Wednesday, April 3, 2002
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Issue #1030 Wednesday, April 3, 2002
Today's Highlights Compiled, Edited, and Designed
by Jerry Katz
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from the Nisargadatta List
"I felt fully satisfied and peaceful and thought that I
could not possibly receive anything more than Maharaj had
told me. I thought of going back to Arunachala the next
day. I mentioned it and asked him for his blessing. 'If you
feel like that, then you may go. Do you know what my
blessing is for you? Until you leave your body, may you
have full devotion and surrender to your Guru.' Maharaj
looked at me compassionately. Moved at his kindness, I
started to cry but controlled myself. Even then a few tears
trickled down my cheeks. He smiled and gave me a piece of
fruit. He then got up and taking a huge pair of cymbals,
started to sing devotional songs in praise of his Guru. I
bowed down to him and went to rest in my room."
"On the Road to Freedom:
A Pilgrimage in India, Volume 1"
by Swami Paramatmananda Puri
Mata Amritanandamayi Center
San Ramon, California
Note: Swami Paramatmananda met Ammachi a few months after his
encounter with Maharaj.
from Yearning list
Some time ago, there was a show on educational television
about an obscure tribe in South America. They were isolated
and very little was known about them. The only member of
the tribe interviewed was a tall man with very long hair
dressed in a long light colored robe.
Most of their tribal customs were disappearing, but one of
the most interesting things they did involved child
It seems that when a child was very young, they were taken
to a cave. They were isolated from the tribe and allowed
very little interaction with the other members. They were
supplied with all of their bodily needs and were never
mistreated or neglected. Nothing of the outside world was
While in the cave, they were incouraged to picture a world
that they would like to live in. When they were twelve or
thirteen a tribal elder would reintroduce them to the
They emerged into a world of light shafts........filtered through a thousand
greens.......butterflys.......hummingbirds.......the warmth of the
sun.........waterfalls.......and streams full of living creatures......macaws flight......the
perfume of flowers........all enclosed in an
infinite blue expanse.....
And at night.......a million sky-lights............and the moon......
The rest of their life was spent in an awestruck stupor.
..............That which lies just beyond our illusion of seperation?..................
In a parallel (perpendicular? maybe anti?) world, all the
creatures are crystalline structures - people, fishes,
birds, animals - fully conscious and aware, all living and
breathing and having their being, adrift in a clear,
infinite spacetimelight holographic continuum.
Communication, for them, is about coming into and going out
of focus, at will - de-lurking. Thus, it is not the
observer that 'sees' another creature, by bringing it into
focus, it is the observed that is 'seen' by coming into
focus. Thus, once in focus, it can be and is seen by all
creatures, including lurkers, invisibly out-of-focus.
Creatures communicate while in focus with light, the
omniscient omnipresent, and of course, this communication
is instant, full and absent of ambiguity.
Their language is simple yet complex. Most words simply do
not exist: - Like Teacher/God (what one knows and shares,
all instantly knows); - Like War/Death (you can't attack
another you can't see unless they want you to see them);
- Like, well, all other words which spring from the
TeacherGod Life, eternally at War to the Death.
War/Death the WetBrain, is ruled by Teacher/God the
Interactions Between Perceptual and Conceptual Learning
Click on "See Next Mechanism" on each page for some fun
from See What Is list
The way of a warrior
Pattern recognition is the fundamental capability
of the human brain. We can't think fast enough to
logically analyze situations very quickly, so we rely
on our powers of pattern recognition.
Pattern recognition is the basis of familiarity and continuity.
The term itself posits a process
that evokes embedded patterns as a shorthand
for rapid recognition of what-is
thereby evoking yet more patterns
that are taken to be present reality.
We maintain a rolling summary of conclusions
drawn from experience
cued by sensation,
cloaked in feeling and dreaming.
Every one of us harbors a set of preferences,
born of personal history.
In dualistic terms
one aims for a comprehensive reordering of this inventory
according to a set of priorities proposed by don Juan
as the warriors way.
The way of a warrior is characterized by
erasing personal history,
taking death as an advisor,
assuming responsibility for one's inner state,
being accessible to power,
being inaccessible to the encumbering thoughts of others,
disrupting the routines of life,
performing every act as ones last battle on earth,
maintaining an impeccable mood,
deriving affirmations from the world around,
acting with abandon,
These are the trimmed predilections of an impeccable warrior,
born of a life of battle
not with others
but with inertial forces of
personal history, routines and self-importance.
(c) 2002 thomas murphy
from Live Journal