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Late Spring to early Fall in Seattle sees many a fundraiser for a noble cause. To name a few that I notice (via the posts/interests of the South Asian diaspora, and having attended a total of 5 in the past…) are for survivors of domestic violence, education of poor children “back home,” disenfranchised farmers who commit suicide, etc. Among the five I’ve attended was also one for a lovely playground designed for children with autism, the able speaker at which in the name of all sorts of goodness was the celebrated Sherman Alexie… until, of course, as “he too,” he wasn’t so celebrated anymore. (more…)

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In absolutely any situation, the frequency that instantly uplifts, liberates and aligns, is that of gratitude. While this may initially play out as feeling grateful “for” something, ultimately such a condition / owing / obligation must fall away (as must any associated nostalgia or other cloying emotion), and what remains is solely a neutral yet effervescent gratitude… for everything (and nothing). Grateful for all that is of Love, and grateful for all that is a forgetting of Love, as it points and redirects to the remembrance of Love. Such unconditional gratitude, (sometimes better termed ‘appreciation’ to free it of the remotest obligation), is instantly liberating (of “me”), and aligning in Self.

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A wonderfully, culturally, traditionally rich Indian “me” dances (arises and passes) within the infinite I, yet I am not Indian! A wonderfully rich and variegated American “me” dances (arises and passes) within the infinite I, yet I am not American. (A wonderfully rich and full woman “me” dances within the infinite I, yet I am not woman… And a wonderfully gifted artist “me” dances within the infinite I, yet I am not artist… I am not guide, I am not student, I am not daughter, I am not friend…) I am not Indian-American, either. I am not even global citizen.

These are only (some of) the (wonderful) colors that appear when Light fragments through the prism of time, of duality, of experience. (Except the prism doesn’t exist, other than in/of/as the mind.)  (more…)

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When we say, “It gives me great joy to do this…” we are unconsciously in error. Aside from a harmless manner of speaking, this arises from our entrenched misconception that the source of joy is extrinsic to us, including located in our doing. (Doing) something doesn’t give us joy; we bring joy to (doing) it!

To know whether we are bringing joy to something, we only have to see how we are being when that something is taken away! (And not promptly replaced by something else.) Then we know if it is the habitual rush of experience — the concoction of hormones associated with egoic thoughts of (and addictions to) “getting there,” “getting it done,” success, achievement, validation, empowerment, control, “fun”… or if it’s just joy.

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All study is of (temporary) phenomena; all stories are of (personal) experience. When we combine the two, it’s all even more tenuous! Once there is Realization, there is disinterest (neutrality) in study and story, with direct and pure interest in (embracing of) phenomena and experience. Everything may be observed or enjoyed, and nothing need be interpreted or claimed.

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Love (and total acceptance) is never about looking away, glossing over, pulling wool over one’s eyes, or making up feel-good stories via “positive thinking.” It is about seeing with total and unmitigated clarity what is — just as it is — being able to call it as such if necessary… and still being perfectly okay with it as it is, free of aversion toward what is, or craving for it to be another way (and vice versa). This includes the experiential/story realm, knowing well that it is an experience based in limited perception. 

It’s just motherly concern and affection! Uhm, no, it is control and domination. They’re just having fun, displaying pretty pictures every weekend! No, they are indulging in narcissism. It’s a fundraiser for a good cause! No, it’s a lavish party in a lavish venue with rich people assuaging guilt conscience. It’s lawful immigration procedure! No, it’s a madman cruelly locking up people at whim. It’s just protecting my privacy. No, I told a lie. (more…)

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Thoughts arrive like sushi on a sushi train.

In identification with the mind, we are habituated to picking some up and chewing on them… and paying for it when the tab adds up, calling it karma 🙂 The more we cultivate a taste for a particular kind, the greater the chances of its coming around again and our picking it up again… and so on.

In total Presence, sushi comes, sushi goes!

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