Himalayan-Panorama

July Spiritual Festival Messages From SVB

Your Teacher Is Always in Your Heart

 

In May, 2009, a beautiful message to the Himalayan community, was conveyed by Kai, the 6¾ year-old child of Swamiji's dear students, Jon and Veena. 

After a Karate session, Veena was waiting to teach meditation to their instructor, when Kai sat down on her meditation cushion.  His hands spontaneously formed a mudra, he looked as if off into a great distance, and these words came out of his mouth:
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“Your Teacher is always in your heart.

You don’t need to write to Him.

You don’t need to see Him.

You don’t need to be by Him.

You don’t need to touch Him.

 

Your Teacher is always in your heart.

Your Teachers is always by you… even if He is on the moon.

            Always, right by you, in your heart.

 

Love, heart-to-heart, is the connection

Heart-to-heart, even if you don’t know each other yet.”

 

It was something to be there to witness," Veena said. "There was a Karate class going on at the time – sweaty men working out hard, much focused, lots of noise.  Then Kai was moved to the cushion, his posture established itself, the mudra formed, and then these words formed in slow motion from his lips.  There was all of this…and then there was the energy behind the words . . . the feel in the space . . . that was really quite something.  I felt something was charged to me, that is, I was instructed to capture it . . . so paper and pen moved near me.  There was such energy to it that later when I met with the Karate master, he said he felt it, too – and I know this is true because, despite the activity of the Karate room on the other side of the glass, I had seen that the Karate Master had looked over and watched him as the poem flowed from him – from Her through him. 

 

Jon was initiated by Swami Veda in India, and Veena was initiated by Swami Veda in 1986, and stayed with Swami Rama for several months in 1987, at the Himalayan Institute, when Swamiji was having regular Kirtans. 

Veena completed teacher training in 1988 with the Minneapolis Teacher Training Graduates. The family has traveled to SRSG several times recently, and their service to the Himalayan Yoga Tradition over the past several years has been considerable.

Such revelations from their son are quite common.  Veena said, "This is how life has always been with him, even from conception." In the course of a week many such insights come from him "out of the blue."

As we deepen our sadhanas, may we all come to know where that Place is and enter it as effortlessly as a child.

Article written by Michael Smith.

 

Orissa ‘New Dawn’ Project

Wolfgang

A Letter from Wolfgang Bischoff

Dear Friends,

On Whit Sunday, I was invited by Anna Troekes, Germany's foremost Yoga teacher, to a conference entitled “Unity in Diversity “where she asked me to conduct 2 workshops about the Himalayan Masters Tradition. The 200 Yoga Teachers that were present were inspired by these words from Anna: “Let’s stop putting ourselves above other Yoga Schools, judging them as inferior and pretending that we practice a better Yoga. Let's understand that together we form a single community longing for true realisation, to become liberated human beings, and so support each other towards that end."

Then she offered me the opportunity to talk about the “Orissa 'New Dawn' Project “.

This is the story of my spiritual Brother, Bhagabandev, who set up a school for 50 boys in one of the poorest regions of India. From a beginning where they had no opportunities in life and very little food, they are now able to compete against the best schoolchildren in India.

BhagabandevAs Bhagabandev and I were walking around the grounds of the school, we noticed a young girl watching us from the other side of the boundary fence. (See the picture above) She held a baby in here arms and a look of longing in her eyes. We approached her and asked her what she wanted. She said: "I want to join the school because the most important thing for me is to be able to learn.” We explained to her that this was not possible, because it was a boys only school. She was silent for some time and a look of deep sadness came into her eyes. At last she said: “So then I wish to die, and be reincarnated as a boy and come back and reapply to your school. Then I would be allowed to learn something."

Her words went straight into my heart and in that moment I made a commitment to myself that I would do whatever I could to build a girl's school right there in Orissa for Savitri and all the other young girls like her. I realised that I could never do this simply by myself, but that I would have to gather donations from all around the world if I were ever to be able to fulfill that commitment.

No sooner had I told this story to the Conference than all the participants as a single body responded that they all wanted to help me fulfill that vision.

