Breathe in Me
by Paramhansa Yogananda
Breathe in me the way to love You,
That I may learn to faultlessly love You.
Pour me the wisdom-wine
By which I become intoxicated with You.
Whisper in my ears of silence
The way to be with You always.
Speak to my wandering senses
And lead them back to Your sanctuary within.
Call the marauding mind and counsel it
How to retrace its steps unto Your home.
With your silent eyes, just look at me
And I will know where to find You.
You may hide behind the ocean,
You may hide behind delusion,
You may hide behind life,
You may hide behind dualities,
You may hide behind theological conundrums,
You may hide behind unanswered prayers,
But you cannot hide behind my love
For in the mirroring light of my love
You are revealed.
I have always had an irrational fear of ‘losing it’ and finally ‘going insane’. But what i’ve noticed is that my thought patterns and inner voices are already ‘insane’. There are all kinds of ‘me’s dialoguing with each other, and all kinds of other voices that are personified from my imagination dialoguing with each other, some which speak of things that have nothing to do with my current life experience. From a young age i have found my mind creating images and sometimes hallucinations that i react to with fear and try and avoid, thus they multiply and superstitious behaviors manifest in secret (hidden to avoid ridicule); a process that takes place entirely in my imagination in the attempt to avoid sensations of fear and helplessness.
Surely illness such as psychosis is a similar thing to what i described above but to a much more magnified degree of reaction and involvement? And less hidden? From my experience of myself, i feel that it is most likely ineffective to categorise individuals experiencing voices and delusions and treat them according to standardised diagnoses derived from a collection of symptoms. True understanding must be present, understanding of the nature of delusion and the variety of ways in manifests. In treatment we need to consider how the behavior of the affected individual actually does make some kind of sense to them, even if it appears like chaos from the outside. We need to see how much of the current mental health treatments actually compound mental illness rather than alleviating it (from my experience and the experience of friends and family). Are drugs the correct way to be treating such mental illness? Surely it is drug treatment which makes such mental illness incurable? I feel like i would like to get involved in the development of alternative therapies for such illnesses. Here is an interesting article for anyone who experiences ‘voices’:
Mooji talking about creating a gap, or space, between a thought that arises within you and your reaction to it.
"When the earth is ravaged and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds and who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. They will be known as the warriors of the rainbow." -Hopi Prophecy
Actions not words
Actions not words
Actions not words
Equality practice is a way of connecting with others and realizing that you and they are in the same boat. It is a simple human truth that everyone, just like you, wants to be happy and to avoid suffering.
Just like you, everyone else wants to have friends, to be accepted and loved, to be respected and valued for their unique qualities, to be healthy and to feel comfortable with themselves. Just like you, no one else wants to be friendless and alone, to be looked down upon by others, to be sick, to feel inadequate and depressed.
The equality practice is simply to remember this fact whenever you meet another person. You think, “Just like me, she wants to be happy; she doesn’t want to suffer.” You might choose to practice this for a whole day, or maybe just for an hour or fifteen minutes. I really appreciate this practice because it lifts the barrier of indifference to other people’s joy, to their private pain, and to their wonderful uniqueness.
SAY NO TO COAL BED METHANE & SHALE GAS!
Support the Barton Moss Protection Camp!
Support the fight to stop fracking everywhere!
Call out to everyone opposed to turning Greater Manchester, other parts of the UK and elsewhere in the World into a fracking hell!
BRING YOUR OWN PLACARDS & BANNERS!
Assemble: Junction Barton Moss Road/Liverpool Road, Barton, Eccles M30 7RL
I reckon I’m going to go up to Manchester for this, maybe on Saturday, camping until Monday or Tuesday if anyone wants to come with :)
Carry on, be determined, feel everything, accept everything, grow in compassion,
"You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour. And there are things to be considered …
Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for the leader.”
Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, “This could be a good time!”
“There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are torn apart and will suffer greatly.
“Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above water. And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, Least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a halt.
“The time for the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves! Banish the word struggle from you attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
“We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”
— attributed to an unnamed Hopi elder
Many lifetimes we dance right at the door of freedom. We spin pirouettes on the doormat and never quite know who we are. Just one click, one turn of that knob and you know - that’s all. It’s so easy. It is not a matter of it being difficult. It is a matter of people knowing where to go. As soon as you know where to go and you have the courage to go there, it is easy. Go to the unknown, experience the unknown, be the unknown. All true knowledge awakens within the unknown.
|—||Adyashanti (via ashramof1)|
“There is a charming story told of the great nineteenth-century Indian saint Ramakrishna. A lady came to him in some distress because she had realized that she did not actually love and truly worship God. ‘Is there, then, nothing you love?’ he asked her; and when she replied that she loved her baby nephew, ‘There,’ said he, ‘there is your Kṛṣṇa, your Beloved. In your service to him, you are serving God.’”
— Joseph Campbell, “Myths to Live By” Joseph Campbell Foundation, 2011-03-11. iBooks.
Portugal’s Chapel of Bones - Evora, Portugal
The Chapel’s story is a familiar one. By the 16th century, there were as many as 43 cemeteries in and around Evora that were taking up valuable land. Not wanting to condemn the souls of the people buried there, Franciscan monks decided to build the Chapel and relocate the bones.
However, rather than interring the bones behind closed doors, the monks, who were concerned about society’s values at the time, thought it best to put them on display. They thought this would provide Evora, a town noted for its wealth in the early 1600s, with a helpful place to meditate on the transience of material things in the undeniable presence of death. This is made clear by the thought-provoking message above the chapel door: “Nós ossos que aqui estamos, pelos vossos esperamos,” or: “We bones that are here, for your bones we wait.”
So much more about Portugal’s Chapel of Bones on Atlas Obscura…