<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:36:51.070-05:00</updated><category term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><category term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category term='Scripture Selections'/><category term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category term='Letters to Friends'/><category term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'>Yoga Wisdom and Kabbalah</title><subtitle type='html'>Notes from a  Yoga Instructor &amp; Kabbalah investigator.

Considerations on the path of awakening</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4338288923608693332</id><published>2010-09-16T00:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T01:48:53.899-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>Equinox: Days of Awe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The period of weeks&lt;/strong&gt; before and after the Autumn equinox is very auspicious. Day and night are mostly equal. There is a balance in the earth, also in our bodies and minds which are of the earth. This is a very good time to go deep and fly high, to cop to our foolishness and offer it up, to open up to grace and to set noble intentions for the season and year to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not surprisingly&lt;/strong&gt; many religions have holy periods at this time. The Hindu tradition honors and worships God as the divine mother for nine days in this period. The Jewish tradition honors the divine father and celebrates its highest holy days during this period known as the Days of Awe. Consider these intentions (&lt;em&gt;kavvanot)&lt;/em&gt; for yourself and your life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To be effective on this occasion and in these rituals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To transcend the old worlds you’ve been in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and transport to a new gestalt, world view and realm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To go beyond the old box reality you’ve been living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and rise up see a new view of life and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;universe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and live that in fullness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To be a witness to a sacred presence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;wherever you are and wherever you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To become pure instruments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;of God’s love and blessing in the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To find your voice, your true voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and sing your own sweet song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;* To let go any fears you have about looking bad or taking risks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and take on who you most love to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and do what you most love to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and share that with all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4338288923608693332?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4338288923608693332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4338288923608693332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4338288923608693332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4338288923608693332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2010/09/equinox-days-of-awe.html' title='Equinox: Days of Awe'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3761736732054457416</id><published>2010-09-13T15:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:14:39.313-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>We Swam the Seven Seas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tuesday Morning July 6, 2010, Assateague Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On News of the Death of an Old Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown, cry. Stunned and saddened&lt;br /&gt;We go way back, you and I, to 1962, almost 50 years&lt;br /&gt;We went through Navy Frogmen/Seal Team Training together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We swam the seven seas together&lt;br /&gt;The Atlantic, the Mediterranean, the Caribbean, the Pacific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned and practiced Yoga together on the beach in Mexico&lt;br /&gt;I introduced you to my cousin and you went and married her&lt;br /&gt;I was Best Man and got you to the ceremony late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now suddenly you’re gone and I’m crying&lt;br /&gt;A call on my cell from Mataji, the divine mama&lt;br /&gt;He wants you to have a wonderful vacation&lt;br /&gt;Now go jump in the Atlantic&lt;br /&gt;Where you two would often swim side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run into the water this early morning&lt;br /&gt;Chanting &lt;em&gt;Om Tryumbakums&lt;/em&gt; as I dive through incoming waves&lt;br /&gt;Before I get one third through the memorial prayer&lt;br /&gt;There you are right before me in our Guru’s arms&lt;br /&gt;Like a little babe held over his heart&lt;br /&gt;But you’re fully grown and smiling with gold light around you both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swim and dive again and again like a porpoise&lt;br /&gt;As I head back toward shore I see now, my brother&lt;br /&gt;That you’re everywhere –&lt;br /&gt;In these miraculous ocean waves sparkling with light&lt;br /&gt;The sky, the beach&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere, everywhere, no limitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assateague Island July 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Northeast Wind Blowin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went swimming again this hot July morning&lt;br /&gt;The gradient was terribly uneven, Joe&lt;br /&gt;No place to land marines; tell the Command&lt;br /&gt;But the ocean is as ever cold at first, then comforting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all come here to earth and one day go on&lt;br /&gt;“Gathered to our people,” as it says in the Torah&lt;br /&gt;How and when is our karma&lt;br /&gt;No matter that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be so joyful, my brother&lt;br /&gt;In the land of no boundaries, borders or limitations&lt;br /&gt;See you again one day -- for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Om Shanti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*  *  *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I’m getting in my car a family in a truck drive up&lt;br /&gt;Park and begin to unload. I overhear the parents&lt;br /&gt;Teasing two little girls in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;“Mom and Dad are going to the beach, see you kids later …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, no,” they scream piling out&lt;br /&gt;All are laughing. “You guys are tough,” I tell the mom.&lt;br /&gt;She laughs again, “Oh, we’re bad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids haul off for the water carrying between them&lt;br /&gt;A big rubber boat filled with air&lt;br /&gt;Shaped just like the bigger ones we used to roll off of&lt;br /&gt;Strapped to a speed boat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dropping frogmen every 20 yards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O’ those were the days, Sudharman&lt;br /&gt;I’ll bet you’re swimming in this ocean right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Sacred Memory of Sudharman Joe Fenton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3761736732054457416?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3761736732054457416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3761736732054457416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3761736732054457416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3761736732054457416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-swam-seven-seas.html' title='We Swam the Seven Seas'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-631955117774951377</id><published>2010-09-06T10:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:37:26.179-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from   S h o r t   T a k e s&lt;br /&gt;The Traveler’s Handy Weekly Torah Gita Calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Eagle – A Call to Return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. Heaven and earth are called to hear these words&lt;br /&gt;2. That shower down as rain on young growth&lt;br /&gt;3. Ask your ancestors and spiritual elders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;    to inform you and teach you&lt;br /&gt;4. Is it not God, your father and mother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;    Who made you and makes you even now&lt;br /&gt;5. Who establishes you and has you endure&lt;br /&gt;6. A rock (solid foundation) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;    Whose actions are perfection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;    Whose ways are always just&lt;br /&gt;7. God empowers and hovers above you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     Like an eagle rousing its nest&lt;br /&gt;8. If you become coarse and extravagant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;    You lose sight of God&lt;br /&gt;9. God’s countenance becomes hidden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     You are reduced to nothing&lt;br /&gt;10. Leaving not trace of your existence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     (&lt;em&gt;Ayin,&lt;/em&gt; no-thing, just this!)&lt;br /&gt;11. Your enemy is false perception&lt;br /&gt;12. Thinking: There is no God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;      I am the one deserving credit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;      No discernment&lt;br /&gt;13. Now clean the land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     (dedicate all your thoughts and actions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;      To the benefit of all)&lt;br /&gt;14. All nations bear witness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     My arrows are drunk with blood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     My sword devours&lt;br /&gt;    (Look straight into these power images &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     This is an entrance)&lt;br /&gt;15. Sweeping misfortune, bloated by famine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     Ravaged by plague, deadly pestilence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     The attack of fanged beasts let loose&lt;br /&gt;     Poisonous serpents creeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     And striking from the dust&lt;br /&gt;     The terror within and from without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     Death dealt by the blade&lt;br /&gt;     To everyone: young men and maidens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     The aged and babies &lt;br /&gt;16. The strength of your enemies wanes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     Even now (one’s foolishness is disempowered)&lt;br /&gt;17. Who God vindicates is vindicated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     God’s portion is those who choose God&lt;br /&gt;18. See, there is none other than I; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     I deal death and give life. I wound and heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;     And I live forever (I am the &lt;em&gt;I am&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Deuteronomy 32.1-52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-631955117774951377?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/631955117774951377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=631955117774951377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/631955117774951377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/631955117774951377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2010/09/selections-from-s-h-o-r-t-t-k-e-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1617036346269660271</id><published>2010-09-04T17:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T17:21:18.905-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>September Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, today I feel like playing hooky&lt;br /&gt;running away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lie down and hang out beside a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;or stretch out on a mountain-top and look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall we just  slip away ?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1617036346269660271?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1617036346269660271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1617036346269660271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1617036346269660271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1617036346269660271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-song.html' title='September Song'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-5742152784944955737</id><published>2010-09-04T00:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:46:53.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><title type='text'>A New Year Soon Beginning</title><content type='html'>According to the Hebrew calendar we are now in the year 5770&lt;br /&gt;The holiday of &lt;em&gt;Rosh Hashanah,&lt;/em&gt; Head of the Year&lt;br /&gt;Marks the beginning of a new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 7 7 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5+7+7+1 = 20 Kaf&lt;br /&gt;Each of the 22 Hebrew letters&lt;br /&gt;is a doorway and a pathway&lt;br /&gt;For those who choose to meditate&lt;br /&gt;on the letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathways between infinite depths&lt;br /&gt;on the tree of life&lt;br /&gt;Over the ages the sages&lt;br /&gt;Have drawn lines&lt;br /&gt;from one &lt;em&gt;s'firah&lt;/em&gt; (infinite depth) to another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, from &lt;em&gt;the South&lt;/em&gt; into &lt;em&gt;the Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And back again if you choose;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pathway of Kaf&lt;br /&gt;So say quite a number of past and present kabbalists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others assign Kaf to the pathway&lt;br /&gt;Between two other infinite depths on the tree of life&lt;br /&gt;Which shows us that it doesn't matter all that much&lt;br /&gt;What their maps say&lt;br /&gt;Go on your own jouney and see what you find&lt;br /&gt;Meditate on these letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year just starting in this coming equinox period: 5771&lt;br /&gt;Blessed all year by the number 20, the letter Kaf&lt;br /&gt;Come on through the door&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-5742152784944955737?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/5742152784944955737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=5742152784944955737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5742152784944955737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5742152784944955737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-year-soon-beginning.html' title='A New Year Soon Beginning'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1752613102343503903</id><published>2009-04-24T12:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:35:27.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><title type='text'>Gold and Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mystics say:&lt;br /&gt;There are ten infinite depths on the Tree of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sages count 49 days from the full moon in Passover&lt;br /&gt;Until the Jubilee/Sinai – the receiving of infinite wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each infinite depth is a cluster of associated symbols&lt;br /&gt;The game they play is merging and mixing&lt;br /&gt;Two &lt;em&gt;sefirot&lt;/em&gt;, infinite depths, for each of these 49 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fifteenth gate begins the week of &lt;em&gt;Tiferet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The first day is &lt;em&gt;Hesed&lt;/em&gt; merged with &lt;em&gt;Tiferet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the Rivanna Trail just before sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiferet &lt;/em&gt;with&lt;em&gt; Hesed, Hesed &lt;/em&gt;with&lt;em&gt; Tiferet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two clusters of symbols -- interspersed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiferet&lt;/em&gt;: dawn, the east&lt;br /&gt;Entrance into the temple sanctuary &lt;br /&gt;Of your own heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of Hannah-Rachel&lt;br /&gt;The magnficent illumination of Yakov-Yisra-El&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;Hesed&lt;/em&gt;: loving kindness, gold, compassion, wealth, the south&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiferet&lt;/em&gt;, the first day&lt;br /&gt;The dawn of loving kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, these great trees in the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;Okay, be on the look-out&lt;br /&gt;For a beautiful heart awakening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn east, turn south. Keep your eyes open&lt;br /&gt;Gold and enlightenment are here now&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1752613102343503903?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1752613102343503903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1752613102343503903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1752613102343503903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1752613102343503903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2009/04/gold-and-enlightenment.html' title='Gold and Enlightenment'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4897766795740432894</id><published>2008-10-08T11:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:18:12.765-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Fasting as a Spiritual Practice</title><content type='html'>Let's be sensible about eating and fasting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting has several useful effects on our bodies and minds. 1) During a fasting period, the body begins cleaning house and immediately starts eliminating toxins long stored which is healthy (and sometmes uncomfortable). 