The Whitsun Festival is a celebration of the very first Initiation of the disciples with the power of the Holy Ghost. In Essence, this Initiation shows us that we are all connected to the Celestial Worlds. In practical terms as we realise this truth we come to understand that at all times the power that comes from the Celestial Worlds is available to us. What is this power? It is nothing less than the most profound Sacred Love, which in being received, asks us to live from a place of Selfless Service. This is what I invite you all to contemplate. Once we begin to live this Sacred Love into the world our lives themselves become meditative acts. When we live our meditation and our love in this way, we can translate the power of the Celestial World into practical achievements in this one. With this power behind us, we can transform the living conditions in Orissa. The Project has grown into an integrated Vision where the provision of Education, Healthcare and Vocational Training will lead to the creation of work and money which will feed back into education in an interactive virtuous cycle. This process honours both the human world and the Celestial realm by developing human potential and reducing human poverty, which Gandhi called the greatest form of oppression in the world.

So let’s make our Contemplation and Meditation practical and turn our Vision into reality by sending a donation in aid of this project. Our ultimate aim is to raise 100,000 but anything you can spare will be deeply appreciated.

In building the Girls School in Orissa, we will create a living symbol of what Loving Selfless Service means. In doing this we will demonstrate that the Full Moon Meditation is not just an otherworldly practice but a powerful force that serves Humanity.

Now I wish you blissful, silent, and deep contemplation and meditation.

 I am sending you love from the depth of my heart.

Wolfgang

Donations can be sent to: Gueldenholm Foundation--Orissa

GLS Gemeinschaftsbank eG

BIC: GENODEM1GLS

IBAN : DE13 4306 0967 0012 4548 02 

(Editor’s Note: Wolfgang Bischoff is Spiritual Head of Himalayan Institute Germany, an initiator, and a member of the AHYMSIN Spiritual Committee, or Adhyatma Samiti.  You can contact Wolfgang at http://www.ahymsin.org/main/index.php/Contact-Us/Adhyatma-Samiti.html?catid=33.)
 

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Swami Veda’s New Book - Just Released

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WANAM: AFRICA AND INDIA, A SPIRITUAL DIALOGUE

Book Released in New Delhi 22nd May 2009.

While the spiritual traditions of civilizations like those of India and China are well known, very few have gained access to equally rich spiritual traditions of the vast and ancient continent of Africa.

In recent decades a number of authors have arisen out of the wisdom traditions of Africa who have learnt to speak in western languages and have published highly readable, inspiring as well as instructive books on these traditions.

However, no one had previously compared the traditions of Africa and India. In the words of a past vice-chancellor of the prestigious Jamiya Millia Islamia University of Delhi : Swami Veda’s is a pioneering work.

It arose out of the efforts of Idriss Raua Ouedraogo, whom Swami Veda introduces as ‘my spiritual son’. He is at present posted as Charge d’Affaires of his country Burkina Faso, in New Delhi.

Idriss has taught hundreds of yoga teachers back home. These teachers are now teaching yoga in different parts of Africa from Algeria to Tanzania to Congo. (Idriss’s great grandfather was akibg until the French colonisation).

The present book arose out of a conference organised by Idriss in 2001 in Ouadougou, his country’s capital; it was sponsored by the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of that country. The title of the conference was bringing African and Indian Spirituality Together.

That occasion gave Swami Veda the opportunity to visit Ghana, Togo, Benin and Burkina, the last three in French West Africa.

The book narrates svb’s experiences of that tour. It is an eye opener for the seekers of spirituality.

The book was finally released in New Delhi on 22nd May 2009. The function was held at the Embassy of the Islamic Republic of Egypt on invitation of the Embassy of Burkina Faso. Fifteen ambassadors were present and the book was released by the Dean of the Diplomatic Corps of Delhi who is the ambassador of Senegal. ( Some readers of this news may remember that the first president of Senegal after independence, Dr. Senghor, was a scholar of Tamil  --- one of the four major classical languages of India --- and researched the connections between Tamil and  the languages of Senegal.)

Vice-president of the Indian Council of Cultural Relations was also a guest of honour.

This news is being written in Taipei Taiwan where we do not have the names of the participants in the release function.

