here is the writing that is flowing today...
when i was young i had no real grounding to bring
myself to be steady
there was so much turmoil in my world
i still would have nightly dreams of vividness
and very nightmarish too
i was not lonely
i was just sad due to so much pain in my world
what a time of it
but when i began the search for truth i did not know of
how to proceed
so i just started in meditating and also picking up chants from
reading
this brought a happiness for sometime, but then
kundalini opened fully and i was floored with phenomena
i do not write this way to say, look what a hard time she
(this one) has had, but to make this life as all that come to a path
an example of sorts of what happens in a full on kundalini
awakening process
it is not easy for sure, nor does it bring immediate results
nor does it bring what is expected (in fact it is so far from this
mostly it seems)...
i do not write either to say, go and wake up kundalini
for this is very dangerous if played with and should
be looked at with caution, so again, it is an example
of the power within that energy, kundalini...
i was not truly understanding kundalini when it opened or
looking for it... i barely knew of the word
so i read books, buddhist mostly which were enjoyed
and meditated in grave yards (of all things you might say)
but this is indeed a true practice of which i really knew little
about, but was drawn there... drawn, i guess to the hard things
to be able to see them and not turn from them...
so i spent time there in contemplation
and now as i am writing, i can see where i spent time in the cemetery
in Seattle, near volunteer park...
i can see myself (as i am writing now) walking to that cemetery from where i lived
i can see that i was wearing a white t-shirt, which i remember now wearing
i would walk by the small stores and shops on the avenue and then by starbucks
there was a safeway on the left and an organic shop too... i can see all the shops
strung together on that avenue very vividly as if reliving it, yet being
a witness of it, so life-like feeling...
and then coming to volunteer park where children played
a witness of it, so life-like feeling...
and then coming to volunteer park where children played
in the park on the other side of the cemetery...
and now some memories are coming of that time in a very vivid flash
the setting can be seen crystal clear along with this form walking there.. the day is sunny
and bright, crisp and cool...
within the cemetery, some of the head stones are tall and thick
there is an area that has mostly asian families and i can see those headstones
some black with asian writing trailing down it lengthwise
there are some famous people buried there
i would read the headstones and reflect on what was written
as some had messages that were nice..
and on one famous persons headstones (Brandon Lee's i believe. He is buried
there with his father)...
i found what is written on there because it is nice, so i will copy what it says
and as i am writing, i am seeing his headstone there...
i recall reading it several times and reflecting on the writing...
"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an
inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and
a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain
afternoon in your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that
you can't even conceive of your life without it. Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps
not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise, perhaps twenty. And yet it
all seems limitless."
so this is where i sometimes frequented... meditating and looking deeply at the wonders
of the universe...
of the universe...
i would spend time just being aware and looking deeply at nature much of the
time as well...
this was the beginning of truly opening to spirit/heart...
i do not advocate this for any other, this is simply the writing flowing today
i did not have a Guru at this time and had no understanding of the journey
of awakening really.....
this is all that is flowing for now..
om shanti
Namaste. Thank you for sharing these memories. Nice to read and to reflect to..Om shanti.
ReplyDeleteNamaste, no idea what is going to come when writing, today this flowed out .. the memory comes while writing along with a crystal clear vision of it, like a doorway opens and one can look in and see that time displayed very vividly, different than just a thought ... anyway ever changing phenomena.. thank you for reading and reflecting... om shanti
DeleteBeautiful. Always greatful for these writings. And thank you for your replies as well. Om shanti
Deletenamaste, you are welcome... om shanti
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ReplyDeleteNamaste - a nice vision of Seattle to see thank you. I've always loved Bruce/Brandon Lee's headstones. Thank you for bringing it up again.
ReplyDeletenamaste, glad i could give you a little flavor of Seattle.. i love those headstones too, it was nice they showed up today... great evening and om.
ReplyDeleteNamaste, thank you for sharing this. nice to read, seems to be taking into meditation. have always liked Bruce Lee, that was an interesting quote to read from his son's stone. OM
ReplyDeletenamaste, i have liked him too... nice to hear of the meditation happening.. om shanti
ReplyDeleteNamaste...very interesting, this pull you have to the passed lives. It's on going isn't it? It has shown me the continuance of "life" rather than the perceived end. Thank you.
ReplyDeletenamaste, there is no end point to life, it goes on, it is eternal... om shanti...
ReplyDeleteNamaste, thank you for the writing. I remember reading of Siddhananda contemplating in the graveyard.
ReplyDelete--john
namaste, this was the beginning of a very deep searching for truth ... thank you for the comment.. shanti om
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