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Atma Upanishad......

I often find inspiration in the pages of the Upanishads. I open the book to a random page and read the passage.  Here's today's random selection:
Atma Upanishad
"The inner self perceives the outside world, made up of earth, water, fire, air, and space. It is the victim of likes and dislikes, pleasure and pain, and delusion and doubt. It knows all the subtleties of language, enjoys dance, music, and all the fine arts; delights in the senses, recalls the past, reads the scriptures, and is able to act. This is the mind, the inner person.
The supreme Self, adored in the scriptures, can be realized through the path of yoga. Subtler than the banyan seed, subtler than the tiniest grain, even subtler than the hundred-thousandth part of a hair, this Self cannot be grasped, cannot be seen.
The supreme Self is neither born nor dies. He cannot be burned, moved, pierced, cut, nor dried. Beyond all attributes, the supreme Self is the eternal witness, ever pure, Indivisible, and uncompunded…

Adventures of a spiritual seeker.

It's no secret that my heart's desire is to find a guru, a spiritual teacher who will lovely guide my spiritual evolution.  I thought the only person who understands the longing in my heart is Yogananada. (it's quite amusing to watch the silly things that go on in my mind).  Anyway, I've been listening to Autobiography of Yogi on cd in the car.  

Yogananda's beautiful words are so inspiring.  They also fuel the inner fire of  desire for a spiritual teacher.  In Yogananda's day, a spiritual seeker travels from place to place in search of a guru.  Today, a spiritual seeker has a much harder time, especially here in the good old USA.  I suppose in India there are gurus on every corner but here, in Abington, PA - not so much. 

I start wondering what I would find if I do a google search for a guru.  With Yogananda on my mind, I google the self-realization fellowship and TA DA!  there is a center just 5 minutes from home!!  How do you like that!!  Could it be that …

Why am I doing this again?

I love getting involved in huge projects but usually I get half way through and start wondering what the hell I was thinking when I started the project. That's basically where I'm at in the huge project of self-realization.

When we moved into our house about 5 years ago I had grand plans for the back yard.  My first project.... a brick patio and walkway. I had total confidence that I could do it. I watched tons of HGTV home improvement shows and I was armed with my how to instructions I printed from google. "How hard could it be" I think to myself.  My husband, in his usual fashion, came up with a 100 reasons why it wasn't going to work. This only made me more determined then ever to do it.

After hours and hours of pulling up the old bricks I pause. I look to the left - I had pulled up, oh, about 100 or so bricks and was left with a slab of dirt and a pile of old bricks. I look to the right and see that I have about 200 more bricks to go. Suddenly the old walkwa…

Got milk?

Today is earth day so it was fitting that the bhavana for this morning's class was the earth.  Through the course of the class the teacher reminded us to feel the support of the earth.  "Draw in the earth's energy".
I wasn't feeling it today.  I was actually feeling the exact opposite.  Feeling like I've been stranded on a wobbly suspension bridge.

This week I was once again reminded that my "great expectations" are the root of my disappointment. I know, I know, that's certainly not a newsflash.  It was also pointed out to me that my expectations of others causes distress to them.  It puts unnecessary pressure on others when I expect  things from them or I expect them to behave a certain way.  I appreciated this point as I honestly never gave much thought to it.  Mostly because I didn't realize that my expectations were unreasonable.  Okay, sometimes they are but mostly they are reasonable expectations.

Keep in mind that I am fully aware t…

Post-card from the jungle

The reason I haven't posted much lately is because I've been on a journey.  I've been spending lots of time in the jungle of my mind.  I can tell you it's a scary place.  Just when you think you're on safe ground you find yourself in quick sand!  The deeper into the jungle you go the scarier it gets.  The sound of a bird rustling in the trees becomes a monster ready to bounce to the unsettled mind.  Every twisted tree limb becomes a snake ready to attack when our perception is unclear.  The mind behaves just like those crazy little jungle monkeys, they entertain themselves by playing tricks on the weary travelers.  While on this journey, I tell myself that if only I had a map or better yet, a guide who knows this jungle to help me, then the journey would not be so scary.  
I open the closest thing I could find to a guide book, the Upanishads.  Here's the wisdom of the ancient sages:
"It is the mind that frees us or enslaves. Driven by the senses we become …