The book has also generated considerable interest in the academic and spiritual communities of the Caribbean, especially in Trinidad, with the efforts of our initiate there, Dr. Winthrop Harewood of the University of the West Indies. It is already being introduced as a University level reading in UWI from next semester. The reason for this interest is also based on the fact that in countries like Guyana, Surinam and Trinidad very sizable Indo-Caribbean and Afro-Caribbean communities co-exist and have often had, to put it mildly, considerable misunderstanding about each other. The book will help build bridges between the two communities at academic and leadership level. The book release in Trinidad is planned for 12th September forthcoming. It is going to be a well attended inter-community affair.

The book is published from AHYMSIN Publishers at Sadhaka Grama, Rishikesh. Two DVDs introducing the book are available. Please write to ahymsinpublisher@gmail.com to order the book and DVDs or for further information. 

 

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Swami Nityamuktananda

Swami NityamuktanandaSwami Nitya continues to bring us more of her insight in the article below. She has chosen to live in the “West Country” in the United Kingdom, along the sea shore in Cornwall.

Cornwall, at this time of year can be a bit cold and blustery, with rain that sometimes leads you to believe it will never end.

However, if you have the gift of seeing the beauty in all of God’s creation, and use your talent, the poetry can flow.

In acquiring content for the newsletter the editor is privileged to communicate with interesting personalities, not the least of which, is that of Swami Nityamuktananda... Enjoy!

THE FIVE ELEMENTS

Swami Nityamuktananada

 

The FIVE elements are Earth, Water, Fire, Air & Space. Earth and Water have  been contemplated.

Part 3 - Contemplation of Fire

There is hardly a culture that has not a myth about fire and its source, the sun. For mankind, fire has always had two strong connotations: being a great helper and a powerful destroyer. Its inherent power might have been the reason why Zeus wanted to keep fire out of reach of man, yet Prometheus, with the intention of giving mankind protection from the elements, stole the fire from the Gods and gave it to the humans. For this Zeus punished him severely, and in addition sent a flood to earth to quench the uncontrollable fire.

Some main characteristics of fire are immediately clear: it inspires, it can protect yet it is dangerous beyond our control. But let us have a closer look:

Starting simple, there is a matchbox and a candle in front of me. Striking the match on the box a flame comes with which to light the candle. Fire comes into existence by friction between two different components i.e. sticks, stones or matches – and/or massive collisions of energy/matter in space. Let’s however focus on the earthly version.

Through friction (release of inherent energy) a spark is created and now exists in its own right, for a short time – to grow and last it has to be fed and nourished. However, its growth has to be monitored carefully, for further sparks easily fly off and create new fires. The growing spark itself increases in size and intensity rapidly while its host is consumed equally rapidly. Sacrificing itself combustible material allows fire to grow while its own form is destroyed.

 A candle flame looks harmless enough, yet what makes its flame, is the burning of wick and wax … both give up their present existence to become flame. Fire can not be separated from its burning power – nothing to burn – no fire! Fire destroys while it creates. It transforms one thing, one form of matter into another. It transforms wood into ashes/chemicals … which then nourish next year’s daffodils. In this way (on the base level) fire transforms matter into another form of matter. There is however a sinister aspect to this: watch a grass fire!

Fire “eats” Grass! But watch what happens then … finished in one place, the fire proceeds, going on to take the next bits of grass! Behind it is devastation; fire can’t go back over the same ground – there is nothing for it to feed on; there is no going back - no past, just death.

And moreover keep watching as the grass fire reaches a path! There might be more burn-able grass growing beyond the path, but when the fire reaches the path it dies for lack of burning material. Fire has no past - but also it has no sense of future, it only exists right now. It lives totally in the present. Contemplate it!

 What it leaves behind are minerals, base chemicals that form more earth; mix that with water, only then future begins, but not the future of fire, by itself it has no future - it needs feeding by the “other”

And that is not all.

There are byproducts of this process. Flames give of energy we experience as heat

or as kinetics;  but the most noted byproduct of this transformation (the wick of the candle being burned to ashes)…is light!

 

Yes, Fire is the power of transformation, we could say in Yoga speak: Fire is the Shakti of transformation. But She works on two distinct levels: the gross manifest (matter into matter, one form into another) and on transforming gross to subtle levels – matter turns to light! In ourselves, this transformation, this process of burning … is effort, is pain, is tapasya ; the very destruction of the old - makes way for new creation.

