Tuesday, May 11, 2010

manali

Wisdom in a Wilderness of Waffle!


In our media driven world it is becoming genuinely hard to discern the truth from a thousand voices of distortion, spin, obfuscation and often downright deviousness. Perhaps it’s not surprising, as much of the information that we need to assess, weigh, clarify to make our daily decisions comes in bite size chunks. But the fogginess and fuzziness of what we hear goes much deeper.

It seems that in both political and corporate worlds in particular it is often quite hard to find honest voices. Smokescreens, spinning, deflecting and denying now appear to be the conditioned responses to the call for accountability. Power is being protected, personal agendas pursued and it’s hard to see the difference between the political and the personal.


In sport the idea of playing the game for the sake of the game is dying fast. The prize is paramount, and participation is often relegated to the level of necessity in order to collect the cheque. The ‘joy of playing’ is a distant echo of sporting times gone by. Money does the talking and almost every individual sport is now being reduced to a business. And business is seldom playful.

In the exploding areas of health and well-being there are so many opinions in a jungle of conflicting views. It’s almost impossible to work out what’s good or bad for your body. Some say drink lots of water others say no need, some say take vitamins and supplements others say it’s a waste of money, some scientists say we all might have BSE, others say nonsense, some say cholesterol kills, others say it is essential for good health. We can believe all too easily and unwittingly the loudest or most recent voice and then cry victim of propaganda and the agenda of commercial interest when we hear contradictory views.

So where are we to find the wisdom that we need to shape our decisions and guide our life. Ultimately the wisest voice is our own. Unfortunately so many of us have become so busy engaging with the world, pursuing more work, connecting with more and more people, we have lost the art of ‘listening in’ to our own wisdom and our own intuition.


Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Serene



When the silence beckons,
And the day draws to a close,
When the light of your life sighs,..
And love dies in your eyes,
Only then will I realise,
What you mean to me.


"ANATHEMA" is the band

Friday, February 26, 2010

Happy Holi


May God gift you all the colors of life, colors of joy, colors of happiness, colors of friendship, colors of love and all other colors you want to paint in your life…

The questions are diamonds you hold in the light. Study a lifetime and you see different colors from the same jewel. The same questions, asked again, bring you just the answers you need just the minute you need them. People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and endings, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. The soul is covered with the color of its leisure thoughts.

Have a colorful Day in life…

Monday, January 25, 2010

Freedom!

To be acknowledged for who and what I am, no more, no less. Not for acclaim, not for approval, but, the simple truth of that recognition. This has been the elemental drive of my existence, and it must be achieved, if I am to live or die with dignity. ~ Bicentennial Man

Bicentennial Man


The song of life plays it tunes and the body moves in synchrony with it. There is no need to think to do the right movements. The more we feel the rhythm without thinking, the easier and delightful the body movements will appear. The ears will listen to the sounds the mind will interpret those sounds and the body moves to them. There is no further thought involved.
The song of life plays its own tune. It is a tune of freedom. Freedom means to break from everything which is known. To feel free the “known” must be gone.


As we dance in joy of the sounds of music, likewise; we learn to move according to the different rhythms played by life itself. The more flexible I become through my own practice and experience, the greater my range of motion and thus my ability to move in synchronization with the tunes of life.

Life unfolds its beauty when I am ready to try. The bird wants to fly. To open the cage of comfort is an act of courage which allows us to feel the power of our own wings. Its true capacity.
To be honest with your own nature of innocence, freedom and enjoyment and to go beyond any boundary, any preconception, any mental wall in such a way as to experience the experience and to express the best of it, is to transform yourself.


Self transformation is a practical matter where life plays a tune and we move unlike anything we have done before. The tune cannot be the same if the CD of life is moving forward. The tempo of the songs of life will vary; at one time it will be salsa, another a jazzy tune and perhaps then a disco tune will appear. My dancing steps cannot be the same, for sameness means dullness, my steps need to change; I need to listen to the tunes without a further thought, break the schemes of what is a “proper dance.” The tunes play and I move. Life has given me experiences as a way to practice my own dancing moves. I have practiced many times those moves, but … I can only use them when the song is appropriate; then beauty and harmony will be experienced, it will be seen. That beauty is authentic.

Sometimes life will play an “AC\DC” tune. It is not for me to catalog the song as “good” or “bad,” since it is just another tune… another song. I can choose to dance and enjoy it or to let the song change my mood and stop my dance. Life is not a “rock and roll” song. Many songs will be played, but the good dancer knows how to move and enjoy every tune; every time.

The critic is outside, seeing the scene of life comfortably seated in a chair. Just like sitting in a Discotheque without dancing and without enjoying how others dance, but just to catalog what is “good” and what is “bad.”

The critic will be afraid of moving to the tunes of life since his own “good” and “bad” formula only works when others are dancing and not when he is the one on the dance floor. Knowing is to know yourself and nothing else.

Life is about experiencing and expression. The experience makes us grow as long as we don’t play the “good and bad” game. We can only express beauty when our experiences are beautiful.
When we look at a tiger we can catalog that animal as “good or bad.” However, our own limited perception cannot disagree about the beauty and majesty of a tiger, for beauty is beyond good and evil.

Beauty can only be expressed when we go beyond the stigmas, the stereotype, the judgments… when there is freedom from the known.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Busy for Copenhagen!


"I know what it’s like and so I can feel that compassion and empathy for others who are at this point struggling. It was very powerful when I realised that the people that knew of my mistake were also ready to forgive me. Their forgiveness came from two factors- their own generosity of spirit and their faith in the goodness of the human being, not just my goodness rather the recognition of the goodness of every human being.


So they were able to say; 'We understand, mistakes happen. It’s OK. We’ve been through the same. We will help you take another step and we know that it is possible as we know that the inner beauty of the soul can come shining through and we are ready to help you with that.'"

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

See the Sweetness




No matter how bad people may seem, they possess at least one virtue. Be like the humming bird and pick out the sweetness of everyone's character.



Sid said -

“He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake, he cannot sleep: Thus of every grief in heart He with thee does bear a part. These are certain signs to know Faithful friend from flattering foe.”

P.S - Could readers please interpret it for especially the last two lines. :)