Golden Treasury/ expanding the bubble

I have continued to experiment with the technique of being conscious of the golden circle of light around me and connecting with it.  It is like going into my heart... but the heart glow being on the outside of me instead of the inside of me.  I suspect this is a manifestation of the Solar Ring which I have been praying for myself, my loved ones, my clients, and man kind, for over a year now...  But it seems to have gotten activated this last full moon, during the yoga masters class I had the good fortune to attend.

And since we are talking about a bunch of things that are hard to describe with language to be clear I mean I am practicing this in meditation and also during life... you know as a human :-)

In my earth life I am excited to see if this will effect some situations around me.  I do tend to get myself into messes I must say!  It seems like there might be an easier way to clear them up than to create a golden reality all around me wherever I go... but if there are I haven't found them yet!

Namaste,

Yasodhara

Heated Asanas, a Golden Treasury!

In my physical life, I'm a yoga teacher (of course!) and today I just completed a training in hot yoga.  During the 90 plus minute master class the teacher cued to imagine moving through honey.... oh honey, suddenly I remembered the Venus vision I had once as I napped while transporting bees in the back of my car... and the soft warm golden glow was around me... it was like the golden ring of protection that I set up for myself and for all of my loved ones, expanded until it took up all of my reality... it was like for a brief moment the world was golden, warm, and alight with possibility.  As my warm joints and muscles moved through the asanas, it was living in the pages of the Book of Doves.

I just discovered this decree... which resonates with how I felt today.  Golden Treasury Indeed!

I AM THE LIGHT OF THE HEART by Saint Germain

I AM the Light of the Heart Shining 

in the darkness of being 

And changing all into the golden treasury 

Of the Mind of Christ.

I AM projecting my Love Out into the world 

To erase all errors And to break down all barriers.

I AM the power of infinite Love, 

Amplifying itself Until it is victorious, 

World without end!

What the world needs

This morning laying in meditation I asked the Prince, What can we do to save our planet?  His answer was simply, Have Hope.  Talk less to people and listen more. 

Yasodhara and Me

Finally, I am ready to write about PK's revelation.  PK and I actually talked months ago, but it has taken me this long to integrate the news and to figure out how I'm going to write openly about it... ha!  Now I am being intriguing.  Without further adieu this is PK's story.

PK was walking down the street, sipping on a blueberry and lavender smoothie when suddenly she she hers her inner voice, and it says, PK, consider this, consider if your friend writing the buddha blog is so in love with the buddha because she knew him... consider that she might be in fact his wife, Yasodhara.

If you are having the same reaction that I did when PK told me, your whole body is tingling and you are too dizzy to stand up... so please do as I did, and sit down, right there on the floor and get a hold of yourself.

Now, even though, you have no way of believing me, because I will never reveal to you who my earthly self is, I really am not the person who would make these preposterous claims.  And PK, even though you have no way of believing me because I will never reveal who she is, is not someone who would make these kind of claims either... so there we sat, to uncomfortable people, considering the improbable.

I am unconvinced, that I am Yasodhara, but I do know her name makes my heart glow and my chakras align.  And so I have decided that even though certainly I must not be the exact Yasodhara there is something to be gained with considering this notion...

Of course, not the least of my worries, and yet not the greatest is this blog...  oh blessed be... my whole intent of this blog was to be transparent about my inner world... and now my inner world has gone so completely wild there is no way I can share it!  So if I am to continue with this transparency, I will do it from a place of hiding!  In fact if this ever does accidentally come out, I will swear up and down that it is complete fiction!

Also pk helped me come up with a way to explain what I'm doing here that sounds almost normal.  "I am exploring the feminine within the buddha's story".  Explore it I shall!

What Color is Your World?

The other day my friend Heidi related a story about a chaplain who visited her while she was in the hospital.  He asked her to look out the window and describe what she saw.  Then he asked her what she would see if the glass was tinted green, or red, or purple.  Of course she would see the same trees, the same streets, the same buildings just in different tones.  He went on to point out that the world would not change of course just because the glass she was looking through was different.  This he told her is what the different religions are like, they are all looking at the same God, the same source and just seeing it differently because of their different cultures and frames of reference.

I would add that ultimately those different colors are part of a spectrum of light.  Ultimately a white or clear glass would include all the colors.  I think our view is always by it's very nature of being a single point of view incomplete.  Not wrong necessarily but not completely right either.

This reminds me of the Rumi allegory about the blind men viewing the elephant.  Do you remember the one?  One man is on the trunk, the other feeling the leg, another the side, one the tail, and another the tail all thinking the elephant is different things like a tree trunk or a wall or a piece of rope, etc.  I was planning on including the poem here but when I searched for it instead of Rumi's poem coming up instead I found an older version attributed to Buddha, and since this in fact a blog about my relationship with the Buddha I will include this one instead.

In the Buddha's version it is a bunch of monks and priests arguing about the nature of God and he sums up the tale this way, ‘Some monks and priests are attached to their views and having seized hold of them they wrangle, like those who see only one side of a thing.’ 

I think as humans we are gifted with a unique view of the world.  For some of us, the world is a spiritual adventure, for others this view is preposterous, and there are many many other varieties in between.  When we stop looking for the one truth, we can start seeing all the different paths towards the One Truth.  When coming upon a path that's different from our own rather than taking it upon ourselves to judge them there is another option of seeing the other's point of view as an important piece of the whole.  Rather than arguing about which of is right (is the elephant a tree trunk or is the elephant a piece of rope?)  we can enlarge our view to include both.  For in reality even if we include multiple points of view we are still not able to see the whole truth.

I remember as a child wondering if colors looked the same to everyone.  What if my version of sky blue was actually different from other's.  I noticed that there is a slight shade difference even just blinking one eye open closed and then the other so what if from person to person there were drastic differences.  Perhaps some people didn't like the color orange because it came through as an ugly shade?  Of course this line of questioning led to some interesting conversations with my Mom about color blindness and such but ultimately I had to be satisfied with the notion that we really can never know for ourselves how it looks to view the world through someone else's eyes.  But we do know we are looking at the same world.

Happy Summer Solstice: Visit to Watt Munisotaram Temple

This past month has been one of more travel than writing for me... and today is no exception.  But I did visit a Buddhist temple near Farmington MN on my way home from Minneapolis.  I am somewhat ignorant on how a Cambodian Buddhist Temple came to be located here but I am so happy it is.

Cue the Flashback Music!

In the spring of 2005 I was visiting friends of my grandfather's in Rhode Island.  Before I left I visited RISD museum.  Now I had just heard of Wesak for the first time and couldn't even pronounce it... I just knew this holiday simply as the Buddha Birthday, Death day combined which isn't necessarily wrong but also isn't accurate.  In any case on the 3rd floor of the museum I encounter this story tall Buddha.  It is a small room for a piece this size making the viewing intimate.  I sat there for a very long time drinking it in.  I was surprised that many visitors came and went quickly barely taking him in.  Though of course this happens in museums, there is so much to take in it's easy to become numb to the wonders around you.  But this Buddha energy was like nothing I had every encountered before.  I imagine that if you work at RISD after hours you go and sit in this Buddhas lap.  If it hadn't been so busy that day I would have!