In the new creation fire is joyous, glorious, happy – hence we celebrate the new with Fire (the New Year; the new season, the new life (birthday) etc. ) We use Fire for celebrating and honouring light ... many cultures mark the Equinoxes of the sun by lighting Fires.                                                                                                                          

Just to give one example: On the most southwestern tip of UK (Cornwall) in a direct lineup, with the setting sun, on a hilltop, since long before the Christian Era bonfires are lit. From there, when the fire is seen on the next hill, the next fire is lit. In this way a beacon of light races throughout the island, honouring the longest day - celebrating the annual pinnacle of light.

 

When we talk about Fire as the material form of light we are in good company. Scientists tell us that light, might very well be the building block of the universe. In Yoga speak we talk of the Divine Light beyond all form. On the highest and subtlest level that Divine limits itself, gives up its subtle form to manifests in the perceptible universe, becoming a form that we can recognize with our senses. One form transforming into another, light manifesting in fire - fire dissolving in light; the power of transformation!

This power is never still. You might have seen Shiva dancing in a ring of Fire! Fire, the power that is never still, simultaneously destroying and creating.

There is much benefit in contemplating the various forms of fire: Contemplate the awesome power of wild, destructive forest fires, killing the green lungs of the planet – killing the producers of the very oxygen that it needs to burn Think about a hungry straw fire that flares up brightly, yet dies almost immediately, having devoured its fuel.

Fire in its destructive form is awesome yet it is completely dependent on the immediate source of its existence, it’s food! If there is nothing more to burn it dies instantly! Burning-transformation is its “inherent nature”, its dharma. As water’s dharma is to flow and to nourish, Fire’s dharma is to burn and transform.

 Fire, like each of the Elements manifests on a huge scale, it has – even seemingly opposite, characteristic (just like ice and vapour are both water). Contemplate the flame of a candle versus the inferno of nuclear holocaust!

Out of the many aspects of fire, we will contemplate two aspects: fire in the hearth and the sun, source of all fire.

 

Let us first focus on the comforting glow of a fireplace or hearth; most of us will have enjoyed watching its gentle, dancing flames. Albert Einstein (theory of relativity) and Max Plank (quantum physics) both started their inquiries by observing apparent

 annomalies anomalies of light in front of an ordinary fireplace.

The process of burning uses and generates energy which is given off as warmth - and light. Light being a certain vibration of electromagnetic energy, which we receive and  use to interpret our world. In the case of the fire of the fireplace it signals safety, rest and security. In Greek mythology, this slow burning fire is presided over by the Greek goddess Hestia.  She is felt to be present in the living flame of the round fire that used to be in the centre of the home, temple and city. Her symbol was (just as in many cultures) a circle; she was worshipped not in an image or statue, but as a spiritually felt presence, embodied in the sacred fire, that provided illumination, warmth and heat. She was the oldest sister of the first generation of Olympian Gods, yet took no part in their affairs of love and war. Homer describes how Zeus gave her - instead of a wedding gift - the central place of the house, so that she could receive the best offerings.

Her Roman equivalent is Vesta; in her temples the sacred, central fire was tended by 'vestal virgins.' Her companion was Mercury, the messenger. He guarded the fire and the temple, representing the outgoing quality of the element Fire. The two belonged together yet they were not involved in each other; meaning fire does not have to go outward, it can be contained, working inner most!

Hestia stands for those that have controlled the wildness of fire and have learned to be able to avoid being caught up in passion of the moment. Hestia is not attached to people, possessions, prestige or power. She feels whole, warm and content as she is. Her fire is the spiritual link to others; that literally would be carried as an ember from the temple to the houses and even from the house and taken on a journey etc.

These embers were symbolic of the steady glow of the divine fire in us. The Latin word for the hearth is 'focus,' contained fire is focus, is concentrating, is being totally absorbed, perceiving things by looking inward and intuitively sensing what is going on. This perception is shared in Chinese, Indian and many other traditions. In Yoga speak: Intense focus, is Tapasya, is the burning purifying fire. 

This tamed fire is very different from my second choice of contemplation.

I am sitting in front of a big 'French window'; the day is overcast yet somewhere out of my sight, is the sun. A huge ball of fire, or rather, of hot gas. Its outer periphery is still 6000 degrees Celsius hot; such heat is beyond our imagination. Its heat is the result of constant nuclear fusion. Yes, our beloved sun is a cauldron of constant nuclear explosions. The energy set free in these processes makes the sun 'shine.' Giant tongues of hot gas are whirled off the surface into space, much further than the atmosphere around the earth. Sometimes particles from these enormous explosions hit the earth and when they reach us they cause the beautiful lights we call aurora.

