Uradiance

“Hridayeh chitta sanghattad drishyas svapa darshanam: One who merges the mind in the Heart perceives this world as it truly is: a projection of consciousness." ~Shiva Sutras Consciousness is not the product of chemicals interacting in the brain. Quite the opposite: the chemicals in this body are vibrations of consciousness.  Every particle in the body is a resonance of pure consciousness, even as consciousness remains unbounded, all-pervading, and infinite. Consciousness contains the stars, galaxies, clusters of galaxies, and the space beyond, yet consciousness is completely contained in the hollow of each atom. In the words of the Upanishads, Om Tat Sat, Tat Tvam Asi. All this is nothing but That unbounded consciousness, and you are That. When human beings learn to enter the heart and experience the omnipresent Self, they automatically recognize the Self in others too. Warfare ends. But until then, there is no progress in civilization, no matter how "...

The science of Yoga - which is infinitely more than a sequence of physical postures - is a systematic attempt to recover the inseparable wholeness of consciousness and creation, that each of us practiced spontaneously when we were One. Yoga was innate before the mind invented the traumatic myth of a separate "I," standing outside the cosmos. And soon after we invented the lonely "I," we invented a lonely "God," standing above and beyond the cosmos: because the lonely "I" needs a friend to talk to. But as entities who are independent from the continuum of the present moment, "I" and "God" are both imaginary. Who can say when this traumatic separation happened, shattering the whole into "I," "God," and "World"?  Perhaps it happens when the infant was weaned? Yet it happens to us all as our inevitable "fall from grace," producing a tragic rigidity in both body and mind. Our...

The most transformational event in a human life is to open the eye of the heart. Any small anxiety can instantly shrink a brilliant intellect to the size of a splinter. But the space of the heart is so vast and deep, it swallows even the fear of death, and dispels a storm of anger with one gentle breath. Opening Hridayam, the heart's eye, is not only an inner experience: it is the Springtime of the world, touching countless seeds of otherness with rays of divine Beauty. Don't ask "what shall I do?" You are called to the work of seeing, through the eye of the heart.

Woke this morning with these words to share with you. I don't care where they came from, or how you react. I just know I am to share this message and that is all... "Each moment, wherever you are, there is only the bliss of wholeness. But the mind gets in the way. Let this mind become clear and transparent, like a polished lens. Then see: there are absolutely no problems anywhere. There are just situations arising and dissolving in wholeness. Dance with them."

This morning, Lord, my work is your Being. We are made of action, word, and Presence. We may generate our own words and actions, but our Being comes from God. American culture honors action, especially busy-ness. We honor words too, often the loudest ones. But least of all do we honor the silence of Being. Some people affect the world through their deeds, some through their words, and others through their Presence. This culture rewards words and actions, but seldom do we reward or even acknowledge the power of being present. This is why we need the Sabbath. Not only a day of the week, but a regular time of day, at dawn and sundown, when we settle into deep meditation. Then the body rests from action, the mind rests from words, while the heart reposes in stillness. This is a radical act, an act of re-creation, when we return to the silence that was there before God said, 'Let there be light.' Lord, if I make my work your Being, at leas...

Jung believed that old age is characterized by a "contraction" of one's forces. This is disappointing to hear from such a man. He must have depended too much on his intellectual powers alone, and lacked a practice of meditation to transcend the mind. In growing "older" there need not be contraction, but the possibility of deeper expansion, unimpeded by the delusion that one's identity should be constantly confirmed by winning battles. Then there can be meteoric inward growth, even unto intergalactic spaces, because one gives up the need for external signs of affirmation. Elderhood is an invitation to fully embrace your personal madness, now understood to be merely God, in the unique diamond singularity of the Self. Let your bold disarray be the secret harmony of the empty space between this world and the next. Be intimate with the Bardo.