From the monthly archives:

January 2009

May Love Triumph

by Miruh on January 31, 2009

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May love triumph in the world and create an empire of beauty.

This is the rough translation of one of the lines of the closing chorus of the opera, Orfeo Ed Euridice, Gluck’s rendition of the Greek myth Orpheus. Unlike the classic myth, the opera ends with Orfeo being reunited with Euridce his wife and changes the outcome of the myth, or does it?

In Ovid’s Greek myth, Orpheus, the son of King Thrace is a gifted musician who had a spell binding effect on those who heard him sing and play the lyre. He married Euridyce and as she was dancing with the nymphs, she was bitten by a snake and soon died. Overcome with grief Orpheus is determined to rescue Euridyce and descends into Hades, the underworld to retrieve her. He uses his music to charm his way and gain passage to Hades and manages to convince the lord of the underworld to allow Eurydice to return with him to the land of the living. It was agreed to, on condition that he never look at Eurydice or explain why looking is forbidden or else he will lose her forever.

Orpheus arrives at the Elysian Fields and is moved by the landscape and sings in praise of its beauty. Eurydice is brought to him and he takes her away. As they make their way to the upper world, the lovers are torn. Eurydice panics at the thought of life without the love of Orpheus. In desperation, Orpheus turns to her and she dies again.

In the myth it is at this point that Orpheus returns alone to the upper world after trying unsuccessfully to retrieve Eurydice again. He takes his place on the throne and when Dionysus arrives shortly after and tries to extend his cult, Orpheus pledges his allegiance to Apollo publicly. Dionysus in a rage, had Orpheus torn apart, his head was thrown in the river and the rest of his dismembered body was buried. His head continued to sing as it sailed out to the sea and was later retrieved along with his lyre. They were placed in a grotto sacred to Dionysus. Apollo had the head silenced as he was annoyed with the singing and the lyre was later taken by the muses and transformed into a heavenly constellation.

In the opera, Orpheus tries to kill himself when Amor, the god of love stops him. In response to Orpheus’s deep love and devotion, Amor revives Eurydice and the three of them return to the upper world. At the Temple of Love, Orpheus, Eurydice, Amor, the nymphs and the shepherds celebrate the power of love in the last scene which ends with the beautiful chorus, Trionfi Amore!

This myth is the classic hero’s journey, an adventure story in which the hero leaves behind what he knows and heads for some height or depth or distance. He goes in search of what he has lost, some treasure, a lover, a child, something of value which is a symbol for the Self. He undergoes a series of tests including the themes of attachment and loss. He either remains there triumphant and reunited with what was lost, or returns alone, whole and transformed with greater strength and wisdom.

In Gluck’s version of the opera, the hero returns with his wife, an enactment of the divine couple, the union of the animus and anima of Jungian psychology and in the classic myth, the hero returns home alone but he is now transformed.

In both versions, love triumphs. In Gluck’s opera,  Orpheus, passes the test of faith, courage and constancy. The god of love looks upon him with compassion for his love and devotion and gives him a boon. He returns to earth reunited with his wife.

In the classic myth, Orpheus pledges his allegiance to Apollo and loses his life because of  his devotion. He is granted eternal glorification when the muses transform his lyre into a heavenly constellation.

May love triumph in the world and create an empire of beauty!

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Peaceful Thoughts

by Miruh on January 27, 2009

“On November 7, 2008, at 9:45 am, the 500 people attending the Alliance for a New Humanity Human Forum in Barcelona took a vow for non violence in their thoughts, speech and actions. Each person decided to ask other people in their lives to join them in taking the vow. The goal then became to create a global movement, which would mobilize 100 million people to make the same commitment. We, at the Alliance for a New Humanity believe that if a critical mass of people commit to this vow, the world would be transformed. If you are seriously committed to peace, join us in this global movement and take the vow.
Love,
Deepak Chopra
President and Founder of the Alliance For A New Humanity”

The vow that Deepak Chopra is asking us to make is a noble gesture towards creating world peace. Yet I have some reservations about taking the vow myself. I feel that with much vigilance, the vow of non-violence in speech and actions is doable but I question my ability to commit to non-violence in thoughts.