The vast temperatures we know of in the core of the earth are nothing compared to the temperatures reached in the stars and sun, where matter turns into gas and eventual dissolution into…? And yet this unimaginable destructive power is the same one that gives us life. For us this awesome power is beneficial – because it’s far away! We can't see or experience the activity of the fierce, boiling cauldron; we are safe because it is exquisitely, minutely balanced in distance. A cosmic law holds us just right; a bit closer we would melt, a bit further we would freeze! An amazing insight in the delicate balance, the careful control inherent in taming the fire! For fire to be beneficial it needs to be tamed, contained, or in Yogic terms turned inward.

In many traditions and esoteric literature, the sun is worshipped in recognition of its life-giving light, its radiance; its splendour!  On an inter-religious conference I met a  Shaman from the Shwar, indigenous people of the Amazon, who stated categorically that: there can be no life without  Aruta, Padre de LUZ, - father of light.

In the Judeo/Christian tradition the light is also frequently used to describe divine truth:            'While you have the light, trust the light,

                The Lord is my light and my salvation.' (Ps. 27,1)

Christ said: 'I am the light of the world' (St. John 8,12) 

Many traditions worship this radiant light as a God. In Egypt, Ra sailed across the skies; in ancient Persia, the Sun God rode in his chariot. In the northern Philippines Manaue, the Sun God lives in the treetops; for the Celts, the sun is a charioteer riding across the sky.  Today in the South American Mountains, Indians still go into the mountains just like their forefathers, and worship the sunrise. During man's history some of the greatest constructions of mankind have been built to worship the sun, e.g. the Sun Pyramid in Mexico or Stonehenge in England. Furthermore, Kings derived authority for their lineage from the sun such as the Japanese Emperor (who is said to be a descendant of Amataresu, the Sun), or Louis XIV (the French: Roi du Soleil, - King of the Sun).

Even today, our 'sun- worshippers' fill the beaches all over the world!

 

The wise of India celebrated the sun as Surya, associated with life-creating energy and timely dissolution this was celebrated in Fire ceremonies, Yajnas. Surya guides us to righteousness and inspires wisdom; he is the eye of God, (as well as our eye), because through him, we can see the love of God and the love in each other. As such the inner 'sun,' the sun of love, is soul and points beyond the individual. Even today we say about someone we love, that the sun shines out of his/her eyes.

                    Swift and beautiful are you,

    • 0 Sun, maker of the Light,
    • Who illumines all the radiant sky
    • Gazing beyond the dark we reach
    • The supreme Light and attain the Sun,
    • The God of gods, the Light. (Rig Veda, 1.504)

The sun, due to whose light alone I can see, is itself an ordinary star - just as the other billions and billions which we see in the sky. To worship the sun as God, points beyond the physical to 'that which illumines out of itself.' The Self-luminous is absolute power behind everything. Out of this understanding the Gayatri is born, allegedly one of the oldest, most potent prayers in the world:

Tat Savitur varenyam        That most beautiful, brilliant light, the solar orb, that gives 

                                           birth to all

Bhargo devasya dhimahi; May that Divine burning One, so fill my person that I become

                                           that light

Dhiyo yo nah pracodayãt.  May being That, be my meditation.

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There is another aspect worth contemplating about the sun. The sun’s instant combustion throws off light and heat, generating conditions on earth, in which life can be

generated, but in the process sun destroys itself in time (so the scientists tell us).

Remember what we said earlier about the candle… the wick and wax burn - give up their existence - to bring about the flame.  No wonder at the origin of ancient wisdom, is the idea of sacrifice! Every aspect of life on this earth is in one way or another fed by the gigantic fire – the giant sacrifice, the giant transforming power that is the sun. Even creatures that live in the dark, deep oceans can only exist there because the sun keeps the ocean from freezing.

Moreover a piece of plastic is not immediately recognised as 'sun-made'; yet even plastic containers are made from fossil oil (petrochemicals) which are compressed plant fibre (having stored solar energy) from long ago. Whatever we look at, sooner or later will be revealed as a form of sun energy. It brings us right back to modern science, where matter is light and light becomes matter – and that includes us!

