Did Jesus Christ come to form an exclusive community called Christian, or Buddha to found a creed called Buddhism? Was it Muhammad’s ideal to form a community called Muhammadan? On the contrary, the Prophet warned his disciples that they should not attach his name to his message, but that it should be called Islam, the Message of Peace.
–Hazrat Pir-o-Murshid `Inayat Khan
From: A Meditation Theme for Each Day
Selected and arranged by Hazrat Pir Vilayat `Inayat Khan
Monthly Archives: September 2004
More Book!
Several days ago I posted a rant/request by my friend, Marta, encouraging people to read more, and specifically to read a novel by someone unheard of, someone who doesn’t have the marketing machine promoting the book. Ever the cooperative friend, I wandered into Waldenbooks with Siona today and searched. It was a challenge to find a book; in small corporate bookstores, most of the fiction on the shelves are bestsellers or serials. There were many authors whose work I haven’t (and probably won’t) ever read, but of whom I’ve heard, so I passed them over. It took awhile, but I managed to find The Rice Mother, a first novel by Rani Manicka. I look forward to diving in. Of course, I’m reading two other fiction books, as well as a nonfiction book or two. And if I spent less time on the Internet, I might get more read! So off I go.
A Unique And Public God
This is a sagacious explanation for one of the “whys” of blogging:
So I asked my therapist why, and her explanation astounded and scared me more than a little bit. To paraphrase: “Everyone needs to ask the universe a few questions now and again. Some people call that prayer, some people call that meditation, there are different words and different methods but the goal is the same. We come to places we can’t figure out on our own, and even our friends and family can’t really help. So we ask the universe — the larger power, God, what have you. And I think your Web page, that act, that place, that’s your larger power. You launch the questions out there and sometimes you get a response, sometimes not. It’s the act that’s important. You’ve just chosen a unique and very public God to question.”
The Day After Tomorrow
On my way home from the vigil I listened to public radio. They played excerpts from the 9/11 Commission hearings. One recording I listened to was
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If there are times when things go terribly right in the inner worlds and you’re beginning to think you might be pretty hot stuff, or when things go terribly weird in the inner worlds and you’re beginning to wonder how your sanity’s going to survive, remember this is why humanity was given a sense of humor. To get back to living in balance and harmony, step back, take a good hard look at everyday life, and put your spiritual development in perspective (an excellent reason for keeping little kids and critters around). For heaven’s sake, don’t take life (or the afterlife) too seriously. It’s a journey. As long as our hearts are in the right place, things will work out in the end. The last excerpt from The Geek Handbook for awhile: 3.2.4 Eating Out With Your Geek Part III Occasionally your geek may be required to go to formal functions. Whether he is nominated for an award in the cutthroat field of fontography, attending a product launch, or having dinner with the new CIO, the prospect of eating with utensils in public is likely to throw your geek into a tizzy. Suggesting a practice meal or even etiquette lessons beforehand can result in a clamer, less babbling geek. Hoarding (see section 3.5.1) can kick into gear when your geek sees a fancy buffet table. Don’t be surprised if you catch your geek stuffing canapes and other weird foods he would never eat into the pockets of his ill-fitting suit. Gently lead your geek away from the food and ask him to introduce you to the members of his team. They will be the ones in the corner seeing if they can hack into the sound system.
