Amrit Sadhana
The road only you’ll travel
I had just been to the Blue Mountains near Sydney. These ancient mountains are covered by vast forests of eucalyptus, which in the hot sun discharge a fine mist of eucalyptus oil from their leaves. The mist refracts light, which makes the haze look blue from a distance. They look very appealing but scary at the same time. They beckon the visitors amidst their bluish vastness. Adventure always attracts.
Say it with feeling
In this environment full of noise pollution and artificially produced electronic sounds we have forgotten the value of natural sounds which can be used as a direct passage to deep fee
Life, death & weekends
Everyone believe that after long working days, it is important to take a weekly break as it helps us to unwind, rejuvenate and prepare for the week ahead.
Are the off days really so precious? Could it be conditioning, not a necessity? In fact it is self-hypnosis. The contemporary man is completely sold out to the idea of the weekend, and therefore he is distressed by the idea of working seven days a week.
Zorba The Buddha
Recently there were two funerals of two very different creative people: Amy Winehouse, a talented but troubled performer, who died at the age of 27, and Michael Cacoyannis, the 90-yea
Hum your way to health
When everything in our life is going well and there is a feeling of well-being, we start whistling or softly humming to ourselves. From where does this humming come? It is an expression of the inner hum of the mind and body. It shows that the body and mind are in sync with each other, they are enjoying a harmonious relatedness and are happy to be together. Their contentment emerges as humming.
Orgasm and meditation
Is there a connection between orgasm and meditation? The thought seems to be horrifying to the moralistic mind. The common notion goes something like this: “The profane experience of orgasm cannot be in any way related to the sacred act of meditation.” Right?
Easing into truth of life
You must have noticed that if you change queues, the one you have left will start moving faster than the one you are in now. Or the child who sings a nursery rhyme beautifully in front of his/her parents will be totally silent when s/he is asked to perform before visiting friends. Or when you dial a wrong number, the phone is never busy at the other end and you have to face the embarrassment of apologising to the receiver.
Why habits die hard
When I was in college, we had a professor who taught English literature. He hailed from south India, a pious man who wore a religious mark on the forehead. His lectures were exciting; he had many interesting insights into English words.
Once he told us why a habit becomes second nature. He said, no matter how much you try to get rid of it, it persists. And because it is difficult to drop, the word habit is spelt the way it is.
Are you a good mother?
Respecting and remembering your own mother is not new to the world. It dates back to the ancient Greek and Roman cultures. Even in India the oft-repeated line “Matru devo bhav, pitru devo bhav”, dates way back to the time of Taittiriya Upanishad. The whole emphasis of honouring one’s own mother is a kind of thanksgiving, connecting to the source.
The people of the heart
Hasan, a Sufi fakir, came upon Rabia one day when she was sitting among a group of contemplators and said, “I have the capacity of walking on water. Come, let us go on to that water yonder and sitting upon it carry out a spiritual discussion”.
