At the end of winning a rat race, we are still a rat.

January 28, 2006


Learning is a critical aspect of life.We are all learners and teachers at the same time.The process of learning is not what we learn at schools. It could be that too.To me, learning about learning has been a big learning by itself.It has opened myriad doors for me and made me a more accepting individual.The Rig Veda is very inspiring when it proclaims, "Let noble thoughts come to us from all sides."
some learnings I have had on "learning" itself"...never pre-judge, pre-suppose.judgements and closed minds are the most common inhibitors for the learning aware of the contexts and the assumptions....every speck in creation is a potential teacher....our perceptions and mental formations can inhibit genuine learning.Awareness is critical to learning aspects....learning is an attitude in humbleness; we never know all that is there to know.we need not be here in this multi-media school if that were the case...teachers persist in our lives until we learn what we have chosen to learn.Hence , we observe repetitive patterns recurring time and again....unlearning is a critical part of learning....the process of learning is joyful, a voyage in discovery ; not self-condemnatory or be a learner is a choice in our attitudes, our dispositions towards life and its' events....we are most resistive to events which serve as our most critical teachers more often than not...the learnings we need most are very often the ones we are most resistive to also.Sometimes, we are resistive to some people; we dislike them, they can be critical sources of our learnings too....where we look is as important in an event as how we see it.We often bark up the wrong tree in our perceptions and miss the learning.....not a coincidence that we have 2 ears and 1 mouth. to listen more and to talk less...and listening requires a silence within....we live to learn as we learn to live.
.................and so much more.....
written as a tribute to the process itself.....please add your insights ..

January 27, 2006

tough life!!!!!

"Life is hard. It's breathe, breathe, breathe, all the time."

January 23, 2006


"We talk of attaining the Self or of reaching God, in time. But there is nothing to attain. We are already Self-existent, nor will there ever be a time when we shall be nearer to God than now. We are ever-blissful, Self-existent, the infinite now. Our consciousness is unbroken, continuous and eternal. It is all maya (illusion), self-hypnotism, to imagine that now we are otherwise. Dehypnotize yourself! It is ego which deludes itself that there are two selves, one which we are conscious of now (the person), and the other--the higher, the divine--of which we shall one day become conscious. This is false. There is only one Self and it is fully conscious now and forever: there is neither past, present nor future for It, since It is out of time." ~Ramana Maharshi

conflicts, competition and aggression....

was recently watching the build up to a popular singing or should i say , performance competition left me speechless with all its outflow of negativity...superficial pats on the back, crocodile tears and so much more....are the judgtes competent as people handlers, i much injury to psyches, so much hurting and abrasion in the air in the cause of personal egos....

dont know whether these things are fixed to enhance trps, but they appear very inhuman and insensitive on cursory glance.....commerce is a great driver and demands a lot of sacrifices....but sometimes, the costs can be too high...

January 19, 2006

everyday heroes....

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled
children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that
would never be forgotten by all who attended.
After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does
is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.
Where is the natural order of things in my son?"

The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe
that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes
into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents
itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child."
Then he told the following story: Shay and his father had walked past a
park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do
you think they'll let me play?"
Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like
Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were
allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and
some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay
could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and
a few boys nodded approval, why not? So he took matters into his own
hands and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning.
I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the
ninth inning."

Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a
broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart.
The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom
of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove
and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning
from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with
two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base
and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to
win the game?
Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all
but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat
properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the
other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able
to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.
The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly
towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a
slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder
and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would
have been out and that would have been the end of the game.
Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first
baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and
both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never
in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base.
He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone
yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay
awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base.
By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the
ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero
for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the
second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitchers intentions
and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the
third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the
runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming,
"Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"

Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and!
turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third!
Shay, run to third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and
those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home!"
Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who
hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.
That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
into this world."

Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having
never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and
coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

January 11, 2006

awareness is freedom...

the title of this post has been a significant insight for me in my explores....normally, we try to "do" things; as in, if we are angry, we try to handle or manage the is a matter of effort...however, if we step back and watch the anger, non-judgementally; i.e. we do not condemn it's arising, it just passes after completing a cycle of experiencing...i have a heard great master describe awareness thus, "when a lighted candle comes into the room, darkness goes away...darkness does not need any "removal"...the flames of awareness have the capacity to drive away the clutters that inhibit and stall us in life... as we march towards oneness.we do not have to remove anything, they simply go away as awareness grows enabling an expansion of our consciousness.


Do not waste time trying to overcome your weaknesses and failures. Simply raise your consciousness, transcend and free your thoughts from limitation and illusion, and find within the very center of your being a wholeness and completeness! Cease wallowing in your imperfections and never accept limitations! Aim high, and you will get there. It is only your thoughts that hold you back.

~Eileen Caddy

as we rise in awareness, our consciousnesses expand...

January 07, 2006

Sufi Wisdom

Don't you see that the roads to Mecca are all different?...The roads are different, the goal one...When people come there, all quarrels or differences or disputes that happened along the road are resolved...Those who shouted at each other along the road 'you are wrong' or 'you are an infidel' forgot their differences when they come there because there, all hearts are in unison.
-Jelauddin Rumi

January 03, 2006


when we read a post, even as we are reading we are constantly commenting, comparing,judging....we are already planning on our comments arising out of our positionalities vis-a-vis the me, somewhere the joy of experiencing is lost, if ego-centric positionalities come into play......Our experiences are not uniform;our perspectives different and that brings a lot of colour to life , even in its underlying oneness... can we savour the diversity of experiences and perspectives as they occur without getting into the right/wrong, correct/incorrect, paradoxical positionalities it seems to convey and so on... north, south, east amd west are contextual to the earth we rise above the earth plains, directions are it is with our consciousness, paradoxes no longer appear so as we visit various domains of experiencing...some people climb through stairs, some people use the lift...
not saying one should not can respond after savouring the experience, if one choses to..
experiencing is a domain of joy by itself...