The warfare that rages without is a reflection of the warfare that rages within us all, and indeed we first have to work at stopping the war within before we can achieve world peace. What I am wary of is what it means to people to take a vow of non-violence in thoughts. A vow is a serious commitment one that should not be taken unless you are prepared to be bound by it. Taking a vow because your friends are doing it and because of the hype around it, when you do not understand what it means, is making a mockery of such a sacred undertaking.

I believe in a middle path in spiritual practices. There are various traditions that teach control of the mind by getting rid of thoughts. I have tried that and it never worked for me. My belief is that we do not create thoughts, neither can we get rid of them. They are blips of energy configurations that arise from consciousness and float randomly across the screen of our mind. We cannot control them but we can become aware of them, and not engage them so that they do not have power over us. We cannot reason with our thoughts to stay away, or negotiate with consciousness to send us only good thoughts and keep away the bad ones or what we perceive to be good and bad.

In my practice of meditation, after relaxing my body, what works to quiet my mind and the onslaught of unwanted thoughts is to observe them, to witness them and create some space, disengaging them by staying with my breath. I name them: anger, worry, needy etc. In this way I am not buying into the story they tell me and get sucked into going with them into the quagmire of their drama. Soon, thoughts slow down, and my awareness of the deep stillness of what lies behind my thoughts, begins to prevail. And then more thoughts come and I do it again and again; relax my body, and witness my thoughts. Some days are easier depending on the contents of my outer life that day. When I begin my day with meditation, it is easier to navigate the ups and downs of the day. I am always reminded to come back to center, when my mind or body is feeling uneasy. Life is always pulling us in the direction where the energy charge is greatest and at present, chaos rules.

I may not be able to choose what thoughts decide to show up. What are thoughts? Are they our own, is there a field of consciousness of mass thoughts from which we attract like energy to ourselves? If this is so, then working at creating an INTENTION for peace rather than making a vow seems doable for me. With intention, I am setting my energy to attract what I want so that I am putting a request into the universe for that particular vibration. This intention, like meditation has to be practiced daily until it becomes engraved in our neural and psychic pathways to attract the quality of energy that we desire.

As much as our intention for peaceful thoughts is sincere, we are not perfect beings and we have much baggage from lifetimes of psychic conditioning. We will always have those rogue thoughts that come from nowhere and assault our well-being and peace. It is in these times that we practice Loving-Kindness, holding our selves with compassion for not being perfect, and forgiving ourselves for yet again being human. With love and forgiveness we honor ourselves for who we are, who we were, and who we will be. We are not beating ourselves up for not being perfect, for not keeping any vows that we cannot uphold.

This is the practice of the middle path that is gentle and compassionate towards ourselves. When we can be compassionate with ourselves, we are inclined to do the same for our fellowmen. We set ourselves up for peaceful encounters with our inner and outer world.

So my friends, I ask you to consider deeply before you take this vow for non-violence in thoughts. If you cannot keep this vow and repress unwanted aspects that arise, think of the consequences of repression and the possibility of setting yourself up for self-degradation. Maybe there are some people who will succeed. We are all different and so we must have choices as to how to go about achieving the good of all.

Peace to you!

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The Power Of Purpose

by Miruh on January 24, 2009

This is a sequel to a guest post I did at Reiki Help Blog called, What Is Your Purpose.

I wrote about the synchronistic events that happen for people who are meant to accomplish their purpose. Many of us are wondering what our purpose is and whether we are missing out on acting on it. For me, I did not have to go searching very hard for everything of significance that happened in my life. I believe that whatever we are destined to do, comes searching for us. I will relate four instances that really stand out for me.

One morning I awoke with a definite feeling of excitement of some change about to happen in my life. I did not know what it was. As the day progressed, I was at work when the thought came to me that I should quit my job and go on a trip to India. It felt so right, like an inner command. I know this sounds crazy, but as I thought this, I swiveled around in my chair and looked towards the open door of my boss’s office and caught her eye. I did not think anything of it and carried on working at my desk. Soon after, my boss came to me at my desk and said, “Is there something you want to say to me?” I blurted out that I was going to quit my job. Just like that! One month later I was on my way to India and met many people that had a great influence on my life. That was one of many such incidents in my life.

When I returned home a year later, I was at the bank machine one day and met my former boss in the line-up, in my neighborhood! She asked if I needed a job, and yes it is true, one week after returning from India, I was working again without having to search for work.