2) Fasting also shifts and refines consciousness, which of course is powerfully useful during times of inner reflection and worship; 3) Fasting is an austerity which purifies the mind and develops will power. And finally 4) when millions of people all around the globe choose to fast together with an uplifting and spiritual intention, this seems to have real effect on the worlds we live in and on our day-to-day lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now -- about eating both before and after a fast: It doesn't matter too much what you eat before a one day fast, but drink a good bit of water if your fast includes no liquids. You could actually eat nothing all day before a one day fast and still fast the next day, which would be a two day fast. (Many people do three day, seven day and 30-day fasts as regular spiritual pratices -- but almost always "with" water.) So, it doesn't really matter what you eat "before" a fast day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's a tendency to gorge one's self after the fast. This is not advised because you have arrived at an uplifted and altered state of consciuousness, and stuffing youself will bring you down into the trough of day-to-day life. It's hard not to gorge ourselves at a big break-the-fast dinner where the vibe very soon becomes eat-eat-eat! This is no big sin; it's sort of fun. But we do lose the high. However if you fast a long time (3 days or more), it's quite dangerous for your body to eat heavily as you begin to break your fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common Yoga practice is to do a liquid fast one day each week or every two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumi says fasting will turn a crust of bread into a seven-layered dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4897766795740432894?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4897766795740432894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4897766795740432894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4897766795740432894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4897766795740432894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/10/fasting-as-spiritual-practice.html' title='Fasting as a Spiritual Practice'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-5443166918642428337</id><published>2008-10-06T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:21:14.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Israel Journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;August 29, 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Friday night in Tel Aviv one block from the sea&lt;br /&gt;After forty years here I am back in Israel&lt;br /&gt;Watching the red sun set west into the Mediterranean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hot here, also lovely. This Sabbath night&lt;br /&gt;I’m heading for the sea&lt;br /&gt;This Tel Aviv is a modern hip Mediterranean city&lt;br /&gt;The streets are safe enough, I see&lt;br /&gt;For women to walk here and there alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels both strange to be here, and home again also&lt;br /&gt;12:30 at night I’m walking down to the beach&lt;br /&gt;(5:30 in the afternoon back in Virginia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here I am &lt;em&gt;(he-nay-nee) send me, use me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle waves rolling in loud, standing in the sound&lt;br /&gt;A cool summer breeze blowing over soft sand&lt;br /&gt;Batches of grey beneath a dark blue night sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of eons, timeless time&lt;br /&gt;Beyond history, beyond names and countries&lt;br /&gt;And newspaper headlines -- just this open sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there is Africa and Europe, Turkey, Italy and Greece&lt;br /&gt;Egypt, Spain and Morocco. When I was a young Navy frogman&lt;br /&gt;I used to swim in these waters. Now I’ve come back&lt;br /&gt;To this holy land on another octave. O my God&lt;br /&gt;Let me be a clearing for peace, an ocean of love and light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-5443166918642428337?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/5443166918642428337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=5443166918642428337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5443166918642428337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5443166918642428337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/10/israel-journal-august-29-2008-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8671822910219028263</id><published>2008-10-06T14:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:17:40.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><title type='text'>Notes on the Akeda - The Binding of Isaac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham builds an altar there, lies the wood in order&lt;br /&gt;Binds Isaac his son and lays him on the altar &lt;br /&gt;Abraham stretches forth his hand and takes the knife …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- from Genesis 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all images in scripture are pretty or easy to swallow. But if we put aside our old fix on it – if just for awhile – and open up to the possibility of new understanding and insight – then our psyche’s are open for renewal, healing and transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabbinic sages selected this terrible/wonderful story,&lt;/strong&gt; or set of Tarot images in Genesis &lt;em&gt;(B’rei-sheet)&lt;/em&gt; – where the wise old mature patriarch goes up on the mount and offers his son as a burnt offering to God. Questions arise immediately: why would a loving and just God ask such sacrifice? How could a loving devoted father ever make such a sacrifice? What is happening to Isaac during this story? And what do these power images bring to our own hearts and psyches as we investigate this tale – with neutrality and an open mind?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;See the story in Genesis; look it over. What happened just before with Hagar and Ishmael? What does Abraham have to “prove?” What do we each have to prove – and for what reason? Why is this in scripture? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abraham’s will becomes one with God’s will; in blessing others, God is blessing through him, which is our destiny also and our heritage.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In truth there is no one correct meaning to this scriptural portion.&lt;/strong&gt; In fact there is no one innate, unadulterated meaning to anything in the world or in life. Nothing has any innate meaning in and of itself; things just are what they are.  “I am that I am,” God tells Moses and tells us. We put the meanings on everything. Since that’s so –- look to see a magnificent meaning to put on these images. Consider that you’re investigating a power dream and every character in the story here is a part of your own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some meanings one might “try on.” But you too can and should try on some of your own meanings and share them with others. This is just to prime your pump:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Geness 21)&lt;/span&gt; Abraham is asked to let go his wife Hagar and their son, his first born, Ishmael and send them off into the wilderness with just a loaf of bread and skin of water. Sarah tells him to do so. He inquires of God and is told to do what Sarah says. It’s a sacrifice that is hard for him. He argues with Abimelek (desert chieftain and Father-King) about a well of water taken away from him. Abimelek says, consider it never happened. Hagar is called on by an angel of God. Her eyes are opened. She become enlightened, illumined, sees a well of water and raises her son as an archer to be a father of great nation.  Abraham plants a tamarisk tree and passes onto us a new name and quality or attribute of God, symbolized by the tamarisk tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this section Abraham uses an important Torah mantra three times, &lt;em&gt;Heenayni.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Here am I&lt;/em&gt; (being absolutely present, ready to hear and do immediately). The final test: let go your attachment to your most cherished one. If we would be truly free and achieve self-mastery, we can have no other attachments before our attachment to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even so, we might well sacrifice self-mastery and freedom to spare the life of our most beloved. Probably Abraham, who has already gone through eleven earlier tests, has become so surrendered to God’s will by this point in the evolution of his soul – that his will is really merged with God’s will (but he doesn’t quite realize it yet) -- which is the only way, I believe, he could go through with such an awful, awe-filled test – and pass it. His faith, his active belief, is very mature. He has just seen that when he let go Hagar and Ishmael, which appeared to be cruel and unreasonable at the outset, it turned out that Hagar found her own faith and became illumined, and her son set off into his own noble destiny. The early rabbinic commentators all say one of the two young men who Abraham and Isaac left back with the donkey is Ishmael. Abraham has gotten back what he sacrificed. In fact, later we will see that after Sarah’s death, Abraham remarries Hagar who has matured to become Keturah and they have many children together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rashi reminds us&lt;/strong&gt; that God never tells Abraham “to slaughter” Isaac, only to take him up to Moriah and offer him as sacrifice. Abraham tells the two young men: “We’ll worship and come back to you.” How does he know that? Hasn’t he been told to offer his son as a burnt offering? Probably this man of great faith, who has seen all his sacrifices return to him 100 times over, believes in the inexplicable and indefinable love and justice of this God he worships so full out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Isaac isn’t really a lad or a youth. Bible scholars counting genealogies figure Abraham is 134 years old when this happens, and Isaac is 34. He’s still a youth in the eyes of his father however – and that must be sacrificed utterly in order for Abraham to pass the baton, the torch of leadership, the robe and the bowl -- to the next patriarch. The patriarch Isaac is called forth in this section. His faith is tested also – and he too passes the test, which is why the rabbis call this section, the &lt;em&gt;Akeda,&lt;/em&gt; or the Binding of Isaac on the altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Isaac asks his father where is the sacrifice animal, Abraham tells him God will present one. This is when Isaac “knows,” say our sages, and immediately Isaac agrees. His father is also his teacher, his rebbe, and he aligns himself 100 percent with Abraham: “They both go together,” is repeated twice in this section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torah sages explain that when a name or word or line is repeated in scripture, it is a sign of great affection and love from God. When Abraham stretches forth his hand and takes the knife, an angel of God calls to him saying: “Abraham, Abraham.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isaac comes up the mountain as a mature disciple, and comes down a realized sage and patriarch of a great religious tradition. &lt;em&gt;Yah &lt;/em&gt;(God) proves or tests Abraham, (tests, proves;&lt;em&gt;NiSSaH)&lt;/em&gt; also means “uplifted.” Abraham was uplifted by his own power, which is the meaning of “the trial," as Midrash says (quoting Psalm 60.6): “You give those who revere you trials by which they uplift themselves as banners.” (They do it on their own...) When God calls to him later: “Abraham, Abraham,” [this shows] he now has become whole, cleaving to the root of that Abraham-above aspect [his true nature, his higher Self], which is why the sages say, “The patriarchs are the chariot” [our lower, human selves and personalities are “the seat” for our upper hidden Self.  --&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; R’ Art Green&lt;/span&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The entire ritual is transformational&lt;/strong&gt; for both Abraham and Isaac, which is offered to us in scripture for our own transformation. The offering by both of them takes them to another level of consciousness, into another realm, as it were, where everything in the world is visible, where everything we could ever want or need is visible and available to be taken and used. Thus Abraham sees a ram with its horns caught in a thicket, and substitutes that for his son Isaac. Historically one might say this is the moment when humanity wakens to a more evolved state and human sacrifice, which at one time was commonplace, is dropped altogether. Eventually, animal sacrifice is also replaced by prayer and self-sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The life of Abraham&lt;/strong&gt; as reported in scripture bestows upon us yet another attribute of God. Abraham calls this place, this awareness, &lt;em&gt;Adonoi-jireh,&lt;/em&gt; the place where God sees, or the place where God is seen, or where everything is visible. God is invisible after all. But God can be realized. We can experience &lt;em&gt;samadhi,&lt;/em&gt; super-consiousness. We enter a state of oneness at that level of consciousness and thus -- see through God’s eyes, as it were.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8671822910219028263?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8671822910219028263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8671822910219028263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8671822910219028263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8671822910219028263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/10/notes-on-akeda-binding-of-isaac.html' title='Notes on the Akeda - The Binding of Isaac'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-5447471589176924106</id><published>2008-06-22T19:44:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:16:43.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Earthquake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nineteenth day in the month of Shivan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In the year 5768 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(since we’ve been counting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Notes from the &lt;em&gt;Sefer Yetzirah&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;Book of Creation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;month of &lt;/em&gt;sivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (may-june); constellation gemini&lt;br /&gt;four power symbols in this order:&lt;/em&gt; y v h h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tribes of levi and zebulon&lt;br /&gt;we begin in the east&lt;br /&gt;at sunise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;About &lt;em&gt;Korah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Even the greatest person, when he's just for himself -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is he?" asks the &lt;em&gt;Sefat Emet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earthquake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With 250 elect chieftains, many also from tribe of Ruben&lt;br /&gt;Korah of Levi rises in the face of Moses, saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the congregation are holy&lt;br /&gt;Why do you lift yourself up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses falls on his face and says&lt;br /&gt;In the morning God will show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Levi, singers of joyous praises&lt;br /&gt;and warriors for truth&lt;br /&gt;Don't take on too much&lt;br /&gt;Just carry your part of the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your songs and dances of devotion&lt;br /&gt;You draw very near&lt;br /&gt;But now you want to be the High Priest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's each of us take our fire pans and incense burners&lt;br /&gt;and let us light them and make our offerings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings us to the entrance of the Tent of Meeting&lt;br /&gt;With so much fire burning and incense rising&lt;br /&gt;The glory of God is experienced by all present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moshe and Aharon &lt;/em&gt;pranam&lt;em&gt; (prostrate) full out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the face of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Datan and Abiram come out and stand at the door&lt;br /&gt;with their wives and children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand moves the earth&lt;br /&gt;Earthquake!&lt;br /&gt;Opening and devouring Korah and many more&lt;br /&gt;A plague of fear begins to spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron runs into the midst of the assembly&lt;br /&gt;Stands between the living and the dead&lt;br /&gt;And stays the plague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write Aharon's name on the rod of Levi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the rod of Aaron beside the Torah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take refuge in the dharma&lt;br /&gt;The testimonies of what's eternally so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you receive my prasad, the grace gift for you&lt;br /&gt;Set apart of it a gift for God&lt;br /&gt;a tithe of the tithe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[a tenth of the tenth]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is recorded to you:&lt;br /&gt;the corn of the threshing floor&lt;br /&gt;the fullness of the wine press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set apart the very best for God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Korah&lt;/em&gt; Numbers 16.1-18.32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-5447471589176924106?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/5447471589176924106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=5447471589176924106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5447471589176924106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5447471589176924106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/06/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake!'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4446789364654790346</id><published>2008-05-27T00:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:42:50.489-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>Being Peaceful with Money in Daily Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As told by Swami Satchidananda of Integral Yoga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The commercial world greatly encourages you to spend and spend. Don’t get caught in that. In order to spend, to save and to give, you should have it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to live up to some expected or presumed standard of living. The real standard is your joy of life. And that comes from a peaceful, happy mind with self-dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t earn ten dollars and spend fifteen, which is often the way people live, thinking “Oh, I have to have this and that.” The agony of trying to pay such bills certainly outweighs the joy of buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort is not in the house, the bed, the clothes or the food; it’s in the mind. When you spend too much and then worry how to pay the bills, there’s no comfort at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find it difficult to pay all the bills, that means you have spent more than you earned. In such a situation you can’t even enjoy your family, because of constant grumbling, “Oh, how can I pay these bills?