The Way is really rather exasperating. –R.H. Blyth
MoveOn.org is organizing a candelight vigil for tomorrow at 8 p.m. The purpose is to respectfully and quietly honor the 1,000 troops who have died since the beginning of the war in Iraq. Clicking on the link will allow you to search for vigils organized in your zip code. I’m planning to attend. It’s the least I can do. Have you ever been walking along and come upon an intriguing piece of paper on the ground? Were you curious? Did you pick it up to investigate? Or perhaps youÂ’ve found an object: a pen, a ticket stub, a scarf. When this occurs, I stop and wonder about the previous owner. Who was she? What were the circumstances of the ownerÂ’s life? This is especially interesting when reading a discarded or lost note. What have you done with your booty? Have you recycled them for aesthetic or utilitarian purposes? There is a “new” concept called “found art.” It’s probably not new — for years people have collected stuff they found. What is fairly recent, though, is the changed perspective, that of considering these discoveries a form of art. One concept of found art is that the object itself is art; it retains the energy of the previous possessor. It has a story to tell, at which one can only guess. Another concept of found art is that of creating works constructed of found pieces. Examples of this are the works of Wes Modes. And yet another definition of found art is expressed by Stephen Linhart. He interprets found art as creative technique, saying , “I develop an experience-space using technology and existing images. Then I go exploring in that space. When I find something that moves me, I lithify it as a digital collage and polish it into a finished work.” Lastly, an organization called Found Art! (of course) expresses a perspective that sharing art is a way of connecting and healing souls. The concept is not limited to the discovery of objects. The mission is for people to create art (such as making collages, sketching, painting, stamping an image, writing in calligraphy, writing a poem), registering it on the site, and leaving it in a public place to be found (such as in waiting rooms, dormitories, on bulletin boards, park benches, in library books, on bus seats, to store employees, with your meal tip). Of course, if you don’t care whether you get feedback, you can skip registering with the site and just do your own thing. Suggestions For This Week: Feel free to leave a link to your blog (if you write about it) in the comments section. Have fun! Late day sun glows warm Dooce is back. Her most recent How to Annoy Me post made me laugh out loud. Also, I didn’t know before today that the term dooced is in the Urban Dictionary. Sometimes I wish I were that popular, but then again, it would mean having to read and manage more email. It’s too pretty here to do that. Though the same can’t be said of Craig Newmark, founder of Craigslist. According the a New York Times article, he does not get out much. It has been four years since Mr. Newmark, 51, took a day off from sitting at his computer admonishing spammers, scammers, ne’er-do-wells, meanies and others who would demean or pollute the community that bears his name. This innovative form of advertising and sharing information remains free of banner ads, popups, registration forms, and fees (except to employers). He also intends to keep it simple and has not been lured to sell out for lucre. And today is Google‘s sixth birthday. I like Google for many reasons, such as their innovative search development (images, news, Froogle), the fact that they out-perform all other search engines I’ve ever used, and their really nifty doodles. An incisive polemic from a unique perspective: Look at the shit that’s passed off as food these days. Look at the sugar-soaked, over-fatted (or defatted), over-preserved, artificial, neonized, irradiated, modified, processed, pesticide-smeared crap that’s fed to children. Look at the non-food that wrapped and packaged and stamped with a decade-long ‘sell-by’ date. Look at the tallow-injected, deep-fried, fortified, refined and shrink-wrapped products in our supermarkets. Who would eat this? Excellent question. Click on the link to read more. I’m passing along an email I received from my friend Marta a few days ago. In addition to being a mother, she is a teacher, artist, and first-rate writer. Here is what she wrote (and gave permission to reprint): People are not reading as much as they used to — not literature anyway. And when folks are reading, they’re reading the same book — hands up for who has read The DaVinci Code! The Red Tent! Bridget Jones’ Diary! You get the idea. (I myself have read two of those, and that Code has been recommended to me by at least a dozen people. I’m sure I will read it eventually.) Here’s my challenge. Go to the bookstore and buy something you’ve read heard of. No one has recommended it, you haven’t heard about on NPR or Fresh Air or on Oprah or some morning show. You’ve seen no review in the New York Times, Atlantic Monthly, or whatever. Be crazy. And why, you may ask, am I waxing hysterical? Because I’m sitting there thinking that I am writing a book that will be terrible and no one will read. I need some good book karma. So give some money to some poor writer who can never hope to have a vast marketing machine behind them. *Sigh* I suppose in the interest of friendship, I shall drag myself to a bookstore (horrors!) and spend time browsing, then *gasp* purchase a book. I cannot imagine a fate more terrible. 😉 From The Skeptical Mystic Too many people wander about the everyday world in a partial daze, wishfully dreaming about the difference in seeing spiritual worlds. If you can’t notice the beauty, the wondrous patterns within the everyday world, how do you expect to be aware of the more subtle patterns in higher dimensions? Open yourself to what’s right in front of you. Quit insisting that you see a sign from beyond or that you hear God’s answer to your prayer (and that the sign or answer appear in the same form as you’ve read about or as you’ve seen in the movies). Start instead by looking more deeply at the world in which you live. Answers will come when we shift out of long-established mindsets and open to new relationships and interactions. Think of it as seeing between the lines. God must have loved calories… he made so many of them. –from a magnet on my refrigerator I love to eat — I really enjoy the experience. As I get older, my body is slowing down, and the weight has crept up. It’s not just age; inactivity is a significant factor too. In my youth I flirted with bulimia, bingeing, overexercising, using laxatives, starving myself. This, fortunately, was a short-lived experience that did not hurtle me into a dangerous disorder. I look at photos of myself 10 and 20 years ago and think, “If only I could have seen then that I really was a normal weight…” Recently, I was referred by Siona to explore a site called Normal Eating. I highly recommend it as a sane approach to understanding food, emotions, and one’s body. One can hope to enjoy many of those calories God made and stop obsessing over each one.
