Laughing Yoginis

I wrote a post on burying my dead selves .....an analogy for shedding old, outdated ways of being. But lately, I have been really resisting change. Even positive change. And I have had a lot of doubt and muck come up and longed for old times "when things were simpler" (not really true of course). I've felt really out of balance and have not been thinking clearly. And, well, the old choices I used to make, the ones which were never helpful, are seeming really tempting. So are the ones I was wise enough not to make and yet at some point entertained. So its tempting to be my old self, which is like unburying or resurrecting a dead self. Which would be a zombie according to the analogy. Which is fitting, since I also feel sort of like a zombie might feel. And of course, everywhere I turn it seems like there's a temptation to be the 'old me.' A very stifling, musty, scary temptation (yuk, why do I take it seriously?) So the zombie fields are the expanses of all...

I was looking at old photos today, and I came across these. This is a rather somber quote, but I find it inspiring. I want to laugh and rejoice that a president said something so wise. I am not going to speculate about it, his time is done now and so I am going to simply accept it as-is. This is in the FDR Memorial in Washington, DC in April 2006. "I HATE WAR. I have seen war on land and sea. I have seen blood runnign from the wounded. I have seen the dead in the mud. I have seen cities destroyed.....I have seen children starving. I have seen the agony of mothers and wives. I HATE WAR." "In these days of difficulty we Americans must choose the path of social justice….. the path of faith, the path of hope, and the path of love toward our fellow man. " "We have faith that future generations will know that here,in the middle of the twentieth century, there came a timewhen men of good will found a way to unite and produce,and fight to destroy the forces of igno...

Looking at May 2006

My rampaging elephant took me out for a drag today, what did you do?

aka a semi-amusing layered interlude to the Zombie theme arising in the blog...... just for this guy I know I hate to burst anyone's bubble, but just in case you were confused, in fact I am an upwardly mobile VP in a global consulting firm who owns real estate and is sufficiently liquid to invest in a meditation center. And I have the business cards to prove it *grin.* [That doesn't mean I have any money though, so don't come knocking. I already used it to support aforementioned meditation center.] So in case you thought I might be hiding in a cave with a wireless internet card, or wandering homeless around India in a large orange diaper, I thought I'd clear that up. I did come really close to completely shaving my head once.... But seriously, if you can't stop thinking about chucking it all and sitting in a field, then you can come hang out with me sometime and I will do my best to show you where to put your ass in the grass and MEDITATE ! So, in your mind, can I...

I'm feeling a little shy so I'd like to explain how my future doctor ended up with her name, just to make sure I am not creating any ordinary performance anxiety. There is a saying that if you accept reincarnation in general, then in the countless lives you have lived, all sentient beings have at one time or another been your mother. And your father, brother, sister, and best friend. And so if that is true, I have concluded, in fact, they have all probably been your doctor. And if we continue to be reborn, then at one point or another in the future, every sentient being will be your mother again. And your father, brother, sister, and best friend. And I add, also your doctor. I think about this every time I think of my future doctor. And I smile. Because maybe its this lifetime that she will have the role of my MD, or maybe its the next or the next. Or maybe she will get enlightened and she will be more of a spiritual doctor. But I appreciate her kindness either way. I will chee...