Often people ask me during a job interview,"what is it that you want to do in life?". As if the person asking the question knows what he/she wants to do in his/her life!. Silly question. Funny part is, if I tell them what is it that I want to do, they will not give me a job! I want to end this pretence of knowledge. Knowing things. Want to get back to a state of child like ignorance. When there were more things that I did not know, rather than many things which I have to pretend I know. People refer to me as the knowledgable, Intelligent types. People also say that knowledge is wealth. So yes, to a certain extent I am wealthy. It is like having loads of dollars in a country where the currency
is a riyad or a yen. Of no use. You are still poor. All my knowledge is bookish or corporate. Unwanted and useless. Burden, just like unwanted wealth. God only knows what all is there in this garbage that I have accumulated over the years. Tons of templates, emails, notes and processes. Just want to shed this unwanted flab of knowledge. Tiers of fat which has got formed around my mind. Making it slow. Like the tiers of fat around the waist. Making a person slow. Don't know of any technique cntrl+alt+del and the mind is clean. Clean and empty to allow some fresh air and light!
'While deluded, one is called a common mortal,
but once enlightened, he is called a Buddha.'
The Bodhi tree is symbolic of divine knowledge.
Lord Buddha attained Boddhisattva
under the branches of this tree.
Inviting like mindedpeople to share views on
happiness, life, karma and spirituality.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Your eyes say so many things....otherwise unsaid
These days there are strange shadows in your eyes. Some memory, a flicker of thought...something from the past. I can read so many things; emptiness, questions to which there are no answers, deep sadness, anger with self/him/world/your parents, helplessness; restlessness and a desire to escape from it all. Escape from the loss, the deep pain. So many things happening inside you. Don't think I can't see it all. It makes me sad too. Very sad. Can't describe it. You are strong. You have resilience. Get over it. Life is all about happiness. Remember, happiness is the magnetic north which attracts us. That is god's design of human form. Praise his design and go with the flow of life. Just like the river in Siddartha. We all loved him just as much.Quoting my favorite lines for you
Struck with palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the Gates of Gold,
Said he with his dying breath,
"Life is done, but what is death?
"Then, in answer to the king,
Fell a sun beam on his ring,
"Even this shall pass away."
Struck with palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the Gates of Gold,
Said he with his dying breath,
"Life is done, but what is death?
"Then, in answer to the king,
Fell a sun beam on his ring,
"Even this shall pass away."
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Creative Visualisation
Time to get life back on the tracks. Not worth the crib. Time to move forward in life. Bitterness is not my style. I am born optimist. Always positive. It is like being healthy. It is natural. Illness is unnatural. So is negativity. I treat life like a child. Try not hurry and nothing to worry. Need to loosen up a bit. Time to do some creative visualisation, a technique proposed by Shakti Gwain. The trick is to visualise something that you want. And go into the finer details. The more details one visualises, the closer you are to the object. Very relaxing. They say that when you visualise something, the entire universe starts working to bring that object into your life. It is a positive affirmative technique. I would love to be in Goa right now. Sitting on my favourite beach-Vagator with my husband. Just the two of us. The beach is very unusual. When one is sitting on the rocks, the sea waves are at the human eye level. You suddenly feel as if you are actually sitting under the waves. Towards one side of the beach is a short hill, over looking the sea. Amazing sight. In the dissappearing light of the evening sun, the sea, the moutain and the beach all turn strange colours. Blue, then orange and then purple. Gradually people start leaving the beach. It becomes silent. As time passes, it grows darker and more quite. One can hear the stray dogs barking. Silence....listen to the sound of the waves....soothing, rythmic consistent in its range. Gradually it all fades away into the night. The sea, the beach and the hill are all engulfed in the darkness of night.
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