachad b'etet nidjalu (together, in unison)
el chai (god lives)

tibet

transmission through stillness

i am everything

silence is complete

rumi

i died as a mineral,
and became a plant,
i died as a plant,
and rose to an animal,
i died as an animal,
and i was a man,
why should i fear?
when was i less by dying?
yet once more,
i shall die as a man,
to soar with angels blessed,
but even from an angel,
i must pass on, ...

amma



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