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Wednesday, February 26, 2014

"The Divine voice is heard as a melodious chant in the stillness of the hear" - The Mother

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Universal Liberation Mantra

Sanskrit: Om Vishwam Kalyanam Muktim Swaha
English Translation: Om - Universal - Fulfilment - liberation - So be it

Essence: Om, may there fulfilment and liberation in the entire Universe, so be it with the grace of the Divine

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Prayer for World Peace

Peace to myself,
Peace to my family,
Peace to my ancestors,
Peace to all my friends, all my loved ones
Peace to all plants, all creatures and all human beings,
Peace to whole world and all of creation 

Friday, February 21, 2014

The Force is there waiting to manifest. We must discover different ways to manifest it. - The Mother

Ajna Chakra - Third Eye


It is the seat of intuition. It is also known as the third eye.

Location: Eyebrow Centre
Gland: Pituitary
Beej Mantra: Cham

Monday, July 29, 2013

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Friday, May 17, 2013

Sure Way to Self Realization


Live truthfully
Become an observer
Give your love to all
Share your love and energy

Sunday, April 7, 2013

What Is Yoga, Really?

In past centuries many of the higher techniques of Yoga were little understood or practiced, owing to mankind's limited knowledge of the forces that run the universe. But today scientific investigation is rapidly changing the way we view ourselves and the world. The traditional materialistic conception of life has vanished with the discovery that matter and energy are essentially one: every existing substance can be reduced to a pattern or form of energy, which interacts and interconnects with other forms. Some of today's most celebrated physicists go a step further, identifying consciousness as the fundamental ground of all being. Thus modern science is confirming the ancient principles of Yoga, which proclaim that unity pervades the universe........... read more:
What Is Yoga, Really?

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Cranky Old Man


When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.

Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.

One nurse took her copy to Melbourne. The old man’s sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.

And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this ‘anonymous’ poem winging across the Internet.



Cranky Old Man

What do you see nurses? What do you see?
What are you thinking when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice, ‘I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice the things that you do.
And forever is losing a sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse. You’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of ten, with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young boy of sixteen with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover he’ll meet.
A groom soon at twenty my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows that I promised to keep.
At twenty-five, now I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide and a secure happy home.
A man of thirty, my young now grown fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last.
At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me to see I don’t mourn.
At fifty, once more, babies play ‘round my knee,
Again, we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me. My wife is now dead.
I look at the future. I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own.
And I think of the years, and the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man and nature is cruel.
It’s jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles. Grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass, A young man still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys, I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living life over again.
I think of the years, all too few, gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people. Open and see.
Not a cranky old man.
Look closer .. See.. Me

PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM (originally written by Dave Griffith)
The best and most beautiful things of this world can’t be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart!

http://positivemed.com/2012/08/09/cranky-old-man/

Saturday, March 16, 2013

" Try, when you are angry, to be conscious, and you will be surprised -- you are in for a great surprise. If you become conscious, anger disappears. And suddenly you have found a key, you have stumbled upon a secret. When sex dominates you and you are full of lust, close your eyes, sit silently and meditate on this energy that is surrounding you, this lust that is surrounding you like a cloud. Just watch it, see it. I am not saying be against it, because if you are against it you have already taken a standpoint. Now you cannot watch. 

For watching, the necessary step, the most necessary, is not to take any prejudice, not to conclude beforehand. Just remain silently watchful, neither for nor against. And within minutes you will be surprised that that great storm of lust is over. And when the storm is over, the silence that is left behind is so profound, is so great, such a blessing that you may not have felt it ever. No sexual experience can give you that beauty that will come if you watch your lust and through watchfulness the lust disappears. Then a silence comes to you which is virgin, which belongs to the beyond, which belongs to the other shore. "


                                    - OSHO

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

A. S. Kline's FREE Poetry Archive

http://www.poetryintranslation.com/#


 This site presents modern high-quality translations of classic texts by famous poets as well as original poetry and critical works.
• All texts are fully downloadable in PDF, Mobi (Kindle, Nexus), EPUB (iPad), WORD, and HTML formats. When browsing, all functions are enabled, allowing you to merge text with your own work. 
 Texts may be FREELY replicated for NON-COMMERCIAL purposes. Copyright is however reserved by the author and translator in all these works. 

Thursday, February 21, 2013