During my meditation one day, I heard a booming voice inside, “Work with children!” It was quite startling, to receive a clear direction from within. I started reading about Maria Montessori and her work and became very interested in that.  Soon after, I met an old friend whom I had not seen in years. She told me that she had recently started a Montessori pre-school and she would love for me to work there. Even though I had no qualifications, I started off as an assistant and attended classes to train as a teacher, in the evenings. Again, without me working at it, my destiny was unfolding, it came to seek me out!

This experience of working with kids was like a healing of my own childhood learning experience. I was not very fond of school, and in fact felt traumatized in my early years in school. It seemed that working with children was only meant to be a temporary experience because soon I was getting an inner pull towards studying Chinese Medicine and healing.

In my travels, I had heard from friends I met about a type of body-mind acupressure that interested me. I forgot all about it, then a few years later, as the inner call to explore healing work came up, I looked up the ads in a local magazine. I saw three ads for the kind of body-work I was interested in. I decided to make an appointment with one person. She turned out to be a mentor for me. She was a Buddhist, a teacher in the acupressure style, and a very wise woman. She was instrumental in helping me to understand how to live the teachings I had come to learn from my spiritual teachers. I had gotten a lot of esoteric knowledge but she helped me translate that into the wisdom of daily life in the world. I was to later meet the other two people whose ads I had seen, and although they were good therapists, it was my teacher that I was destined to meet to assist me to hone the spiritual teachings and  make them relevant for me.

These are some of the events that were to shape my life and make it a  blessed experience. I am truly grateful for the ability to listen to my inner voice and follow. When I am supposed to do something, there is no doubt or worry. I know when I am fussing and worrying that I am not listening, for when I am in the flow, my body, mind and spirit know, and I feel at ease.

This to me is the power of purpose. Of its own volition, our destiny  maps out the  circumstamces and sets up the synchronicity of events as if by divine intervention. I believe that our dreams are God’s whispers to us about our destiny. If we have clarity, we will hear those whispers and adopt them as our dreams. Then our destiny will unfold. Our purpose comes seeking us out in the form of information from many sources; books, friends, dreams and so many unexpected ways. If we live with this openness to be shown without worrying about it, we will be guided and we will meet our destiny. This I know for sure.

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Let The Healing Fountain Start

by Miruh on January 21, 2009

These words from Auden came to mind, as I watched how people were moved as President Obama delivered his inaugural speech:

Intellectual disgrace
Stares from every human face,
And the seas of pity lie
Locked and frozen in each eye.

Follow, poet, follow right
To the bottom of the night,
With your unconstraining voice
Still persuade us to rejoice;

With the farming of a verse
Make a vineyard of the curse,
Sing of human unsuccess
In a rapture of distress;

In the deserts of the heart
Let the healing fountain start,
In the prison of his days
Teach the free man how to praise.

From In Memory Of W B Yeats by W H Auden

In President Obama we have a leader, who by the power of his oration can uplift people to open their hearts; the opening to love for themselves and their fellowmen. His words have the capacity to awaken within us that which has been denied by untruths that we  tell ourselves; by those who are afraid, by those who wish to maintain the status quo or by those others who seek to oppress.

He is not just a politician, he is a teacher, one who can inspire us to seek the highest within ourselves. He exemplifies the beauty of melding the intellect with empathy and wisdom.

It is no coincidence that at a time when the  icons of our outer world come tumbling down and we need to look within for the foundations of our own truth that we choose a leader who can point us in that direction. His ideals of hope, of unity, of service to our fellowmen are pivotal to the renewal of faith and to the ownership of that which is most valuable in life; love, kindness and compassion for ourselves and for  all beings.

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Blessings Prayer

by Miruh on January 18, 2009

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On the eve of the inauguration of Barack Obama as the 44th president of the United States of America, I offer this ancient Hindu prayer as a blessing for this historical occasion. Mr Obama’s focus on the ideals of hope, unity and service can be instrumental in turning the tides of the destiny of the American people and the rest of the world. We are at a crossroads where we as a world community are divided by our perceived differences in the domain of religion, economics and racial identity. I am hopeful for steps toward an outcome of world peace and dignity of human rights for all on Mr Obama’s watch; as in the words of his victory speech as president elect, “Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you, we as a people will get there.”

