To You, My Friends
Greetings, and Thank you for being You.
2001 was a remarkable year. Whether we have been in touch directly or shared the gentle pull of higher consciousness unknowingly, we have been together in this fast running stream of evolution.
The uplift and unity we experience is “out of this world”. On the 11th day of September, the world – as we knew it – went up in smoke, collapsed and sent a cloud of dust around the globe. Then a strange silence and peacefulness entered our hearts. If I had my way, I would send terrorists, warmongers and arms-dealers to work in hospitals, orphanages and rehabilitation centres. Unless terribly ill themselves, they would thus become helpers and healers, needed, appreciated and beloved.
So many gifts came to me this year. I shared as much as I could. Then suddenly I slowed.
My Cosmic Form
My cosmic form
a misty vagueness
Where I found this passage is not recorded in the notes that I made to myself on 27th May, 2001.
It was a Sunday morning, in Awas under the trees, not unlike in scenery and spirit of the place where I attended a five day Yoga retreat many years ago.
“So this is what I saw!” I exclaimed when I read the words “a misty vagueness swirling about.” It happened during a meditation session conducted by Swami Budhananda.
Close your eyes and imagine you sit in total darkness in front of a screen made of heavy black paper. Now imagine a powerful fist punches into the paper and tears a frayed hole. Through such an opening that appeared suddenly, I saw Indira Gandhi. She wore a white Saree, looked youthful and gave the impression of charming a large audience with her radiant smile. Though dead and gone, she was giving a speech and seemed very pleased with herself.
Earlier, the circumstantial chains of events had led to her assassination, but here she was, glowing with life and power.
What did I see? Where was this place or plane?
Then a second tear appeared and I saw Swami Buddhananda in repose, exactly as he was here and now in this hall, conducting this meditation class. Who was he? The one in the flesh, or the other? The only difference seemed the intensity of light and colour surrounding the Swami behind the screen, that I had already noticed with Indira.
And then a third hole sprung open. There was a mist of whirling colours, not very bright and not very clear yet somehow connected with me. I knew it had something to do with me – in a way I was me – but what? I can only say the experience left me quite “unenlightened.” No wonder! I still have to clarify inner features!
Your Inner Peace
What would you like for Christmas? I wish you health, wealth and happiness and inner peace. May you be blessed with inner peace throughout your life and may you radiate peace to all you come in contact with.
From the Symptoms of Inner Peace by Saskia Davis [see comment below; once erroneously ascribed to Peace Pilgrim (1908-1981)] brought to us by Stan Schaap in the Forum of power to share and adopted by me for a new years resolution that for once, is easy to follow:
Be on the lookout for inner peace. (Yes, I will).
The hearts of a great many have already been exposed to inner peace and it is possible that people everywhere could come down with it in epidemic proportions. This could pose a serious threat to what has, up to now, been a fairly stable condition of conflict in the world.
Some signs and symptoms of inner peace are –
A tendency to think and act spontaneously rather than on fears based on past experience.
An unmistakable ability to enjoy each moment.
A loss of interest in judging other people.
A loss of interest of interpreting the actions of others.
A loss of interest in conflict.
A loss of the ability to worry. (This is a very serious symptom.)
Frequent, overwhelming episodes of appreciation.
Contented feeling of connectedness with others and nature.
Frequent attacks of smiling.
An increasing tendency to let things happen rather than to make things happen.
An increasing susceptibility to the love extended by others as well as the uncontrollable urge to extend it.