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be very easy to pay all the bills if you spend according to your income. So let’s learn to live the simple life. We can do it; everything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the&lt;em&gt; Ramayana&lt;/em&gt; epic, when the villain was wounded and bleeding, the author Valmiki writes: Ravana’s mind was “shaking like that of a debtor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make money. It doesn’t matter what the job is. No job is more menial than to be a debtor. We shouldn’t hesitate to take any job available. A poor man need never lose his dignity, but a debtor loses his dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you pay back your debts, cut back on all your expenses. Live with what you have now, or even if you have to –- sell some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is Giving You a Lot, Always Save a Little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;says Thiruvalluvar in the Tirrukkural. If you earn ten dollars, make sure you put one dollar in savings. In your budget, consider savings as one part of your expenses – because anything might happen. You may lose your job or fall sick. You save yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has given you a lot. Save some. Even the poorest man can save a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep a few dollars to save. If you make $1,000, don’t let your spending exceed $900. It’s always better to save a little from what we earn. Even ants save a little food for a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even depend on insurance companies. Remember there may be a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get more money than you need through your salary or a bonus, don’t go spend it all immediately and come back empty-handed. Put it in savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Many Breaths Remain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some Yoga scriptures say you’ve been sent here with just a certain number of breaths. You have to budget your life according to that amount of breaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget your life – and not only your money, but in everything: your hours, your days, your entire life could be budgeted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intelligent person simply asks and looks: “How much am I making and how much can I afford to spend?” If necessary, cut down drastically. Budget your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage Thiruvalluvar says, householders should divide their money into five parts: some to honor departed souls; some for God [manifesting in all living beings]; some for guests; some for relatives; and some for one’s self. Then still, some also for a rainy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Swami Satchidananda on Family Finances&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published by the Yogaville Federal Credit Union&lt;br /&gt;These selections compiled and edited by Prahaladan&lt;br /&gt;(Philip David Mandelkorn) May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4446789364654790346?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4446789364654790346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4446789364654790346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4446789364654790346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4446789364654790346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/05/being-peaceful-with-money-in-daily-life.html' title='Being Peaceful with Money in Daily Life'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-6926839163446004630</id><published>2008-04-12T01:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:24:49.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>Passover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Loving greetings of peace and congratulations on being invited to a Passover Seder, which is a ritual dinner with &lt;em&gt;matzah &lt;/em&gt;(unleavened) bread, wine and other goodies. Lord Jesus was celebrating and leading a Passover Seder with his disciples at the Last Supper. When he told them, "This is my body and this is my blood," he was holding up the &lt;em&gt;matzah&lt;/em&gt; and the wine used during the Seder ritual -- which is an annual retelling of the Exodus from bondage in Egypt (three thousand years ago) across the Red Sea, through the wilderness and into the Promised Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This festival meal and telling of the tale is enjoined on us in scripture -- each generation shall tell of this to your children, "how we were slaves in Egypt and God freed us with an outstretched arm and a strong hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whether this ancient tale &lt;em&gt;(The Ten Commandments)&lt;/em&gt; is legend, myth or history is not as important as is its allegorical meaning to those today who choose to embrace this ritual. For we are all in bondage to any number of old programs running through our minds somewhat automatically if anything sets them off -- like repeating tape loops And often these hard-wired reaction patterns are of no use to us or anyone else whatsoever. To be freed from this bondage is in fact to be in a state of freedom, liberation and joy -- which is the Promised Land, and which is our true heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's what the Passover ritual dinner is really all about. Keep that in mind as you enjoy the meal and re-telling of the exodus from Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Passover begins at sundown Saturday and goes for eight days. Seder dinners are celebrated on the first and often the second evening of Passover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Egypt in scripture is the material world&lt;br /&gt;Pharaoh is the ego&lt;br /&gt;Moses is the ear that hears intuition &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the eye that sees revelation&lt;br /&gt;Blood on the doorway is the dedication of our own lives&lt;br /&gt;The death of the first born is the first negative thought &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that clusters like grapes and like yeast &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;into our on-going complaints and worries&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for bread to rise is procrastination&lt;br /&gt;Miriam is the well of devotion in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Aaron is the love in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the Red Sea is transcendence,&lt;br /&gt;The promised land is enlightenment and liberation, and&lt;br /&gt;The children of Israel are the white cells&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the healing truth seekers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bondage is what runs us from behind&lt;br /&gt;Old wiring that we need only see and put out in front of us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thank it for sharing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But today we're choosing more noble possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ten plagues are the other side of the ten commandments&lt;br /&gt;Ten words, ten sacred letter symbols, and&lt;br /&gt;What if all the letters in the Torah are one long name of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And each letter is a pathway &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every two letters make a gateway that&lt;br /&gt;We pass through just by meditating on the letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what if&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elijah is that person who came over the other day and&lt;br /&gt;Helped get your car started when it wouldn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what if&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drinking wine with a blessing is playing the game of faith,&lt;br /&gt;Eating &lt;/em&gt;matzoh&lt;em&gt; is playing the game of passing over, and&lt;br /&gt;What if you're the lamb of sacrifice, so your entire life is&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of everyone everywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-6926839163446004630?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/6926839163446004630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=6926839163446004630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6926839163446004630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6926839163446004630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/04/passover.html' title='Passover'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-5234236062467264815</id><published>2008-04-08T18:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:39:50.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Set Free in the Open Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ritual for a leper to be cleansed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Leprosy, afflictions have come to the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the priest or priestess outside the camp&lt;br /&gt;Sees a leper is healed of scaly affection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Infection and affliction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Once we face it clearly and take responsibility completely&lt;br /&gt;Without blaming anyone, even ourselves&lt;br /&gt;The healing has begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring two live clean birds, cedar wood &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crimson and hyssop leaves&lt;br /&gt;Also freshwater in an earthen vessel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gather the elements for a ritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dip all in the water&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle that water seven times on the one to be cleansed&lt;br /&gt;Now set the birds free in the open country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ritual is playing with God to alter consciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be free in the open country&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mantra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You who were sick can now go wash your clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We wear our actions like a coat of colors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Selfless actions wash our clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shave your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Re-dedicate one’s life to God, serving all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathe in pure water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Investigate scripture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be clean and enter the camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thus we are purified for service in the family of humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But stay outside your tent for seven days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your tent is code for &lt;em&gt;The Tent of Meeting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is realizing you are the oneness of everything always&lt;br /&gt;Let's prepare seven days for this reunion on the eighth day&lt;br /&gt;The day of infinity, the day beyond time and space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                      Selections and Notes on Leviticus 14 &lt;em&gt;Metzora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-5234236062467264815?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/5234236062467264815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=5234236062467264815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5234236062467264815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5234236062467264815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/04/free-in-open-country.html' title='Set Free in the Open Country'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3866708093605911743</id><published>2008-04-01T23:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:53:58.765-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>The Temple Keeper and the Sleeping Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once there was a gathering of holy men and women&lt;/strong&gt; in the courtyard of a south Indian Temple, which was maintained by &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt;, a great devotee of God. He could and would regularly go into the inner sanctum and talk intimately with the deity enshrined there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meanwhile in the courtyard, &lt;em&gt;Jnanadev &lt;/em&gt;(pronounced yahna-dave), who was something of a rascal, was lining up all the other saints and sages for a fun game. “We’ll have this potter saint here,” he said, pointing to an old man leaning against the wall of the temple, “come forward and thump us all on the head and tell us as he goes along how baked we each are. The most baked one gets the first piece of cherry pie.” Everyone clapped, but &lt;em&gt;Namdev,&lt;/em&gt; who thought the whole enterprise was frivolous and quite disrespectful to the sacred presence in the temple and the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But he was ignored. And the potter saint began walking around bunking people on the head with a wooden stick and calling out, “Two-thirds baked,” “Half-baked;” “Three-fifths baked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;;” and so on. As the potter approached, &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt; turned and quickly strode away trailed by jeers and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He went into the inner sanctum and poured out his heart. “How can they joke about things like this?” he said, overcome with disappointment and humiliation. Then an inner voice spoke to him, saying, &lt;em&gt;My beloved child, go out of the temple by the rear entrance, into the forest and out to the three gold hills that you know. There on the third hilltop you will find a wise one who will reveal everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Immediately &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt; ran into the forest, through the paths he knew and up to the three hills. He passed over the first and second, then slowly ascended the third gold hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At first it seemed no one was there. But when he looked more carefully he saw a rag-muffin sort of fellow lying on his back in the grass dozing. As &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt; slowly drew closer, he saw that the man’s bare feet were propped up on a &lt;em&gt;Shiva-lingam,&lt;/em&gt; which is a smooth oval stone, a form considered by many a most sacred image of the Absolute oneness, of the divine. One does not even point one’s feet toward such an altar; perhaps in moments of great devotion, one’s head or hands might touch -– but NEVER one’s feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quickly&lt;em&gt; Namdev&lt;/em&gt; walked over to the &lt;em&gt;Shiva-lingam&lt;/em&gt;, knelt down and ever so gently removed the sleeping man’s feet from the altar, carefully setting his legs and feet down onto the grass while trying not to wake him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But lo, immediately under the man’s feet -- there again was another perfectly beautiful &lt;em&gt;Shiva-lingam&lt;/em&gt;. Quickly &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt; knelt and removed the man’s feet again shifting them the other way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Immediately another &lt;em&gt;Shiva-lingam&lt;/em&gt; was visible under the bare feet of the sleeping one.&lt;em&gt; Namdev&lt;/em&gt; put his head down on the ground next to the &lt;em&gt;Lingam&lt;/em&gt; and lifted the sleeper’s feet, this time setting them gently onto his own head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At that moment &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt; became one with everything and everyone. He was overwhelmed with joy and fullness. All the questions and answers about life he’d ever wondered were sparkling with wisdom like stars in the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How long he lay there beside the sleeping man, he never knew. A time came when he did get up and walk back to his own house, where he remained for two days off and on in blissful meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the beginning of the second night there was a knock at his front door. When &lt;em&gt;Namdev&lt;/em&gt; opened the door, there stood the deity of the temple right at his doorstep. &lt;em&gt;Where have you been, Namdev? You haven’t come to visit with me for some time.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, my Lord,” said the saint, “You’re everywhere always, and I know it. Thank you. Thank you so much. Won’t you please come in and have some &lt;em&gt;chai&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3866708093605911743?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3866708093605911743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3866708093605911743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3866708093605911743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3866708093605911743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/04/temple-keeeper-and-sleeping.html' title='The Temple Keeper and the Sleeping Man'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3317880205426037266</id><published>2008-03-31T10:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:35:43.487-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>A Perpetual Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some teachings from the Scroll of Leviticus, a scripture giving us guidance how to stay in touch with a sacred presence in our lives and to work together as a holy community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O ye priests and priestesses, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is the burnt offering ritual:&lt;br /&gt;Leave that offering on the altar through the night &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until morning while the fire of the altar (consumes it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We offer ourselves, and wait overnight until morning&lt;br /&gt;To see if we might be accepted into this sacred service &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One more day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in linen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carry the ashes of the burnt offering to the altar&lt;br /&gt;In everyday clothes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take the ashes outside the camp to a clean place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes your service is visible; sometimes invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the fire in that altar burning; don’t let it go out&lt;br /&gt;Every morning feed it with wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our passion for life is the fire on the altar&lt;br /&gt;Daily we feed it with love given to us by &lt;em&gt;The Beloved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present your burnt offering&lt;br /&gt;Turn into smoke the fat parts of the offering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The fat is fuel. With sincerity our offerings become the fat parts&lt;br /&gt;And now the offerings are smokin’!