(This blog is in continuation of On My Nani's Passing) I never knew how I would really feel after someone emotionally close to me died because I had not experienced this in my 27+ years of life. Now that the seal has been broken, there's much going on at the mental and emotional level. Questions …
Category: Personal Experiences
Observe. Reflect. Breathe. Live.
Life is like waves, things go and things come….sounds like as if I am writing this from middle of a beach holiday, no? I would have loved that….what a thought! Probably, deep within, I am longing for one such holiday, just to listen to the gurgle as waves after waves keep crashing on the shore, …
Concerning Creativity
I have an increasing concern with how we use the word creative. Creativity is not taking our repetitive conditioning and modifying it slightly to get some attention. That is what the form of it is in modern times. Most 'artists' get a big stance in the headlines out of doing something that is disturbing or …
Be Soft, Go for the Matador
“Be soft with your practice. Think of method as a fine silvery stream, not a raging waterfall. It'll go meandering here, and trickling there. It'll find the grooves, the cracks, and the crevices. Just follow it, never let it out of your sight, and it will take you.” - Shen Yen If the bull went for …
On My Nani’s Passing
My nani (maternal grandmother) passed away around this time last week, i.e. Thursday, September 18th afternoon, however we did not take her off life-support until 24 hours after, which only gave the illusion of her still being there. It was a collective decision to wait until other family members arrived so that her last breath …
Next Time You Miss the Bus
It landed on my soul’s sunlit altar like a singing telegram, a complete and precise little package of wisdom: “It’s okay to stop looking.” I instantly felt lighter. It was easier to breathe. Last Saturday I bought a round trip bus ticket to NYC, leaving in my bank account fewer bucks than could possibly string …
Blast from the past (contd…)
Continuing to talk about 'Blast from the Past' from my last post, here's one I wrote way back in Novemeber'2008 just after my first Vipassna experience. Original post is here via Nomadic Monologue. Blissful and High Its sheer bliss, truly! Picture this: 3000 meters above sea level, 0-5 degC, amidst tall pine trees, monks and …
This I Believe…
I believe in being a loving person. In cultivating my capacity for unconditional love and living each day with the primary goal of being loving and compassionate in every action, in every word, thought, and moment. For most of my life, I believed the end game was ‘doing one’s best’ and working to achieve a …
Insects as Insects
“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit …
Surrendering to Jealousy
If it’s true that a lesson will keep returning in various forms till we've learned it, there must be something big jealousy has yet to teach me, because I’ve had serious spells of it at least once a year for the last five. By serious spells I mean crying daily, sucking on crisis cigarettes, and …
Living Vipassana 