Sacrifice always serves and precedes new form – it is ultimately positive, creative, life-giving. This life-affirming quality has been throughout the ages associated with love; making everything positive and good. Many mystics have see and described it:

  •   I am light itself, reflected in the heart of everyone;
  •   I am the treasure of the Divine Name
  •            The shining Essence of all things
  • I am every light that shines,
  • Every ray that illumines the world.
  • From the highest heavens to the bedrock of the earth
  • All is but a shadow of my blazing Light.
  • If I dropped the veil covering my true essence
  • The world would be gone- lost in a brilliant light.(Fakhruddin Araqui/Sufi,1213-1289)
  • When talking about light, the boundaries between sunlight and God-light seem to disappear only too easily. How can we understand it? We know that all we normally perceive is vibrating energy yet we see it as different objects, forms and colours because sunlight is reflected or refracted much like a sunbeam in a glass of water. This 'reflected light' our mind interprets and labels according to our conditioning: green tree; red flower; brown hair etc. thus the world appears to us as millions of objects. Moreover, when our senses receive these vibrations and interpret them, this evokes feelings in us. These feelings we label according to certain frequency bands of light and as such their range is attributed to the Five Elements. What this seemingly absurd idea tells us is that everything we see is in fact vibrating light, light that originally comes from the sun.

It might seem strange to you but be assured, it is in accord with Scientists, Mystics and Poets. The Element Fire illumines not just the 'objects' of the world, but our very thoughts, hearts and minds. Indeed the greatest human achievement is to be illuminated, to reach the state of 'En-lightenment,' where we can see things for what they are… and not what label/concepts we project on it. In ‘The Divine Comedy’ Dante Alighirie writes:

  • So dazzling was the splendour of that ray,
  • that I must certainly have lost my senses …         
  • 0 light eternal fixed in itself alone...
  •           here my powers rest from their high fantasy,

          but already I could feel my being turned -

          instinct and intellect balanced equally

          as in a wheel whose motion nothing jars -

               by the love that moves the Sun and the others stars.

 Dante's testimony bears witness to the power of such insights, and the transformation that results.

 Fire transforms darkness into light (this is the true meaning of the word Guru); equally it transforms light into matter: plants, trees, animals, people etc., and yes, it transforms clay into ceramics, ore into gold and carbohydrates into diamonds, food into the muscles, flesh and energy of our bodies. In us such a fire also burns, it constantly transforms air, orange juice, potatoes, bread and chicken into useful oxygen, amino acids, lactic acids etc. and then again burning these with the help of oxygen gives off energy which makes us shine, radiating with health and vitality. The wise of India spoke of this process as the ‘gastric fire.'

 Through the qualities of Fire i.e., illumination, insight and understanding, we can transform hatred and anger into love; this transforming power of light has been called 'love,' numerous stories about the life of Saints and Sages bear  witness. The story of Catherine of Sienna is just one.

In the 14th Century, in the middle of the bubonic plague (which in its first five years killed one third of the European population), a daughter was born to a craftsman, the twenty-third child of twenty-five born to her parents. She was a tiny, charming child; when six years old, she walked with her brother and suddenly saw the sky open and before her sat Jesus, magnificently dressed in radiant light. As she stood and stared at the sight, her heart opened towards the radiant source of love.

Following this experience she dedicate her life to God. She ate little and withdrew into her room, until she was allowed to join the order of 'Mantellatte' (for the cloak they wore). She followed the command of her God and began nursing the sick and dying. She did not want anybody to know about it, so she went out at night to the houses of needy families where she left gifts or helped in some small way. During this time she had many more visits of her radiant Lord who told her: "It is your duty to love your neighbour as your own self. Help them spiritually and materially at least with your good will if you have nothing else."

Where does a young girl get her strength from? It is said, the Lord appeared again to her and reached into her chest, removed her physical heart and replaced it with his own. Catherine later wrote that the Lord had said, "Dearest daughter, I now give you my own heart and forever you must live by it alone." Her service of love to the sick and dying increased and in time she had many visitations from her Lord. She described this time of transition in her diary: 'The One who had kindled in my heart this fire of love, kept fanning it day by day to a more consuming flame... love had grown strong as death, my heart was rent in two, my soul was set free from this flesh, but alas! For how short a time!' Soon the simple girl, who never went to school soon found herself teaching before the great minds of her world including, bishops, popes and kings. Such is the power of divine inspiration. Surrounded by a community that called her 'dolcissma mama' - sweetest mother, she died when thirty three, not long after having written

what she  simply called 'The Book;' it is 'the dialogue' between her soul and the Lord.