Even if you have a lot of work to do, if you think of it as wonderful, and if you feel it as wonderful, it will transform into the energy of joy and fire, instead of becoming a burden. — Tulku Thondup Rinpoche, The Practice of Dzogchen
More from The Geek Handbook: 3.2.4 Eating Out With Your Geek Part I Occasionally you may attempt to take your geek off-site for a dining experience. A meal off the grid presents several challenges. Try incorporating your geek’s surfing skills into the planning. Say to your geek, “I wonder if there is a Moroccan restaurant near the movie theater, with parking, and entrees between twelve and fifteen dollars?” Your geek will happily hunt down this information for you on various city guides and search engines, while the phone books of your father’s generation sit sullenly. Warning: this option does limit you to eating at places in the search engines, but at least you’re getting out of the house. 3.2.4 Eating Out With Your Geek Part II Ready to go? Your geek will arm himself with a palmtop, cellphone, GPS, beeper, and anything else he can think of. Your nice meal at a local bistro has turned into an Apollo mission. There are two ways to confront this. One is to go to a geek-themed restaurant which provides an arcade or other stimulating environment. He won’t need his silicon security blanket if you give him a roll of quarters. The other strategy is to appeal to your geek’s rebel side. There is a moment in many geek narratives where the hero is required to go forth with no technology to help him. Remember, the Federation always ultimately beat the Borg with nothing but their human ingenuity even when all shields were down. Carelessly say to your geek that you know some programmers need those silly accouterments, but you know that your geek is so efficient that they aren’t necessary. Besides, surely if the server goes down, either the company will send out a SWAT team for him, or he will just know. It is like a mother hearing her baby cry. Twin sisters of light I wrote an essay in 1998 for one of my graduate classes that dealt with legal and ethical issues in my profession. At the time I was battling an episode of major depression which was made more acute that year by: a significant loss, and an unwisely created emotional attachment to someone completely unavailable as I grieved that loss. I’m pondering issues of life and death again, in part because my fiancé’s father is gravely ill, and also because transitions of any kind — even good ones, such as my move — bring reminders of the ultimate passage we humans face. I’m applying to volunteer at The Centre for Living With Dying. Answering the application questions reminded me that I’d written a paper on the topic. Since a blog is the writer’s forum for The way of transformation lies in surrendering our illusions of control and learning to live with uncertainty. It means taking pleasure in our fundamental questions about life rather than rushing toward simplistic answers. It means we strive not just to understand but to embody our understanding. The way of transformation requires a special kind of toughness and willingness to experience emotional intensity. It requires humility and a foolishness born of the desire to live and love with abandon. And the payoff? The payoff is the ecstasy that comes through seeing, with openheartedness, things as they are, and allowing feeling, sensation and love to flow through us. Ecstasy is a word we can hardly use without conjuring thoughts of drug use, madness, or inability to function. But when I speak of ecstasy, I am not talking about some dangerous state where we are out of control of our actions or out of touch with reality. (The only threat that ecstasy poses is that it breaks down our illusions of separateness and it reveals the madness of heartless competition and greed). Instead, it is an intense joy available to most everyone. The mystics say it is our essential nature, our natural state. Once we open ourselves to the ecstatic flow of feeling and energy in our bodies, we are less bound to old ideas about the kinds of protections that are needed to live in this world. Our own ability to open and connect becomes a source of power in times of conflict or adversity. –Kenneth Robinson, Alaya Process facilitator You can also read an essay he wrote reflecting on his experience with yoga and healing here. I miss working with him and his co-facilitators. I miss the group. But hey, I’m in California. This place, if nothing else, is rich with venues for growth. I’ve only just arrived. Patience. In time, I’ll see more. (Patience is one of my developing traits!)
Be Sure To Do This
Lead Your Geek
Really
Candlelight Vigil
Finders, Keepers, Creators
Haiku
on stone walls; vendors close shop,
heading home to rest.
Random Internet Observations
Who, Indeed?
Public Service Announcement: Read, Dammit, Read!
Seeking Higher Realms
How To Eat Normally
Even If
The Advantages Of Living With A Geek (If You Know What To Value)
Haiku
once conferred secretly with
the handmaiden moon.
Dax’s Case: Issues Of Living And Dying
inflicting expounding one’s views, I’m laying it out here. It’s very long (don’t say I didn’t warn you). I’m also closing comments due to the personal nature of this essay. Comments can be emailed to me directly. Without further ado…
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The Way Of Transformation
