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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

kundalini activation

Through Yoga it is possible to transcend the genetic code to complete freedom (svatantrya). After untying the Knot of Brahma [first chakra, muladhara] one moves beyond the attachment to the world of names and forms and after untying the Knot of Vishnu [heart chakra, anahata] one moves beyond the attachments caused by emotional ties to traditions and commitments that appear as loyalty to a particular order. The individual egodissolves here and the will of god prevails. One no longer feels responsible to the particulars of the world of names and forms, fully comprehending its illusory nature. One understands lila (divine play) and acts out his role without further creating seeds of karmas that will bring one back to this world of maya. One begins to hear anahad naad (anahata nada, the cosmic sound) and shrutis (cosmic frequencies); shrutis are heard by yogis and then delivered to the world in the form of mantras; organized as a unit, the shrutis constitute the body of the Veda.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

buildings and bridges

all that steel and stone
are no match for the air my friends
what doesn't bend, breaks
what doesn't bend, breaks

- Ani DiFranco

Friday, April 10, 2009

वोर्द्प्लय

I often say something and then hear it as something totally different, somewhat like verbal encryption. This is how I gain some realisations. Here's a sampling:

original: I'm a UI designer.
transfer: I am a You. ID sign her.

original: 'Cause you've got the tie-die under the black. (referring to the fact that my partner should embrace peaceful values first, war values second)
transfer: the Thai die under the Black. (this may be heavily influenced by my current reading of a detective drama set in Thailand)

original: (old man commenting as I ascended the slopes of mount fuji): may as well just go for it and get to Tibet
translation: get to Thai bet

Thursday, April 9, 2009

adult hooping

My brother visited from up North with his children the other day.

As with most kid visits, the hoops soon found their way into the playspace, and my brother decided it was time to give it a shot.
K is a very accomplished athlete, a triathlete, golfer and competitive basketball player. So he was adequately frustrated when he couldn't keep even my adult-sized hoop up for more than a few revolutions. He asked me what the motion was and I made several attempts at explaining both a side/forward rocking and a basic front/back... he still couldn't get it.

Finally, I said "Karl, just pretend you're fucking. Pump, back, pump, back, always pushing against the hoop." The next time he picked up the hoop, he went for over a minute, with a look of pure glee on his face.

So now, grown-ups, you know the secret of good hooping. :)

learning from animals

Animals have talked to me ever since I took mushrooms with Link (the family dog).

One of the more powerful experiences I had was when I was deeply suffering about the impending death of my mother (who had stage IV gastric cancer at the time, with a prognosis of 2 months to live). I found myself wandering naked through the brambles of the backyard, following the wind. I crawled through bushes and bramble, getting poison ivy and nasty welts all over my body, but I didn't care. In fact I was mostly immune to the pain, my soul was hurting so badly. When I emerged from a particularly tight bramble, dripping blood, I came into a clearing and there stood a stag and two does. I stood erect. And instead of running, the oddest thing happened: one of the does approached me. I spoke to them with my heart, and they spoke to me with their bodies; ear and nose movements, pawing of the hooves, etc.

The doe who approached then dipped her head, indicating a lone rusted Budweiser can on the ground. She then raised and shook her head vigorously, and stepped on it.

I interpreted this as a demand from the animals for me to stop drinking, to cleanse my system. Excitedly, I returned to the back porch of the house... to be greeted by my wide-eyed mother in law. I explained to her what the deer had explained to me, and with her stunned, I took all the beer out of the fridge and threw it over the balcony, and instructed her to place all the liquor in a box which we would dispose of or give to the neighbors.

The alcohol was poison, it was clear as day now.

Two years and three DUIs later, I am finally sober. And as I travelled to my DUI drug evaluation session today, I looked upon my forearm, saw the permanent scars from that day in the brambles, and reflected on what the deer were trying to tell me all along.

Monday, April 6, 2009

a compulsive-protein society

just this phrase alone merits thought.
courtesy of Tonya Kay.

its all coming together now...

movies:
- what the bleep...
- the last mimzy
- hitchhikers guide to the galaxy
- shirley maclaine's 'out on a limb'

books:
- way of the peaceful warrior
- illusions
- the celestine prophecy
- one (bach)

all these memes really inform me about whats going on in my life, about how it is simply a wonderful playful mischievous present waiting to be opened.

TV show that began it all:
- sid & marty krofft's vegetable soup??!?!

and then the bonuses:
- The Matrix
- eXistenZ
- the Animatrix (even more so than the trilogy)

and, mushrooms, natch.
it is getting so clear now... :)