May the wicked become good.
May the good obtain peace.
May the peaceful be freed from bonds.
May the freed set others free

Blessings on the subjects of those who are ruling,
And may these great lords rule the earth in a just manner.
May good always be the lot of cows and sages.
May all people be happy

May it rain at the right time.
May the earth have storehouses full of grain.
May this country be free of disturbances.
May sages be free of persecution.

May all be happy.
May all be healthy.
May all see only auspicious sights.
May no one have a share in sorrow.

May everyone surmount his difficulties.
May everyone see only auspicious sights.
May everyone have his desires fulfilled.
May everyone everywhere be glad.

May blessings fall on our mother and father.
Blessings on the cows, the fields, the workers.
May everything of ours flourish and be an aid to knowledge.
And long may we see the sun.

Ancient Hindu Prayer

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Cancer Healing Journeys

by Miruh on January 16, 2009

My friend Kristen Spinning has starting a new project called Cancer Journeys, a website that promises to be full of resources for people who are healing from cancer.

Its purpose is to recognize and celebrate all the positive transformations people make after being diagnosed with cancer. Her goal is to recruit people from all over the world to contribute content–write stories about inspiring people and places. There is also a book and music review section.

Kristen’s story is a heartfelt one as she tells it in the  About page, of her own recovery from cancer. I sense her enthusiasm for this project and want to share it with you, to pass the word on to support Kristen in this gracious endeavor. Please visit her at www.cancerjourneys.com and spread the word to others who may be interested in contributing to the website.

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Who Am I

by Miruh on January 14, 2009

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In my previous post, What Ails You, on woundedness and becoming whole, I wrote about the  process that eventually leads to the question, “Who am I?” For many people who go through a major life crisis or transition, it could be an opportunity, a turning point for inward exploration. It is at these junctures that the ego is weaker and we are more open to experiences from which we would normally be veiled. Some people may attempt to fill the space of emptiness that they feel inside, by engaging in outer substitutes which promise fulfillment. The teachings of spiritual masters tell us that our grief is brought about by a  feeling of being  cut off from the Self, our divine nature. We would be wise to engage in the spiritual search at these times, to avoid a cycle of pain and disappointment.

The question, “Who am I?” can take many forms. It is finding out who we truly are. It may be contemplation as taught by the spiritual master Ramana Maharshi, but sometimes with awareness, it can take the form of creative expression where the mind is quiet and the Self, our true nature is allowed center stage. It is when we experience a greater aspect of ourselves beyond our thoughts and feelings, where we feel connected to a deep central core, an energy source. The experience is described by poets, dancers, potters, painters, writers, gardeners, healers, and many others as a timeless, space-less presence that is blissful, free and knowingness itself. This is the state we attain when we consciously quieten the mind in deliberate practices such as meditation and chanting. Meditation both enhances and reinforces the practices of contemplating the Self through direct inquiry or through creative expression.

Who am I? This is the question that I asked myself after having a  transcendent experience at a meditation retreat. During a meditation session, I found myself in a pool of deep, dark, velvety stillness that felt nurturing, alive, and pulsating with rays of bliss. This was not apart from me, it was me and I was a part of it. This experience stayed with me during the break.  As I looked at the leaves on the trees, they were also pulsating with scintillating light and my blissful feeling was an extension of the iridescent light that suffused the space all around me. My mind was absolutely still, not commenting, It was as if this was how life naturally is.

My experience was similar to many whose spiritual energy was awakened through being in contact with a catalyst.  This can be a spiritual teacher whose own spiritual energy flows at a high frequency, or a power center where the earth’s telluric currents or ley lines are strong. Some people have also claimed that they have experienced this in the dream-state.

What is this state that we sometimes get a glimpse of, this gift of Grace? The teachings of the East describe this state as the Self, the all-pervasive energy which contains all phenomena and takes form, manifesting as us and everything we can sense. The contemplation of the question, “Who am I?” was one of the practices that the spiritual master Ramana Maharshi gave to his students to realize the Self. He taught that self-inquiry is not a mere mental questioning, that it involves an intense activity of the entire mind to keep it steadily poised in pure Self-awareness. It is not a case of “I” searching for “I.  It reveals the truth that neither the ego nor the mind really exists. He taught that if you practice self-inquiry you will reach the spiritual heart which is the Self. He said, “You yourself impose limitations on your true nature of Infinite Being, and then weep that you are but a finite creature. Then you take up this or that spiritual practice to transcend the non-existent limitations. But if your spiritual practice itself assumes the existence of the limitations, how can it help you to transcend them?….Bliss is not added to your nature, it is merely revealed as your true and natural state, eternal and imperishable. The only way to be rid of your grief is to know and be the Self. How can this be unattainable?”