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A perpetual fire is burning in the altar&lt;/strong&gt; (of your heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s inextinguishable&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- from Levicus 6.2-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This selection from a Leviticus portion 6.1-8.36 known as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tzav&lt;/em&gt;/Command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Book of Tao&lt;/em&gt; reports:&lt;br /&gt;When a great leader leads&lt;br /&gt;People don’t know they’re being led&lt;br /&gt;There’s an art to being an effective Commander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first words of this portion begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Command Aaron and his sons ...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- Lev. 6.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3317880205426037266?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3317880205426037266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3317880205426037266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3317880205426037266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3317880205426037266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/03/perpetual-fire.html' title='A Perpetual Fire'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-647187925731984914</id><published>2008-03-01T02:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:07:17.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>The Work of a Weaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Work of a Weaver in Colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Names/&lt;em&gt;Shemot&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;em&gt;Vayakhel&lt;/em&gt; Exodus 35.1-38.20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is the title I have given to a series of scripture selections from the book of Exodus, which in Hebrew is called &lt;em&gt;Shemot,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Names.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six days work, but make the seventh day holy&lt;br /&gt;Throughout your habitations enjoy a Sabbath of complete rest&lt;br /&gt;Kindle no arguments &lt;/strong&gt;(fires. Instead) &lt;strong&gt;take gifts to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;God is advising the children of &lt;em&gt;YisraEl&lt;/em&gt; (Israel) how to pattern their lives in order to cross the wilderness on a journey from bondage to the promised land of liberation. It is also a map for all spiritual seekers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoever is moved by an inner spirit to make wave offerings&lt;br /&gt;Before God, come forward bringing your offerings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Think of this scripture as a powerful dream, and a mirror. We are invited to bring offerings to the feet of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaders bring lapis lazuli, onyx stone and other gems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As we bring freewill offerings, we become royalty&lt;br /&gt;We are the precious stones for setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In this part of the timeless story we are about to construct a movable tabernacle or sanctuary in the wilderness, like a mobile Lotus Temple. We bring our precious stones as offerings. On another level, through such devotion it begins to seem like we ourselves are the precious stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) calls &lt;em&gt;Betz’l-el’s&lt;/em&gt; name&lt;br /&gt;Filling that name with &lt;em&gt;ruah Elohim,&lt;/em&gt; divine spirit&lt;br /&gt;Full of wisdom, understanding and knowledge&lt;br /&gt;In all craftsmanship for teaching others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Meditate on these letter symbols: B  Tz  L  A  L &lt;br /&gt;Drawing forth the skillful artist within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bayt  Tzade  Lamed  Alef  Lamed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;God singles out two spiritually gifted artisans to construct the sanctuary accouterments. &lt;em&gt;Betz’l-El&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Oholibama&lt;/em&gt;. Mystics say the entire Torah is one long sacred name of God. Certain configurations of letter symbols, when focused on, are quite empowering, such as the letter symbols making up the names of these gifted artists.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning after morning we continue to bring freewill offerings&lt;br /&gt;Each according to our own calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sunset and sunrise are auspicious periods of the day. We are directed to make our offering in the mornings – for this blesses our day. We are each called to offer what we are naturally good at. We may also offer up our foolish habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our gifts offered up are more than enough for all the service needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the realm of the miraculous there is always more than enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Torah reports that the people kept coming forward bringing free will offerings, so many that Moses had to say, “Stop, stop – there’s more than enough here to construct this sanctuary.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With gold clasps&lt;/strong&gt; (love), &lt;strong&gt;couple all the units to one another&lt;/strong&gt; (us) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that the Sanctuary becomes whole and one&lt;/strong&gt; (a hole in 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Under God’s directions we are shown a design, a meditation- visualization for constructing a sacred temple and meeting place with God in our own hearts. In the devotional consciousness that arises from making sincere offerings to the Beloved, and in the midst of our visualizations, we sometimes go into Samadhi. In such superconscious states it seems like we ourselves are the very partitions and instruments of this amazing sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wooden ark overlaid with pure gold within and without&lt;br /&gt;And cover it with pure gold&lt;/strong&gt; (infinite compassion) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kabbalists use images and language in scripture as a code indicating certain pathways to and from various realms of refined consciousness. Gold, for example, indicates loving compassion, one of ten infinite depths on the tree of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us make&lt;/strong&gt; (of ourselves) &lt;strong&gt;vessels of pure gold to offer libations&lt;br /&gt;The bowls, ladles, jars and jugs in the sanctuary&lt;/strong&gt; (are we)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Let us become also)&lt;strong&gt; a pure gold stand of seven lights&lt;/strong&gt; (the &lt;em&gt;menorah&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We are already a stand of seven lights, of seven chakras or centers of energy and consciousness. As we become ever more compassionate, our light is ever more illuminating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make also an altar of incense and sacred anointing oil&lt;br /&gt;Setting a crown of gold round about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The incense is our praises and prayer&lt;br /&gt;The anointing oil comes from meditating on the oneness&lt;br /&gt;Thus we are crowned with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sages say the heartfelt prayers we make are a sweet savor before God. And our inner meditations create the invisible oil of silent service as priest and priestess for the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let everyone in whose heart &lt;em&gt;Yah &lt;/em&gt;has put wisdom and skill&lt;br /&gt;To carry out God’s words – come near and do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The screen for the gate of the court is the work of a weaver in colors&lt;br /&gt;Of blue, purple and scarlet revealing the cherubim design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;With all the colors, beauty and pathos of this world&lt;br /&gt;God creates a veil of illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The weaver of colors is, of course, the one who has created us. During selfless service there are certain colors of majesty that appear in one’s aura. In Psalms, the Shepherd David sings: “Enter God’s courtyard with thanksgiving.” The scripture points to the gate of this courtyard and says that it’s covered by a screen, the work of a master weaver who also weaves images of cherubs into this vast panorama. Such sacred forms and images, &lt;em&gt;moortis&lt;/em&gt; (in Sanskrit), are also entrances into the courtyard of God’s sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-647187925731984914?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/647187925731984914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=647187925731984914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/647187925731984914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/647187925731984914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/03/work-of-weaver.html' title='The Work of a Weaver'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3448121545037075293</id><published>2008-02-18T22:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:26:13.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Bring Forth the Holy Artist in You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Names/&lt;em&gt;Shemot &lt;/em&gt;in &lt;em&gt;Ki Tissa&lt;/em&gt; Exodus 30.11-34.35 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're crossing the wilderness in the second scroll of the Old Testament. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God is passing the &lt;em&gt;dharma&lt;/em&gt; to us, the eternal wisdom, in practical language &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and instruction. We are encouraged to tap our intuition and artistry. We are instructed how to direct our devotion effectively and powerfully. And we are invited into a sacred contract with divinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God singles out Bezalel and Oholiab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Endowing them with refined awareness &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ability, craftsmanship and knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bring forth the holy artists in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How quickly one turns aside from the way God shows us&lt;br /&gt;We tend to bow and sacrifice to golden calves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thinking God can be defined by one form or another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prostrate and pray: pardon my iniquity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We remember your vow to our ancestors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take us for your own and go in our midst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning present yourself to me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I’ll pass before you r&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evealing compassion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kindness, truth, omnipotence, patience and v&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ast love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remembering your good deeds, and for the repentant&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving sins, rebellion and error&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says, hereby I make a covenant with you&lt;br /&gt;Take a count of your numbers &lt;/strong&gt;(This is empowering) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Israelites&lt;/strong&gt; (all seekers of truth)&lt;strong&gt; keep my Sabbaths&lt;br /&gt;As a sign between us forever to know you’re consecrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give some money as an offering &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To support the Tents of Meeting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Always give something to support sacred places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redeem every firstborn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t come before me empty-handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Every child is our firstborn. Come before God with offerings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t offer sacrifices to me with leaven&lt;/strong&gt; (pride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you’re stiff-necked, I don’t go in your midst&lt;br /&gt;Lest you be destroyed. So leave off your finery&lt;/strong&gt; (vanity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t boil a kid in its mother’s milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Have compassion for all animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down from the heights bearing the covenant&lt;br /&gt;Two tables of stone&lt;/strong&gt; (letter symbols) &lt;strong&gt;inscribed on both sides&lt;br /&gt;The work and writing of &lt;em&gt;El&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (of God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write down these teachings &lt;/strong&gt;(and live them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For with them you strike a covenant with God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3448121545037075293?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3448121545037075293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3448121545037075293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3448121545037075293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3448121545037075293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/02/bring-forth-holy-artist-in-you.html' title='Bring Forth the Holy Artist in You'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-7896670385980057943</id><published>2008-01-27T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:29:18.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>From the Teachings of Yitro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     In the first scroll, Genesis we went from a pradise into Egypt, which in this scripture represents the snares of the material realm. In the second scroll, Exodus, we found outselves enslaved by our attachments. We cried out and were led out of bondage into freesom. We began to cross the wilderness toward a promised land of non-duality, fullness and peace. On the third month after crossing over the Reed Sea and beginning our adventures in the wilderness, Yitro (Jethro), Moses' mentor and father-in-law appears and instructs Moses and all of us how to carry ourselves in this purification journey of awakening. This portion of scripture is known as the heart of the heart of the Torah.  This is Sinai, the revelation of the eternal wisdom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selections from Names/&lt;em&gt;Shemot &lt;/em&gt;in &lt;em&gt;Yitro,&lt;/em&gt; Exodus 18.1-20.23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yitro hears all. With loving respect Moses prostrates before him&lt;br /&gt;A fountain of blessings is God, says Yitro, who is freeing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw up from within yourself the capable one &lt;br /&gt;Humbled before the vastness, who loves straight-forwardness&lt;br /&gt;Let this, your nobility, govern you through all seasons of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three days God’s coming to meet you&lt;/strong&gt; (Start counting now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanctify yourselves by washing your garments &lt;/strong&gt;(your actions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men and women stay apart three days&lt;/strong&gt; (Build vitality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set boundaries about the mount&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By respecting one another’s boundaries, thus we ascend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning of the third day -- look at the mountain&lt;br /&gt;It’s altogether billowing smoke as if from a great furnace&lt;br /&gt;Bolts of thunder tearing open the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Lightning flashing all about and fire coming down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mountain is trembling. God’s descending in fire&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s shaking&lt;/strong&gt; (and so are we, can’t talk, can’t move)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound’s getting louder&lt;/strong&gt; (We enter its silence and hear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am the Lord your God who brings you out of bondage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Out of the straits, out of narrow-mindedness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am God. I show thousands of generations of mercy&lt;br /&gt;Take my names and use them wisely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seventh day celebrate the oneness&lt;br /&gt;Bring honor to your parents&lt;/strong&gt; (and teachers with an honorable life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t kill off anyone&lt;/strong&gt; (with put-downs, including yourself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And don’t adulterate&lt;/strong&gt; (the purity in you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you steal, you steal from yourself; so don’t bother&lt;br /&gt;And no false witnessing –&lt;/strong&gt; (say what you see, no more, no less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you covet anything that someone else has&lt;br /&gt;That stops your own estate from manifesting&lt;br /&gt;Make an earthen altar&lt;/strong&gt; (Make an altar of this earth) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-7896670385980057943?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/7896670385980057943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=7896670385980057943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7896670385980057943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7896670385980057943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/01/from-teachings-of-yitro.html' title='From the Teachings of Yitro'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2321740946011719630</id><published>2008-01-14T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:20:28.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>A Lifetime High</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New moon, new beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly auspicious time&lt;br /&gt;What can we bring to the altar?&lt;br /&gt;What is there to give up?