What would it be like, to live in an awareness that constantly perceives everything as light and love, how would we act? How would we feel? How does light taste? How do we dance with it? How do we sleep in that light, that love. What else can there be, when the fire of love burns in us?

We are used to thinking of 'love' as the passionate and possessive feeling towards our lovers, partners, friends, children, dogs, cats, cars, etc. That love is created from wanting to have, hold, dominate -- real love comes free - like sun energy! It gives forgiveness and warmth to a child; compassion and support to a person who needs; it gives friendship to an equal and respect and devotion to those that are older and wiser. When we have love to give, we don’t need something in return – we feel content, full - knowing and trusting there is enough! Such 'loving existence' seems forgotten in many contemporary societies and with forgetting it, we starve ourselves of love, the consequences of this are apparent every day.

We, as a society, behave like hungry fire, consuming all in its wake leaving only destruction , then having to die for lack of love. Sun does not stop shining because we are warm enough, it still gives warmth the next day, and the next, ad infinitum. The experience of such abundance brings joy, fills us with enthusiasm (Greek: filled with God, interpreted more freely: filled with light). When I picture joy and enthusiasm, my mind’s eye sees Fireworks:

- sees an abundance of bursting, sparkling colours thrown against a dark night sky;

- or the abundance of a summer meadow overflowing with poppies, like a Monet picture; or the gurgling, laughter of a small child giving itself to the joy it feels;

- or a songbird, that sings to its hearts delight, not for an audience, but out of delight;

 

The fire of our 'earthly love' needs to be fed! Give… not just to those we love, give support, care, guidance, warmth, share your light, etc., When we are 'in love' we do it naturally, we give our time, thoughts and unending attention to the object of our love – and if we stop feeding our love, do not talk, share, write or perform such actions anymore with/for our loved ones - love dies.

The spiritual fire of love, the fire of enlightenment, gets fed by austerities or self-discipline; the fire of spiritual love just like any fire …needs food; and that means giving up something that can be transformed. What we have to give up could be as simple as our tea break, or as complex as our Ego or our Life's aspirations. We love children; we give up much time in bringing them up. We give up our own time and interests in order to have jobs, so that we can provide for them. We love nature, we give up destroying the environment. The more we love life itself, people, animals and plants – the easier we can give up our life to serve them. However little or small, however high or low - if we love it, we have to give up something for it, even if it is our fear, anger or hate! That is the nature of things; that is the law of fire!

What are you willing to give up for the fire of divine love? Only through renunciation, through giving up something, can the burning transformation take place. This process has been called: purification. Metal ore has to give up its association

with earth in the melting process so that it can become pure gold

Learn from the fire to transform baser tendencies.

Learn from the fire how to enjoy life and celebrate.

Learn from the fire to balance and to give… not to take and destroy!

 

Ammaji

 

    Ammaji’s Corner

 

 

by Lalita Arya

Director of KHEL Charities

www.khelcharities.org

 

Tribute To Fathers

Dad

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it ... Dad

~~Author Unknown.~~

 

Happy Birthday To Kai

Kai

Kai Blilie is one of our youngest teachers in the true sense of the word.  Not only do wise words emanate from this young person, but he has been practicing his Love by giving his birthday gifts to poor children of KHEL in India..  We wish Kai a very Happy Birthday, He turned 7 on June 16th. Blessings with prayers that he continue on this path wherever he goes.

 

Your Teacher is always in your heart
You don't need to write to Him
You don't need to see Him
You don't need to be by Him
You don't need to touch Him.

Your Teacher is always in your heart
Your Teacher is always by you... even if He is on the moon.
Always, right by you, in your heart.

Love, heart-to-heart, is the connection
Heart-to-heart, even if you don't know each other yet.