The experience of oneness or the Self that the initiate receives in the beginning of his journey is a gift of Grace, a carrot dangling in his face to lure him towards making that experience his own. For most people it is not a lasting one. For a few months after that first  transcendent experience, I was able to easily hold on to an inner blissful feeling. Although I have had good meditations since, it has not been of the same intensity as the first time.  Over the years with diligent practice, the experience of meditation spills over into my daily life. My mind is mostly quiet and when situations that can be disturbing arise, I am able to witness myself in relationship which is a lot more effective way than being at the mercy of whatever emotion threatens to control how I think and feel.

The spiritual journey is a life long experience but once it is consciously engaged in, we become much more aware and free to choose how our minds work. When we identify with the Self we can navigate the difficulties that life brings with steadiness and wisdom. Pain and suffering will always be there, it is the human condition, the impermanence of this life. We will experience loss, sickness, and death. With the experience of our truth, we know that we are not the thoughts, emotions and feelings that move through us. We can choose to identify with the inner source of peace, steadiness and joy, no matter what is happening on the outside.

Joseph Campbell in his book, The Hero With A Thousand Faces, described the spiritual journey or the hero’s journey in this way: “This deed accomplished, life no longer suffers hopelessly under the terrible mutilations of ubiquitous disaster, battered by time, hideous throughout space; but with its horror visible still, its cries of anguish still tumultuous, it becomes penetrated by an all-suffering, all-sustaining love, and a knowledge of its own unconquered power. Something of the light that blazes invisible within the abysses of its normally opaque materiality breaks forth, with an increasing uproar. The dreadful mutilations are then seen as shadow, only, of an immanent, imperishable eternity; time yields to glory; and the world sings with the prodigious angelic, but perhaps finally monotonous, siren music of the spheres. Like happy families, the myths and the worlds redeemed are all alike.”

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What Ails You

by Miruh on January 12, 2009

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My experience of asking myself the question, “What ails you?” is a common one for many at some stage in life, but the way I went about seeking the answer and living it was unique to me, as it is for everyone who ventures into this avenue on their life’s journey. In Crossing To Avalon by Jean Shinoda Bolen MD, she mentioned pregnancy and childbirth as a rite of passage. I was able to relate to that in the light of my own experience.

It was shortly after I gave birth to my daughter that I went through an inner turmoil that may have been what in  medical jargon is called  postpartum depression.  Pregnancy and child-birth is a form of initiation into the mystery of life. Our culture focuses on the baby; what sex it will be, and the usual stories that mothers swap about motherhood and child-rearing. What people don’t talk about or are not aware of, is the major changes that a woman experiences through this rite of passage from maidenhood to motherhood. I knew that there was a lot more that happened to me on a soul level than just suddenly being responsible for another being’s life.  I had no reference for it, but I knew that the stirrings that were occurring were not just bio-chemical changes due to having given birth.

My story was similar to  the typical seeker’s lament at the start of the spiritual healing journey. On the outside, my life was perfect, but my inner world was like a cataclysmic event; a flood-gate was opened to confused emotions. Things that brought me pleasure in the past, failed to assuage my disappointment, but disappointment in what? It is probably at this point that most people turn to medication to bring things back into balance. I knew that was just a band-aid treatment, I needed to find out what this was about. I took a trip on my own,  back to my birth place, thinking because I was happy there, I would be able to get some of that feeling back. What I got from my trip was not the old pieces of me that I thought I could somehow gather up and put me back together again.

As in so many narratives of the spiritual seeker’s journey, what happened was a number of synchronistic events that led to my meeting people who led me to books, to teachers, to kindred souls; the usual pointers that one gets at the beginning of the journey.