&lt;br /&gt;Good time to let go something really sleazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(food indulgences, mind weaknesses&lt;br /&gt; inconsiderations and presumptions&lt;br /&gt; any sense of entitlement,&lt;br /&gt; and all put-downs, including self put-downs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, good food for God&lt;br /&gt;New moon and here's the offering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God doesn't want your good things&lt;/strong&gt;, say the sages&lt;br /&gt;Give God your petty, not pretty things&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;shazam &lt;/em&gt;~ Transformation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to Swami Satchidananda on YouTube&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks to Sraddha, the one with active belief]&lt;br /&gt;He was saying -- do actions for everyone&lt;br /&gt;Without expecting anything back&lt;br /&gt;Without looking to get the fruits&lt;br /&gt;Not even a thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yes, accept fruits if they come to you&lt;br /&gt;But don't be looking for them&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, you lose&lt;br /&gt;The joy of having given something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The month of &lt;em&gt;Shevat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is the January-February time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cluster of symbols&lt;/strong&gt;: Aquarius, the water-bearer,&lt;br /&gt;The angelic quality of GabriEl, also the Tribe of Asher&lt;br /&gt;Bringer of the dharma, the fountain of eternal youth&lt;br /&gt;The power name: &lt;em&gt;Hey Yohd Vahv Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not pronounced, visualized]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for Asher – abundance, wisdom and wealth of royalty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- Genesis 49&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The majestic kingdom of the divine presence; we call this Asher&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring an Offering&lt;/strong&gt;  Mystics say every new moon can be a mini-Day of Atonement, Attunement, At-one-ment. But to get the blessing of a clean slate, of a clear mind, of a new beginning blessed with auspiciousness and fulfillment, one must come before the altar (in one's heart) with a genuine offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture details several types of acceptable offerings before the divine: thanks-giving offerings, peace offerings, fire offering (&lt;em&gt;tapas,&lt;/em&gt; the burning of self–discipline and suffering offered up), free will offerings, sin offerings, guilt offerings and wave offerings (waving light and incense before the altar; waving tree branches under the heavens).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To walk away with an empowering blessing&lt;/strong&gt; that's lasting, one must be willing to dig deep and find some old sleazy habit of mind that's been running it's tape loop for some time now; take full responsibility for that -- which is copping to it (without adding any self put-down); and bring that as an offering. Yes, the sages say God doesn't want your good stuff; bring God your not nice stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does God really want your sleazy stuff?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I personally don't think God "wants" anything. However that transcendent consciousness seems to interact with our less illumined selves according to certain recognizable and dependable laws of the universe. Somehow, by being "willing" to look at our own junk and cop to it 100% and offer it up – lo, it turns inside out. That's when we say, God has accepted our offering and we've been given a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By uncovering one of our foolish attitudes from the past (the sleazy stuff); seeing it for what it is and taking responsibility for it (not blaming Mom or Dad, or the government or the culture we're in, or our gender. or our race or our religion), that itself is a genuine act of honesty and power. And that itself brings a blessing. (Yes, God wants your sleazy stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we get a blessing, we feel good; we feel high -- for a day or so usually; then it often slides back into the trees again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless ...&lt;br /&gt;we're willing to "be" that blessing out in the world. To walk the talk, to stand up and be counted -- no matter what it may look like to others, no matter what we may look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, it takes courage to go uncover some sleazy stuff from the past, cop to it and offer it up. And it takes courage to receive the blessing deeply and walk the talk of the blessing, "to be that" in the world on-goingly. Then it's not just a two day high; it's a lifetime high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/profile?user=SatchidanandaAshram"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://youtube.com/profile?user=SatchidanandaAshram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2321740946011719630?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2321740946011719630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2321740946011719630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2321740946011719630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2321740946011719630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2008/01/lifetime-high.html' title='A Lifetime High'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-493550492534423369</id><published>2007-12-23T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:57:56.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>12 Signs, 12 Stones, 12 Tribes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Declarations of YisraEl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yakov (Jacob) calls his children: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gather yourselves together&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell you what will befall you in the end of days&lt;br /&gt;Listen to YisraEl your father:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Let us gather ourselves together and be uplifted together&lt;br /&gt;In this way we experience that we are YisraEl, the oneness&lt;br /&gt;Also the none-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubin, my first-born, my might and my strength&lt;br /&gt;Excellence of dignity and excellence of power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rubin is our loving nobility, our concern for all others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beware of instability like water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rubin, don’t let your heart “completely” run the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shimon and Levi, a kinship with weapons of violence&lt;br /&gt;Avoid such council or you cannot unite with my glory&lt;br /&gt;Beware anger and willfulness that slay men &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And cripple animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Because their sister Dinah was dishonored&lt;br /&gt;Levi and Shimon killed the perpetrator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And all the men of his tribe&lt;br /&gt;And cut the hamstrings of their cattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger is fierce and wrath is cruel&lt;br /&gt;You will be divided and spread through all the tribes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Shimon becomes the personification of our strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And our wisdom. Levi becomes the priesthood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The musicians and the truth warriors&lt;br /&gt;Even most terrible sinners can rise up to be great saints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yehudah (Judah) you’ll be praised &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victorious over your enemies. Your relatives will bow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before your majesty. You’re a lion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who holds the scepter and the ruler’s staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve bound yourself to the sacred vine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most choice wine. You bathe in sacraments &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your ensign is red and white. Teeth white as milk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eyes red with the intoxication of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How cruel Yahudah was; how noble has he become&lt;br /&gt;He’s a &lt;em&gt;k’shatriyah,&lt;/em&gt; a selfless king&lt;br /&gt;Whose eternal commitment is for the welfare of his people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zebulon, treasure-finder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You dwell at the shores of the seas&lt;br /&gt;Shipping master, skillful merchant who supports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issachar solid and strong who sees the resting place &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And couches down in there knowing the goodness&lt;br /&gt;The pleasant land. You bow your shoulder and live to serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What a pair these two Issachar and Zeb&lt;br /&gt;Issachar sees the Sabbath and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;charts the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Zebulon knows the infinite depths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan is the wise and neutral judge for his people&lt;br /&gt;Also the creative energy, a serpent in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who bites the horses’ heel protecting the people&lt;br /&gt;So the enemy rider falls backward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The kundalini (power energy) rises up through the spine&lt;br /&gt;To the crown, illuminating the supreme court&lt;br /&gt;The sentence is always fair. The guidance is always useful&lt;br /&gt;The enemy rider is our selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YisraEl sees a fiery chariot approaching. He raises his hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O' God, I await your deliverance --&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And completes the blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warrior Gad, protector of the innocent, a troop may attack&lt;br /&gt;But you will troop on them and see them scatter and run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A warrior-leader, invincible protector of the innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for Asher – abundance, wisdom and wealth of royalty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The majestic kingdom of the divine presence; we call this Asher&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naphtali runs free in the fields &lt;/strong&gt;(of consciousness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He passes on the dharma with words of beauty and victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The poet, the artist, the story-teller&lt;br /&gt;The puppet and the puppet-master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these qualities are in us. Each has its own totem&lt;br /&gt;As we choose, we draw on them and bring them forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yosuf is a fruitful vine by a spring &lt;/strong&gt;(the living waters)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though attacked and tested, his resolve never falters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empowered by the almighty one, by the shepherd&lt;br /&gt;By the stone of YisraEl, by God of your fathers and mothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who blesses you with the heavens and the infinite depths&lt;br /&gt;With the breasts and womb of the goddess&lt;br /&gt;With succor, Eros and progeny who live honorably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the utmost bounds of the everlasting hills&lt;br /&gt;His arms are strong. Her hands are skillful&lt;br /&gt;You are the crown, the head, the prince of our family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tamar and Yosuf (Joseph) are male and female personifications&lt;br /&gt;Of our foundation, the illumined sage at our core&lt;br /&gt;The miraculous ability to reproduce, to be reborn&lt;br /&gt;To love each other unconditionally. This is our inheritance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benjamin’s totem is the victorious wolf&lt;br /&gt;Who devours his prey in the morning and at night&lt;br /&gt;Divides the spoil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Benjamin shares the wealth with all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Benjamin is our generous heart&lt;br /&gt;Our most powerful weapon. We ride in the victor’s chariot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the twelve tribes of YisraEl&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Twelve aspects of our illumination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As our father declares unto us and blesses us&lt;br /&gt;Each of us according to the cut of our own blessings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Genesis 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-493550492534423369?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/493550492534423369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=493550492534423369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/493550492534423369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/493550492534423369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/12/twelve-signs-twelve-stones-twelve.html' title='12 Signs, 12 Stones, 12 Tribes'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4539491583282138684</id><published>2007-12-09T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T01:06:51.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'>Eight Mystery Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o’ nobly born,&lt;br /&gt;it's in the darkness that magic happens and creation occurs&lt;br /&gt;who we each are is nothing filled with everything&lt;br /&gt;nothing is the womb of creation&lt;br /&gt;in the darkness is the hidden light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight Mystery Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, grey cloud sun white cloud mountain&lt;br /&gt;Looking down into a dark valley&lt;br /&gt;Speckled with Hanukah and Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;Cold north wind blowing south&lt;br /&gt;The wind is a messenger calling out:&lt;br /&gt;"All instruments, come forward"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night, three lights burning.&lt;br /&gt;The server light illumines the others and is not diminished&lt;br /&gt;Go into the Tent of Meeting. How? Offer yourself up&lt;br /&gt;And keep your eyes open for miracles&lt;br /&gt;The everyday becomes miraculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third night. Four angels visiting.&lt;br /&gt;The miracle of planning a future together&lt;br /&gt;'Stead of "just goin' along"&lt;br /&gt;Choose the life you want to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth night we're served wine while the candles are burning&lt;br /&gt;Fifth night miracle: As the last light extinguishes&lt;br /&gt;A great mystery becomes clear:&lt;br /&gt;The Hanukah candle and the light in the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth night visions in the flames: the teacher's face&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a black goddess with fire eyes&lt;br /&gt;Leaping-mountain-fire-ram, the sixth day&lt;br /&gt;A ram caught in the thicket are we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh night, eight candles burning, including the &lt;em&gt;shammos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Illuminator, the remover of ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Eight is infinity.These are the mantras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seven years of plenty&lt;br /&gt;The land produces in abundance&lt;br /&gt;Lay open all that is within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New moon, new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;Eighth night a palace of light. If I haven't told You already&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for guiding us to kindle these lights of peace&lt;br /&gt;Let's sound the cymbals, the loud-sounding symbols&lt;br /&gt;The message: How to purify the sacred temple within&lt;br /&gt;Simply re-dedicate our lives for everyone's benefit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Your light, we see light. But You are not diminished. Look -&lt;br /&gt;A bush is burning, but the leaves and branches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are not consumed. Let's check this out ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I first approached my teacher, he was seated on a carpet&lt;br /&gt;A flower arrangement and a bowl of fruit beside him&lt;br /&gt;I went forward to offer a tape cassette I'd made&lt;br /&gt;My knees buckled; I fell headfirst before him, &lt;em&gt;Abrech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;One is simply moved to kneel&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate the light and the dark for without the dark&lt;br /&gt;We cannot discern the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lit two &lt;em&gt;menorahs&lt;/em&gt; and two Sabbath candles&lt;br /&gt;Twenty angels in the living room&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-seven Buddhas in the flower blossoms&lt;br /&gt;The serving candle is now a small red coal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There beside the &lt;em&gt;menorah&lt;/em&gt; and the flowers is his photo&lt;br /&gt;He’s sitting beside a tiger&lt;br /&gt;His hand gently resting on the tiger's paw&lt;br /&gt;Once he put his hand on mine the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke shoots up; spirit flying free. Even in the dark it's visible&lt;br /&gt;The Server returns to the all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My teacher is gone like the &lt;em&gt;shammos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;His light is in me now and he is not diminished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4539491583282138684?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4539491583282138684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4539491583282138684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4539491583282138684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4539491583282138684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/12/eight-mystery-nights.html' title='Eight Mystery Nights'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1953649528917037215</id><published>2007-11-26T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:04:15.