KAI BLILIE

 

THE RICE DISHES OF BALI

rice

                                                                Lalita Arya

As spring starts to give way to summer, my thoughts wander to other times and places of warmth and shade.  The mind plays tricks and takes me to those wonderfully colored lands where the expanse is blue and all else is green.  The only moving things are hemp hammocks and swaying palm fronds lulling you to doze with the intoxicating breezes of jasmine.  In the map of my mind I find the place, a place called Bali.

Bali is a rice island. In case you are wondering where Bali is, it’s one of the thousands (13677) Indonesian islands in the south Pacific.  We went there in May 1987, my husband, our son and one daughter for  two months of holiday and other interests - my husband was pursuing Sanskrit research at the University of Udayana, Denpasar.  This visit made me nostalgic for the Corentyne coast of Guyana, South America, where I spent my early life  and some of the azure tinted beaches of Jamaica where I was an undergraduate at  the University  of the West Indies in Mona Heights.

The  aquamarine ocean, the sound of the frangipani scented breezes swishing through the coconut palms recalled former days of a glorious childhood. Their rice plantations, however, jogged my reveries back to our presence  in Bali.

Everywhere in Bali you can see rice –  rice beds being readied for planting seedlings, rice seedlings being planted, have been planted, being reaped, paddy being husked in the wind, all done by hand.  In fact, for my husband who is from the wheat fields of  Punjab, we had to have flour flown in from Jakarta, the capital of Indonesia and Hong Kong several hundreds of miles away, as flour was not available anywhere in Denpasar.  He does eat rice, but every day three times a day was way over the diet for him. 

The variety of rice dishes, both sweet and salt, emerged from this vast yellow green ocean of rice that grows everywhere.  Their dishes are most tasty and their specialities most delicious.

Early in the morning from about 5.30 am the local market - basar in Sanur where we stayed, gets quite busy.  If you get there after 6 am, most of the  mouth watering jajan – sweet rice preparations – are gone. So I used to hurry out of bed and within fifteen minutes’ walk I would get myself stared at in my sari, for the entire time that I spent in the market.  I did not mind this at all as after the first shock of seeing a stranger in a strange dress, people would walk over to me smiling, shaking their heads, inquiring “Hema Malini? Sridevi?”  I hasten to add that I don’t look like these charming Indian film actresses at all.  Its just that Indian movies are extremely popular there, and saris reminded them of these lovely ladies. Since the ordinary folk do not speak English and I knew hardly anything of Bahaasa Indonesia ( the name of their language) these references sufficed for our communication.

By mime, much laughter and smiles I managed to get the names of the various kinds of jajan.  These are usually made from the powder of a sticky kind of rice, the kind Indians use for making kheer or rice pudding. Theirs is much stickier and a form of starch is also produced from this rice.

Colorful layers of blues, green, browns, pinks and whites of cooked sweet glutinous rice lay on top of each other. This variety is called jajan lapis.  Then I could find my favorite – the small, round green ones like bulbous green olives – with a syrupy enter and smothered in freshly grated coconut flakes called kelepon. Oh! So delicious! Then there is a sticky rice cake cooked in molasses or brown sugar.

Puffed rice cakes slightly sweet can be eaten as cereal with milk.  These are made into little bowl shapes and some also look like Mexican tacos.  There are also steamed rice cakes something like the South Indian ‘idlis’, except that the Balinese ones are sweet and very spongy. If you wish you may have your entire breakfast right in the bazaar. The female sellers are surrounded by bowls of streaming stuff and chutney-like preparations and of course all the rice cakes in a variety of shapes like the cone molded ones called tumpeng.  For me, however, its too early to indulge my sweet tooth.

Salt rice dishes vary and our favorite was nasi goreng or fried rice – a dish similar to the one of my childhood Guyanese ‘cook-up rice’ tinged red with tomatoes and hints of vegetables.  There is also the regular nasi putih, white steamed rice.  Almost every day the varieties seemed to change into different shapes and dishes.  Meals are usually served on freshly washed banana leaves and eaten only with the right hand.  This was easy for us to do as traditionally Indian meals too are usually eaten with the fingers of only the right hand.

If you ever visit Bali, and even if you stay in the bigger hotels it is worth the experience of finding your way to the places where the locals buy their products and visiting the markets.  The one I loved to shop in had from huge pineapples, incense sticks to sarongs the local dress, skirts, tops and of course my favorite – jajan.

 

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