Don Juan, the ‘spiritual guide’ of Carlos Castenada is quoted by that author as follows: ‘The worst that could happen to us is that we have to die, and since that is already our unalterable fate, we are free; those who have lost everything no longer have anything to fear.’ Simple and profound. I hold […]
new life for an old dog…. So sorry that I have been out of circulation for over 4 months now. I know there are some people who have been kind enough to follow my crazy stories & poetry and I followed yours, adding my comments and likes. I have been in Africa, then on my […]
I’ve been thinking about a post https://yogawisesite.wordpress.com/2016/10/07/how-the-4-yogas-are-the-same/ by Shruti Bakshi, someone whose posts I enjoy reading for their understated wisdom and quiet non-extravagant explanations of this beautiful path of yoga. She talks of all yoga ‘paths’ (bhakti… worship, jnana … seeking through intellect, karma..surrender of the fruits of action etc) being essentially all aspects of the path […]
Now things got interesting. Somehow, the dream had settled into a slow drifting through space, then … the void. A deep comfortable enfolding spacious blackness. Slowly, in my drifting, I become aware of laughter away in the distance….
I was never into mantra, until I was introduced recently at an ashram where I was staying. Now it’s a beautiful part of my practice. I read a post about different types of yoga (karma, bhakti, kriya etc ). In truth my experience is they all merge into one another, you cannot be a bhakti, […]
Inspired by many of your blogs that I read and learn from, or just things you’ve said to me that awaken some memory of an innate knowledge. Isn’t that what all the best teachers do; remind you of what you already know? ****** Are you hiding from me? How do I know you even exist? […]
always I wanted to be loved was I always addicted to pain? the pain of waking, unsure of whether I was still the beloved, of the one who was my beloved or even worse, where once devotion had ruled my every gift every action of tender affection to my beloved replaced by banality, habit or […]
… the relentless pursuit of realisation is in itself a block to achieving that goal. How does the ego agree to it’s demotion from top dog? …..
I stretch my senses, whispers on the edge of hearing, ’…. this is everything that is, always, and you will never find an end to this moment stretching out into forever’.
…a framework… lattice work full of space to reflect the spaciousness of the interior…