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>A Certain Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Be’er-sheba to Haran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Via the well of the Seven Infinite Depths&lt;br /&gt;We come to the land of Auspiciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is story of a person on his path of awakening. We find Yakov (Jacob) having just left his home and family and running for his life. Exhausted and bereft of almost all possessions, he’s crossed the river and in the open countryside finds a place to lie down and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He comes upon a certain place &lt;em&gt;(makom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That seems familiar, takes stones of that place&lt;br /&gt;Puts them under his head, sleeps and dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A certain place [place, &lt;em&gt;makom,&lt;/em&gt; one of the names of God]&lt;br /&gt;Take stones from the places you like and consider them runes&lt;br /&gt;Investigate the 22 stones, 22 letters, 22 power symbols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream, a ladder, a stairway&lt;br /&gt;Angels of God ascending and descending&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly &lt;em&gt;Yah &lt;/em&gt;(God) is standing beside him&lt;br /&gt;Saying: “I am with you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakov (Jacob) awakens, declaring&lt;br /&gt;God is surely in this place &lt;em&gt;(makom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awe-inspiring is this place; it must be God’s temple&lt;br /&gt;This is a gate into heaven &lt;/strong&gt;(In this temple is the holy of holies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This place: &lt;/em&gt;the very place you are right now&lt;br /&gt;Take off your shoes; you’re on holy ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He sets the stone up as a pillar&lt;/strong&gt; (as an altar)&lt;br /&gt;First a pillow then a pillar, &lt;strong&gt;declaring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I return safe to my father’s house, then&lt;br /&gt;This stone set up as a pillar is God’s abode&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll always set aside a tithe&lt;/strong&gt; (a tenth)&lt;strong&gt; for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut a deal with God; strike a covenant; get into relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes briskly to the land of the people of the East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Let’s join him and we also will go along on this adventure into&lt;br /&gt;The infinite depth of the East, Dawn, &lt;em&gt;Tiferet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to the temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, a well in the open and a stone&lt;br /&gt;On the mouth of the well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do you wonder which stone, which letter, which number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends from Haran&lt;/strong&gt; (auspiciousness) &lt;strong&gt;and Laban’s daughter&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, a shepherdess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rachel, the shepherdess, and David, the shepherd&lt;br /&gt;In scripture are personifications of the infinite depth of &lt;em&gt;Malkhut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majesty and kingdom of God, also the mouth of the divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yakov rolls the stone off the mouth of the well&lt;br /&gt;And waters Laban’s flock&lt;br /&gt;And kisses Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Giving water to the other’s animals is a symbol-image&lt;br /&gt;Signaling a sacred partnering, lovemaking and fertility&lt;br /&gt;Unasked, Rebekah gave water to Isaac’s camels&lt;br /&gt;Yakov water’s Rachel’s sheep, and later&lt;br /&gt;Moses waters Zipporah’s flock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laban runs to greet Yakov &lt;/strong&gt;(his nephew) &lt;strong&gt;and kisses him&lt;br /&gt;Declaring: you are truly my bones and flesh&lt;br /&gt;What shall your wages be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laban’s two daughters: Leah and Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Leah has beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Rachel has beautiful form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Beautiful eyes see beauty everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful form is an image and symbol of the divine&lt;br /&gt;In Sanskrit, a &lt;em&gt;moorti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakov loves Rachel and for her serves seven years&lt;br /&gt;Which seem but a few days because of their love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me my wife for my time is fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Laban gives Yakov also his daughter Rachel as wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakov’s wages are the two daughters of Laban&lt;br /&gt;And their two handmaidens, Bilhah and Zilpah&lt;br /&gt;These are the mothers of the twelve tribes of Yisra-El&lt;br /&gt;For these four wives, Yakov serves fourteen years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah &lt;/em&gt;(God) sees Leah is unloved and opens her womb&lt;br /&gt;Leah bears a son and names him Ruben – &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A son of seeing!” My husband will love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whoever has beautiful eyes surely bears beautiful children&lt;br /&gt;Leah’s world is filled with the glory of God’s beauty&lt;br /&gt;“She walks in beauty,” as the Navahos say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She conceives again and bears Shimon, “God hears”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The highest hearing is two-way hearing&lt;br /&gt;You hear the voice of intuition, perceive the revelation&lt;br /&gt;And like Yakov, also your voice is heard on high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She conceives again and bears a third child&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I are forever connected&lt;br /&gt;Yakov names the child Levi &lt;/strong&gt;(attached, connected)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Married or divorced, dead or alive, we are always connected&lt;br /&gt;Together having brought these souls to earth&lt;br /&gt;We’ll always share this blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again she conceives, has a son and says&lt;br /&gt;“Let me praise God” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She names him Yehudah (Judah, praise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As one can see, our mother Leah&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys a rich devotional intimacy with God&lt;br /&gt;To which we each are heir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice of Bhakti Yoga gives us beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Yoga means yoking finite awareness to infinite awareness&lt;br /&gt;There are several paths or technologies for doing so&lt;br /&gt;Bhakti Yoga is the path of devotion.&lt;br /&gt;Leah is a master of devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;More to kome …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from notes on Genesis 28-29 Nov 25, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Lunar month of Kislev (November-December) 5768&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1953649528917037215?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1953649528917037215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1953649528917037215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1953649528917037215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1953649528917037215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/11/certain-place.html' title='A Certain Place'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4262339487771133283</id><published>2007-11-24T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T17:53:03.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Take One of the Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From the Adventures of Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Genesis 28:10-17&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob leaves Be’er-shiva and heads for Haran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;From Be’er-Shiva, the well of the seven infinite depths&lt;br /&gt;To Haran, the land of auspiciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taking one of the stones&lt;/strong&gt; (power-letter symbols)&lt;strong&gt; of that place&lt;br /&gt;He puts it under his head and dreams of a ladder &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A stairway going from earth to heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly, &lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) stands beside him speaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we meditate on any one of the ancient runes, those early Hebrew letter symbols, we too will come to see the pathway uniting earth and heaven, which is also along our own spine, our tree of life, seven &lt;em&gt;chakras&lt;/em&gt; (centers of consciousness) and ten &lt;em&gt;sefirot&lt;/em&gt; (infinite depths). In the &lt;em&gt;Ajna&lt;/em&gt; chakra, at the third eye center, where &lt;em&gt;Hokhmah &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; Binah&lt;/em&gt; meet, (Revelation and Comprehension), we're blessed with a personal vision of God. Beyond that – at the crown -- is just the oneness, Diamond Consciousness, the Thousand-Petaled Lotus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I give this place to you and your descendents&lt;br /&gt;Spread out west, east, north and south&lt;br /&gt;Remember I’m with you and protecting you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both Jacob and Jacob’s descendents.&lt;br /&gt;God’s timeless gift to us we remember now:&lt;br /&gt;This very place and this very moment is the gate of awakening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Transcendence, from dust and water babies into our fullness:&lt;br /&gt;Everything and everyone are we; this realization is the blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take it wherever you go –&lt;br /&gt;Up, Down, West, East, North and South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob awakens and declares:&lt;br /&gt;Surely God &lt;em&gt;(Yah)&lt;/em&gt; is in this place and I didn’t realize it&lt;br /&gt;How awesome. This is the abode of God&lt;br /&gt;And gateway to heaven &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven infinite depths, seven double letter symbols:&lt;br /&gt;Up and Down, East and West, North and South&lt;br /&gt;And precisely in the center: a Holy Palace of Light&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, spread out in all directions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4262339487771133283?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4262339487771133283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4262339487771133283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4262339487771133283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4262339487771133283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-adventures-of-jacob-take-one-of.html' title='Take One of the Stones'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-772328390672153270</id><published>2007-11-13T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:05:40.166-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Stories of Isaac and Rebekah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from Genesis 25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of Yitzak (Isaac)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Son of Avraham and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 40 Yitzak marries Rebekah&lt;br /&gt;Yitzak pleads with God on the behalf of his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) responds and Rebekah conceives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pleading to God for another is often effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;During the pain of her pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebekah asks, “Why do I exist?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is a useful investigation and meditation for us each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah replies: Two nations are in your womb&lt;br /&gt;Two peoples apart while in your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our selflessness and our selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the elder serve the younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And let the younger thus learn and serve the elders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twins are born, Esau and Yakov (Jacob)&lt;br /&gt;The boys grow up. Esau becomes a skillful hunter&lt;br /&gt;And an outdoorsman. Yakov is mild and stays in the camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s famine in the land &lt;/strong&gt;Famine: a code and sign for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Going down into the dangers and blessings of this material plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God appears to Yitzak and says: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay in the land I show you. Reside in this land&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be with you and bless you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yitzak stays in Gerar. When men ask him about his wife&lt;br /&gt;He says, she’s my sister, thinking: the men might kill me&lt;br /&gt;On account of Rebekah because she’s beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Beauty, alas, stirs up covetousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yitzak sows in the land and reaps a hundred fold&lt;br /&gt;Yah blesses him. “The man grows richer and richer”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Mantra) &lt;strong&gt;Until he’s very wealthy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One hundred, the power symbol &lt;em&gt;K’uf&lt;/em&gt; on the tree of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A pathway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;between the kingdom and the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philistines stop up all the wells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dug by Avraham’s servants f&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;illing them with earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abimelech says: Go away from us&lt;br /&gt;For you have become far too big for us&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wealth, alas, stirs up envy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yitzak departs from there, encamps and settles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the valley. He digs wells anew &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His servants find a well of spring water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For all us water babies, water is life itself and in arid lands&lt;br /&gt;Water is nearly invaluable and therefore also a symbol&lt;br /&gt;Of the dharma, the eternal wisdom that brings immortality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local herdsmen quarrel with him saying&lt;br /&gt;That water is ours. He calls that well &lt;em&gt;Esek,&lt;/em&gt; contention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dig another well and there is dispute over that also&lt;br /&gt;He calls this well &lt;em&gt;Sitnah,&lt;/em&gt; enmity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moves from there, digs another well&lt;br /&gt;There is no quarrelling. He calls it &lt;em&gt;Rehoveth&lt;/em&gt;, spaciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying, “&lt;em&gt;Yah &lt;/em&gt;grants us ample space to increase the land”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This too is a mantra. All these places are also within us&lt;br /&gt;We have to dig deeper and deeper to reach the wide open place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yitzak goes to &lt;em&gt;Beer-sheva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the well of seven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah &lt;/em&gt;appears to him that night saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the God of your father and mother&lt;br /&gt;“Be fearless; I'm with you and I'm blessing you”&lt;/strong&gt; (a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mantra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These people and places are parts of us, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ncluding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the quality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In each of us that can actually see and hear the Absolute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yitzak builds an altar there and invokes God’s name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God's essence is in God's name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There too he pitches his tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We too can pitch our tents at the altar of conscious devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-772328390672153270?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/772328390672153270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=772328390672153270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/772328390672153270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/772328390672153270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/11/stories-of-isaac-and-rebekah.html' title='Stories of Isaac and Rebekah'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2600054438962300237</id><published>2007-11-08T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:29:06.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><title type='text'>An Evening with Shefa Gold and Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At a recent evening program in Washington, D.C., Rabbi Shefa led chanting of short phrases of scripture and liturgy followed by moments of meditation interspersed with occasional teachings and comments. The chanting (in both Hebrew and English) refined consciousness which bought about intuition and revelation. Shefa accompanied the chants with a &lt;em&gt;sruti &lt;/em&gt;box (a small harmonium) and a hand drum. Three of her friends and students also played drums. Another led movement for some of the chants. The room filled. Between chants Shefa said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prepare for prayer by chanting: &lt;em&gt;“Oh pure soul, in you I see endless possibilities.” &lt;/em&gt;Go inside and see yourself when you were a little baby, an infant, and bless that baby with all potential, with every conceivable possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“O’ God, show me my end, and what is the measure of my days?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from Psalm 39.5)&lt;/span&gt; Go beyond the tyranny of time. Go way into the future, to the end of your days, when you’re wise and mature. See yourself then. Now invite that wise elder who is you to come here now and comfort and guide you and bless you in what you are up to these days. You can go back also from here all the way to the time of your infancy and small childhood, and let go any clusters of protection from bruising that may have occurred and is still being held by the body somewhere. Worries marry and have babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that there is the one who comforts and delights our soul, despite all the concerns and worries that sometimes bubble up in these dry days between Sabbaths. What does that wise elder in you say and advise you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our great adventure in awakening inside this palace of existence, the art is practicing balancing intention with surrender: over and over again use the will with focused, forthright intentionality while simultaneously surrendering fully to the unknown, to the great mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the silence after a chant, focus on the breath; breathe into the heart. Open up and let go. Be a channel of that great love. Inside God’s names is the essence. Let that essence in us blossom and flow through us ever more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“From the moment of birth unto death, Hallelu-Yah.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from Psalm 150.6)&lt;/span&gt; I hear sambas and tangos, congas and djembes. I see dark-haired dancing goddesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When worries multiply within me, your comfort soothes and delights my soul.