My initiation through pregnancy and childbirth quickened a spiritual awakening that was seeking expression, and was hankering for my conscious awareness through the inner turmoil in my mind. That was almost thirty years ago and though I have been a diligent seeker, with an intense passion more than average I think, I am still here, unenlightened as many imagine it.  I am convinced that the journey is the destination. It is the letting go of judgment of myself and others, the acceptance of my imperfection, the offering of loving-kindness to myself and others for being human. I have many enlightened moments and I live with a contentment in my soul, an appreciation for my life and my experiences. I have given up striving for enlightenment, instead I look for the love and the truth in my daily experience. If there is such a thing as enlightenment where one is continuously established in that state, then if that is my destiny it will happen.

The question, “What ails you?” is the beginning of the soul’s journey, the return path to wholeness.  The return path takes us in many directions, each according to our inclinations. I do not believe that there is any one right way, but we do have to be aware of the illusion of spirituality. Many people hang out in the world of magic, the occult, communicating with the spirit world etc. thinking that this is spirituality. The test of whether what you are engaged in is the truth, is that it changes how you feel about yourself and others. Does it open your heart, do you feel a quiet peace and inner joy that is independent of outer circumstances, do you see the world with a perspective of the manifestation of divinity, are you able to feel a sense of connection that is your own strong center? You will not have this experience all the time, of course, especially in the beginning when the ego is putting forth much resistance to change, but you do get glimpses of it as you start the process of letting go of all that is not truth.

What ails you is the wound that is caused by your feeling of separation from your divine aspect. It is the question and the answer. When you continue to explore the question, you come to know that the joy, the peace and the beauty of life that is missing is what ails you and it is also the answer you seek. When you come to ask yourself, “Who am I?” the journey takes you further along on the path to finding out that truth.

To be continued…

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Becoming Whole

by Miruh on January 9, 2009

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What ails you? This is the right question that the knight must ask the Fisher King in the Grail Legend. In one version of this legend, the king lives in his castle with the grail. He has a wound that does not heal and all about him, his kingdom is a wasteland. He can only be healed when a knight finds the castle and the grail and asks the right question. Only then will the king return to health and the land become green and fertile again. If the knight does not ask the question, the castle vanishes and the knight must start the search for the grail all over again.

In this legend, a common Jungian interpretation is that the Fisher King represents the  Self, his wound is a symbol of the split between the rational mind and the Self or the divine aspect of our being. The wound never heals unless the right question is asked; unless we begin to do self-inquiry, contemplating, ” Who am I?” or as the legend states, “What ails you?” This form of self-inquiry leads us on the path to wholeness.

Many of us are like the knight who arrives at the castle and sees the king but fails to ask the question. We are spiritual tourists; we go to visit sacred sites, we go to meet venerated spiritual teachers, we read spiritual books and fall in love with the trappings of spirituality. We miss the opportunity to truly begin the hero’s journey that will bridge the divide between the ego and the Self. It is fitting that the path to wholeness is called the hero’s journey because it takes courage, a willingness to be stripped of what ails us; our ego and its accoutrements. Indeed the journey requires us to leave behind all that separates us from Truth; sometimes relationships and careers end if they are obstacles. It is a perilous undertaking of mythic comparison.

The myths of many cultures teach us about man’s return to wholeness, the path to self-realization. These myths in general relate to the spirit of man descending into the underworld, the dark realms, in search of some treasure, a lover, a child until he finds that symbol of value. He then triumphantly returns from the underworld, united with what was lost and  is celebrated on his return home. These myths are symbols of the journey that we each must take to find ourselves, the return to wholeness, of knowing the truth of who we really are. The hero’s journey, descending into the underworld or entering the forest is equivalent in modern psychology to exploring the unconscious in search of meaning or the spiritual seeker contemplating the age old question, “Who am I?”

Until we consciously embark on the hero’s journey, the spiritual healing journey, our wounded-ness takes the form of chronic anxiety, depression, and an inability to give and receive love. We maintain an outlook of scarcity rather than abundance, we lack compassion, and we feel hopeless. In her book, The Tao of Psychology, Jean Shinoda Bolen MD says, “In a competitive, materialistic society, where cynicism toward spiritual values exists, and neither scientific nor psychological thinking gives any importance to the realm of the spirit, individuals feel isolated and insignificant. Seeking sexual intimacy to cure isolation or seeking assertiveness as a solution to feeling insignificant does not heal the wound. When the ego is cut off from experiencing the Self—or, put differently, when an individual lacks the inner sense of being connected to God or being part of the Tao—then a wound exists that the person experiences as gnawing, pervasive, persisting insecurity.”

The practice of contemplating, ” Who am I?” or “What ails you?’ is one way of getting in touch with the divine aspect of our being. We must diligently turn inward through a form that resonates with us. It might be prayer, sitting or moving meditation, chanting, dreamwork analysis, art, dance, Tai Chi and a myriad other ways. In fact everything you do in daily life is a pathway to the divine, with the perspective that everything is a manifestation of God. We must engage in the inward aspect of the form we choose that propels us out of the mundane into the divine. And like the Fisher King, we begin to heal and the land of our beingness once again becomes  filled with joy, clarity, intuition and where new growth takes place in a fertile inner environment.

Joseph Campbell in an interview with Bill Moyers had this to say of that experience of the return to wholeness, “This is Eden. When you see the kingdom spread upon the earth, the old way of living in the world is annihilated. That is the end of the world, The end of the world is not an event to come, it is an event of psychological transformation, of visionary transformation. You see not the world of solid things but a world of radiance.”

In the Navajo tradition there is a beautiful song describing the path to wholeness:The Pollen Path. Pollen is life giving. The song reminds us that the journey does not have some far off destination. This life is the path and the destination.

In the house of life I wander
On the pollen path.
With a god of cloud I wander
To a holy place.
With a god ahead I wander
And a god behind.
In the house of life I wander
On the pollen path.

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Song Of The Poppadum

by Miruh on January 8, 2009

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The Song of the Poppadum was written by the spiritual master Ramana Maharshi. As the story goes, his mother wanted to make him a treat and decided on poppadums. She was making a lot of poppadums, two to three hundred and asked him to help. Thinking that his helping her might set a precedent for future ambitious productions, eliciting his help, he wanted to put a stop to it then. He playfully told her that she could make the poppadums by herself and eat them but he was going to make another kind and eat those. Instead of helping her, he composed this song which he finished by the time she was done. She was fond of songs; she had a rice song, a soup song and other such songs with Vedantic meaning, but no poppadum song. The song is full of humor and wisdom teachings. A poppadum is a spicy crisp cracker made of lentil flour. It is fun to eat and as Ramana Maharshi described it, also fun to make. He sang this song, giving a recipe to make poppadum as a metaphor for Self-Realization. I can just imagine the joyful atmosphere with laughter as his devotees sang this kirtan, an ode to the poppadum! Enjoy!

No need about the world to roam
And suffer from depression;
Make poppadum within the home
According to the lesson
Of “Thou art That”, without compare,
The Unique Word, unspoken
Of Him who is the Adept-Sage,
The great Apotheosis.
With his eternal heritage
That Being-Wisdom-Bliss is.

Make poppadum and after making fry;
Eat, so your cravings you may satisfy.

The grain which is the black gram’s yield.
The so-called self or ego,
Grown in the body’s fertile field
Of five-fold sheaths, put into
The roller-mill made out of stone,
Which is the search for Wisdom,
The “Who am I?” ‘Tis thus alone
The Self will gain its freedom.
This must be crushed to finest dust
And ground up into fragments
As being the non-self, so must
We shatter out attachments.

Make poppadum…

Mix in the juice of square-stemmed vine,
This is association
With Holy Men. With this combine,
Within the preparation,
Some cummin-seed of mind-control
And pepper of restraining
The wayward senses, with them roll
That salt which is remaining
Indifferent to the world we see,
With condiment of leanings
Towards a virtuous unity.
These are their different meanings.

Make poppadum…

The mixture into dough now blend
And on the stone then place it
Of mind, by tendencies hardened,
And without ceasing paste it
With heavy strokes of the ‘I-I’
Delivered with the pestle
Of introverted mind. Slowly
The mind will cease to wrestle.
Then roll out with the pin of peace
Upon the slab of Brahman,
Continue efforts without cease
With energetic elan.

Make poppadum….

The poppadum or soul’s now fit
To put into the fry-pan.
The one infinite symbol it
Of the great Silence, which can
Be first prepared by putting in
Some clarified fresh butter
Of the Supreme. And now begin
To hear it till it sputter,
On Wisdom’s self-effulgent flame
Fry poppadum, ‘I’ as That.
Enjoying all alone the same;
Which Bliss we ever aim at.

Make poppadum of self and after eat;
Of Perfect Peace then you will be replete.

Translated by A W Chadwick

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