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from Psalm 94.19)&lt;/span&gt; In the teachings of the prophet Isaiah are amazing guidelines for breaking free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to a place and time when your heart was overflowing with love, light and joy -- and feel that love for God now. Also go back in time to the occasion when you felt devastated by a great loss and hurt and grief and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“He transforms her wilderness into delight, her wasteland into a divine garden.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (from Isaiah 51.3) &lt;/span&gt;Look inside. See that divine garden flourishing. What plants, bushes, flowers and trees are there. Look and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is saying to each of us,&lt;em&gt; “You’re engraved on the palm of MY hand.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from Isaiah 49.16)&lt;/span&gt; We are the lines on God’s hands. So let’s do what we can to lead a noble life. We are that close; we are never forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at the lines also on “our” own palms. Let us touch palms with one another and then look at our hands. Now we are forever touched, transformed, merged with the other. There are symbols on our palms. (ancient runes?) Look -- on our hands are the ten teachings, ten words, ten power symbols, five opposite five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now journey into the heart: &lt;em&gt;“Unify our hearts to love and to be in awe of your name, your essence.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from Psalm 86)&lt;/span&gt; It’s not just awe. The translating scribe added love to the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to a time when you experienced so much love, light and joy and feel that love for God now. Go back in time also to when you were trembling in the presence of something so amazing, so overwhelming, so terribly vast and powerful, and also feel that awareness now before this vast presence. Marry these two acknowledgements inside your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What great devastation in your past do you still harbor? Bring this love to that place and melt that knot of sorrow and dismay so you can be like a little babe again – overflowing with infinite possibilities and all magnificent potential. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For more, see: RabbiShefaGold.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2600054438962300237?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2600054438962300237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2600054438962300237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2600054438962300237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2600054438962300237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/11/evening-with-shefa-gold-and-friends.html' title='An Evening with Shefa Gold and Friends'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-6533310416545689464</id><published>2007-10-31T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:12:49.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>You Are the Elect of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from In the Beginning, &lt;em&gt;Chayei/&lt;/em&gt;Sarah Lives, Genesis 23-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In this scripture the goddess of wisdom and artistry&lt;br /&gt;Appears as Sarah, Prophetess and partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of the patriarch Avraham, mother of Isaac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And godmother of Ishmael who is born on her lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah lives 127 years and dies in Hebron. While mourning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avraham speaks to the descendents of Het&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;127, 1+2+7=10, as in ten infinite depths, as in ten words&lt;br /&gt;As in ten power symbols on two tables of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Five opposite five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the elect of God, say they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who gives himself or herself utterly to God&lt;br /&gt;Becomes the elect of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury your dead in the choicest of sites &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the cave of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makpelah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;In the field of Ephron facing Mamre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The cave of &lt;em&gt;Makpelah&lt;/em&gt; is the double cave&lt;br /&gt;The cave inside the cave&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to Eden, says the &lt;em&gt;Zohar,&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;Book of Splendor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avraham gives Ephron 400 silvers&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is buried in the cave of the field of &lt;em&gt;Makpelah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“Field” usually indicates a state of refined consciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Four hundred silvers is code, O’ ye reapers of the field&lt;br /&gt;Silver indicates the infinite depth of the north&lt;br /&gt;From whence flows the dharma, the Torah, the eternal wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 is the power symbol &lt;em&gt;Tahv o&lt;/em&gt;n the tree of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pathway 'tween the kingdom of God and the foundation stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which, O’ Nobly Born, is your illumination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avraham takes anther wife Ketorah&lt;/strong&gt; (Spice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who bears Avraham&lt;/strong&gt; (more) &lt;strong&gt;descendents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hagar (the stranger) matures into Ketorah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who weds her beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He wills all he owns to Yitzak and while alive gives gifts&lt;br /&gt;To his other children by directing them&lt;/strong&gt; (us) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the land of the East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isaac (Yitzak) receives the mantle of leadership&lt;br /&gt;We are each evolving to become Isaac: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Laughter, joy, bliss personified. But how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By going to the land of the East, dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Entrance to a sacred temple of light, wisdom and love&lt;br /&gt;Avraham's gift to us: Rise at dawn, worship and meditate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enter the shrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life span of Avraham is 175 when he breathes his last&lt;br /&gt;Dying at a good ripe age, old and contented&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1+7+5=13 1+3=4. On the tree of life, the power symbol &lt;em&gt;Dalet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pathway between revelation and deep understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His childen Yitzak (Isaac) and Ishmael bury him&lt;br /&gt;In the cave of &lt;em&gt;Makpelah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Where to this day our matriarchs and patriarchs lie sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Avraham’s death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eloheem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;blesses Yitzak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Goddess blesses Isaac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mantra:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;You are the elect of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-6533310416545689464?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/6533310416545689464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=6533310416545689464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6533310416545689464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6533310416545689464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-are-elect-of-god.html' title='You Are the Elect of God'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-7359667162328770659</id><published>2007-10-22T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:00:01.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Is Anything Too Hard or Amazing for God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Vayera&lt;/em&gt; in&lt;em&gt; B’re-sheet&lt;/em&gt;/Genesis 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the entrance of the tent of meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) appears by the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“By the trees” &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;the entrance to a meeting place&lt;br /&gt;With&lt;em&gt; Yah,&lt;/em&gt; if one dares continue such a journey as this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three high beings standing near  (appear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, don’t pass by your servant&lt;br /&gt;He touches the ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Avraham can see something of their magnificence&lt;br /&gt;He knows of whom they are, and speaks&lt;br /&gt;As if speaking to God, while thinking:&lt;br /&gt;How can I graciously welcome them&lt;br /&gt;I know they’re not men and women&lt;br /&gt;Nor do they bathe in water or eat what we eat&lt;br /&gt;I’ll behave as if they are my human guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, let a little water be brought to you&lt;br /&gt;Bathe your feet&lt;br /&gt;Recline under the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do as you say, they reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Avraham shows us how to host&lt;br /&gt;Angels show us how to be guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah makes bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Goddess, nature is the Provider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will return to you when life is due&lt;br /&gt;Sarah laughs (You laughed. I didn’t. You did)&lt;br /&gt;Is anything too hard or amazing for God                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen: 18.1-15 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One informs Sarah she will become pregnant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She laughs, both because it’s so outrageous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At their ages, and because she’s so delighted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He catches her laughing. She denies it&lt;br /&gt;Playing with him (So they’ll call the baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yitzak&lt;/em&gt;, Isaac, laughter, joy.   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen 21.3&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is anything too hard or amazing for God!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a mantra passed on to us each from Sarah and Avraham&lt;br /&gt;It’s also a question, a consideration and a meditation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-7359667162328770659?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/7359667162328770659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=7359667162328770659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7359667162328770659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7359667162328770659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-anything-too-hard-or-amazing-for-god.html' title='Is Anything Too Hard or Amazing for God'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-9205132160330985664</id><published>2007-10-19T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T13:02:56.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Get Going!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from In the Beginning/Lech Lecha Genesis 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) says go forth from your native land&lt;br /&gt;To the land that I’m showing you&lt;br /&gt;All the families of earth will bless themselves by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avram sets out from Haran&lt;/strong&gt; (auspiciousness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the land of Canaan&lt;/strong&gt; (humility)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God appears to Avram and promises this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(This consciousness)&lt;strong&gt; to his offspring&lt;/strong&gt; (all of us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avram moves to the hill country&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And pitches his tent near Bethel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Let’s all of us pitch our tents near the house of God, &lt;em&gt;bet’ El&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He builds an altar there to God and invokes God’s name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A quality of God. By honoring and using various sacred names&lt;br /&gt;We may perceive and draw on various facets of the divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famine in the land&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avram goes down to Egypt, &lt;em&gt;mitzra-eem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a code and sign. Famine indicates entering&lt;br /&gt;The material realm with all its risks and attractions&lt;br /&gt;These are the straits, &lt;em&gt;mitzra-eem,&lt;/em&gt; in this scripture: &lt;em&gt;Egypt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must pass through this stage on our journeys home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Avram is about to enter the straits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He says to his wife Sarai&lt;br /&gt;I’m aware that you’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;We are spiritual sister and brother; please declare this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Egypt Sarai is praised before the King&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And carried to his palace &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sarai is the goddess riding on the vehicle of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remain alive thanks to one another&lt;br /&gt;Because of Sarai, it goes well with Avram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He acquires plenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; afflicts Pharaoh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and his house with big plagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pharaoh can be seen as the ego, the decider, who at first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wants whatever looks good, which can be misleading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin to learn that selfishness brings a mess of trouble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This in turn detaches us from chasing after only material successes&lt;br /&gt;The material realm begins to lose its grip on us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All this is a blessing from &lt;/strong&gt;the Goddess &lt;strong&gt;Sarai,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;wife of Avram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-9205132160330985664?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/9205132160330985664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=9205132160330985664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/9205132160330985664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/9205132160330985664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/10/get-going.html' title='Get Going!'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1473073595979784394</id><published>2007-10-11T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T09:00:04.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Notes from Noah: How to Live Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from B’re-sheet/In the Beginning, Genesis 6.9-9.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the generations of Noah&lt;br /&gt;A man righteous and wholehearted; Noah walks with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the earth becomes corrupt and full of violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Body ages, begins breaking down, readies to dissolve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God says to Noah &lt;/strong&gt;The Noah part of us hears the inner guidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wooden ark with compartments&lt;br /&gt;300 long, 50 wide, 30 high&lt;/strong&gt; Each numeral is a power symbol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Create light at the top in your ark&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Let there be light"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With an entrance on its side and with three decks &lt;/strong&gt;(levels)&lt;br /&gt;Visualize this ark in your heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m bringing the flood. Except for you&lt;br /&gt;The breath of life from under heaven is perishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What happens when we leave our physical bodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m establishing my covenant with you&lt;br /&gt;And your companion and your children. Enter the ark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Noah is a name for our soul. The ark is our covenant with God&lt;br /&gt;A pact made between us and our maker. Even as we agreed&lt;br /&gt;While still undifferentiated, to play the game of separate identities, we will never forget who we really are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the covenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take also into the ark every living thing of all flesh&lt;br /&gt;Both male and female who come unto you to keep them alive. Take food for yourselves and for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;These body cells contain all species of life. The parts of us&lt;br /&gt;Made of elements of earth return to their elementary nature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meanwhile, Noah, our soul, continues to be safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;Even in the presence of the angel of death to all flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 2nd month&lt;/strong&gt; (Iyar/Apr-May/Taurus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fountains of the great deep burst apart&lt;br /&gt;The windows of heaven break open&lt;br /&gt;Waters of the flood are on the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls forty days and forty nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Forty-forty repeats the letter symbol M, &lt;em&gt;mayim&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The element of water. The mother’s waters break -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The flood. We’re about to enter a new world: rebirth &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blotted out from earth is every living substance above ground. Only Noah and those with him remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There are three decks in the ark, three levels of faith&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the top deck everything in the world disappears&lt;br /&gt;Pure consciousness alone remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wind passes over the earth. The waters assuage&lt;br /&gt;In the 7th month&lt;/strong&gt; (Tishri/Sept-Oct/Libra) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ark comes to rest on Mt Ararat &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 10th month&lt;/strong&gt; (Tevet/Dec-Jan/Capricorn) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mountaintops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can be seen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah sends out a raven and a dove&lt;br /&gt;Which toward evening returns with a plucked olive leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of the new year&lt;/strong&gt; (Nisan/Mar-Apr/Aries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah removes the covering from the ark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second month&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Iyar&lt;/em&gt;/Apr-May/Taurus) &lt;strong&gt;the earth is dry&lt;br /&gt;God says to Noah: you and your family go forth from the ark. Bring every living thing. Be fruitful and multiply&lt;br /&gt;Replenish the earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go forth from the ark&lt;br /&gt;Be fruitful and multiply&lt;br /&gt;Replenish the earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we pass on what we’re given, we increase a thousand-fold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah builds an altar unto God&lt;/strong&gt; (and so can we)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In all generations you may re-establish your covenant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With me. The sign of our pact is my rainbow in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we see it, you and I, remember the pact between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;See a rainbow and remember this covenant with your divinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1473073595979784394?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1473073595979784394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1473073595979784394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1473073595979784394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1473073595979784394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/10/notes-from-noah-how-to-live-forever.html' title='Notes from Noah: How to Live Forever'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1005229440360508830</id><published>2007-10-05T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:40:59.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Where Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from In the Beginning/B’re-sheet Genesis 1.1-3.21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In-the-beginning&lt;/em&gt; creates &lt;em&gt;El&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(God and Goddess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The heavens and the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be light and separate it from darkness&lt;br /&gt;All living creatures be fertile and increase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s make humanity in &lt;em&gt;Eloheem’s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (in the Mother’s)&lt;strong&gt; image&lt;br /&gt;Creating male and female with plants for food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of heaven and earth:&lt;br /&gt;The seventh day, we declare it holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YHVH (God) forms humans from dust of the earth &lt;em&gt;(adamah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing into our nostrils the breath of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are living beings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(We awaken in the palace of existence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A garden is planted in Eden in the east&lt;br /&gt;With a tree of life in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Also knowledge of right and wrong&lt;/strong&gt; (duality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A river from Eden waters the garden,&lt;br /&gt;A land of gold and lapis lazuli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re free to eat from every tree in the garden&lt;br /&gt;If we eat the fruit of duality, we get both life and death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone? Let’s make a helpmate, birds and animals too.&lt;br /&gt;A deep sleep, now fashion woman, now fashion man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh&lt;/strong&gt; (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naked and unself-conscious, two become one flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For clothing God has made us garments of skin (of light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(The entire universe is our home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is calling to us now, saying “Where are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          (You have only limited time here.&lt;br /&gt;          What are you doing with your life?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1005229440360508830?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1005229440360508830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1005229440360508830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1005229440360508830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1005229440360508830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-are-you.html' title='Where Are You?'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-129469125692364537</id><published>2007-10-04T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:59:11.237-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Eleven Treasures – A Vast Wealth Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Devarim/Words in &lt;em&gt;V'zot Habracha&lt;/em&gt; Deuteronomy 33.1-34.12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God comes from Sinai with lightning flashing&lt;/strong&gt; (revelation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The tribes are assembling&lt;/strong&gt; (Draw forth these treasures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Ruben live and not die. Let his people be numbered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Ruben is our immortality. Each day we dedicate – counts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the voice of (King) Judah&lt;/strong&gt; (Genuine prayer enthrones us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levi, your breastplate is filled with faith, your prayer&lt;br /&gt;A sweet aroma&lt;/strong&gt; (Levi is the sincere devotee in us each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Benjamin, you dwell forever between the shoulders of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(God dwells between our shoulders in our Benjamin heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you Joseph, the dew of heaven, the best of worlds&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere treasures in the everlasting hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Joseph, our foundation stone, is the illumined sage within)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice Zebulon on your journeys and Issachar in your tents&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice in the mountains. Draw riches from the infinite depths &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Issachar charts the heavens. Zeb gets wealth from the seas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gad, a mighty one of valor, fulfills God’s design&lt;br /&gt;Blesses and enlarges us. Gad is a fierce lion protector&lt;br /&gt;Tearing arm and scalp, expanding east.&lt;/strong&gt; (Gad is our integrity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, a lion’s whelp springing forth&lt;/strong&gt; (a power goddess)&lt;br /&gt;(Eden, headwaters of the Jordon is Dan, a fountain of Torah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naftali is the land of opportunity awash in God’s blessings&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere gold&lt;/strong&gt; (compassion),&lt;strong&gt; everywhere wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Naftali is the wish-fulfilling gem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most blessed is Asher who dips his foot in oil, favorite of his kin&lt;br /&gt;Secure all his days.&lt;/strong&gt; (Generosity, meditation, silent service -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Asher is our children and this is our wealth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ancient one is our refuge. Be happy, O’ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YisraEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ye disciples of holiness,&lt;strong&gt; We are supported by everlasting arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be fearless now. Ascend the heights&lt;br /&gt;And view the lands that God is giving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-129469125692364537?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/129469125692364537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=129469125692364537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/129469125692364537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/129469125692364537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/10/eleven-treasures-vast-wealth-within.html' title='Eleven Treasures – A Vast Wealth Within'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-702042124588459407</id><published>2007-09-19T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T09:17:05.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Torn to Pieces -- Conversations with my Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Be Clear and Straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1971 Before we had an Ashram, I was on the Yogaville (Satchidananda Ashram) planning committee. We came up with a motto and a goal. I was in charge of getting lots of round pins made that we could wear on our shirts and blouses with &lt;em&gt;Let’s Will Yogaville&lt;/em&gt; printed on them. These we would distribute to be worn by those who were taking on this intention. At that time my guru, Swami Satchidananda, the Founder of Integral Yoga, told me, “Make the letters clear and straight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Over the years I’ve taken his guidance -- &lt;em&gt;make your letters clear and straight&lt;/em&gt; -- also to mean: Make your words clear and straight. Make your sentences clear and straight. Make your conversations clear and straight. And make the teachings clear and straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing a New Song&lt;/strong&gt; 1976 As a writer and editor, I listened carefully to the things Sri Gurudev said to us about how to write. “Don’t just collect the writings of others and string them together for an article or a book,” he said. “Use your own experiences, your own interpretation. This is your contribution.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the Psalms the shepherd David says, we are each called to “sing a new song” unto God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Completion&lt;/strong&gt; 1978 A number of us were traveling on a pilgrimage to holy places in India with Sri Gurudev. We’d been visiting holy temples and sites where great saints had lived and taught. Recently we’d visited the village and ashram of a local, much beloved guru who was the spiritual head of the whole town. He had sat and talked with our Gurudev and showed where his leg was hurting. Gurudev held our host’s leg and stroked it gently. The sage gave us each a treasure, a white top cloth that we could wear as we chose or carry folded over one shoulder. I really loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So thickly populated was this land that everywhere we went in India there were people. Even in the countryside and on rural roadsides there were always people around. But one occasion was different. Soon after our visit with the local sage, we were driving across south India not far from where Gurudev was raised as a child. He stopped our cars and beckoned for us to get out and walk with him silently across a dry, wide barren expanse of open land and rocks. As far as the eye could see, not a soul was anywhere in sight in all directions. We traversed flat dry ground of rocks and stony hollows for some time. Gurudev led us to the edge of a deep crevice or pit in the earth. Looking down into the steep well of jutting stones, all we could see far below was the harsh bottom of the pit. Gurudev then told us a story from his youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A local man had disappeared from the community for some time and could not be found. If he was alive, his family had been abandoned. If dead, no one knew and there was no completion, no funeral – just worry and alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As youths, Gurudev and a friend had chosen to go exploring – far beyond the safe areas their parents had given them permission to go. After some time they had come to this very place, and there down at the bottom of this pit they had found the body of the missing man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He pointed where the body had been lying. I leaned forward and looked down over the edge. At just that moment a slight wind arose and lifted the folded top cloth off my shoulders. I reached out, but missed it as it floated and fell before our eyes -- straight down to the bottom of the pit where Gurudev was pointing. It was a gift from a holy man. As I considered climbing down. Gurudev said. “Leave it.” And that’s just what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zen Master, Zen Students&lt;/strong&gt; 1980 I accompanied Sri Gurudev on a visit to the Providence, R.I. Zen Center of the late, ever ebullient Korean Zen master, Rev. Seung Sahn. In traditional robes of Zen monks, his American disciples, heads and chins clean-shaven, listened attentively to Sri Gurudev’s talk. Afterwards they approached him and, curious about his long hair and beard, said: “You’re a monk, are you not?” Why don’t you cut your hair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He sliced the fingers of his right hand across the fingers of his left. “I could cut my fingers all the same length too,” he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There were no more questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are many ways and styles of carriage one may take on as a stand for what one believes and does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Gift from God&lt;/strong&gt; 1986 Over a long period of time I was editing the Living Gita for publication. Finally, I turned it in to Publications. A few days later, Sri Gurudev called me and asked if my part of the writing and editing of the book was completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I think so,” I said hesitantly, wondering if I’d missed something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Are you sure?” he continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I couldn’t think of anything else. “Yes,” I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two days later he had Publications send me a check for a several thousand dollars – which was quite a surprise. I’d done the whole job over the years as Karma Yoga, as a service to the community. He waited until my part was complete so all my efforts were without expectation of financial reward. He helped me make a pure offering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I called him. “I can’t accept this, Gurudev.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yes, you can,” he said. “You’re householder; you have to earn money for your family. You can accept it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That night at a Saturday &lt;em&gt;satsang,&lt;/em&gt; a gathering of the community and guests to hear the timeless teachings, Gurudev told us that when God gives you a gift, don’t question it: “Am I really worthy of this or not?” A gift from God – you "accept it immediately," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No questions asked. No justification. Amazing grace, like the old song goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Dad&lt;/strong&gt; 1989 It was Father’s Day at the Virginia Ashram. I had been invited to give a short talk before Sri Gurudev’s &lt;em&gt;satsang &lt;/em&gt;– a sharing of the wisdom. My dad had passed away a year before and I missed him a lot. I told some stories of things I learned from my father when I was growing up, and then stories of things I’d learned from my spiritual father, from Sri Gurudev over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After Gurudev’s talk later that evening, he came over, put his hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. “Your father was here tonight,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Torn to Pieces&lt;/strong&gt; “Even the pious avoid a perfect saint,” said Rumi, the wonderful 13th century mystic poet. “Someone &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;surrendered and free&lt;/em&gt; is a lion,” the Sufi master continued. “Try to be friends with one and you’ll be torn to pieces instantly. In fact, you’ll become a lion. If you want to stay a cow, then stay away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After Gurudev had left his body, I dreamed one morning I was in his house talking with him. I told him the mistake I made was trying to get close to him through Shanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You used another’s friendship to be my friend?” he remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yes,” I admitted. Then we hugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the dream his children came running, a boy and a girl. “Father, someone is buying our house.” We noticed that the roof needed some support. He looked over at me for assistance. Quickly I called a few people. “Friends, can you spare a few moments to help us shore up this roof?” People came right over and we shored the roof laughing. (It took us awhile to let go each other, so closely were we bonded.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-waking from this dream, I remembered Rumi saying, if you try to be friends with a lion, you’ll be torn to pieces. Someone asked: “Did you try to be friends with a lion?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yes, I did.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Are you a lion now yourself?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know, but I have been torn to pieces.”&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-702042124588459407?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/702042124588459407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=702042124588459407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/702042124588459407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/702042124588459407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/09/torn-to-pieces-conversations-with-my.html' title='Torn to Pieces -- Conversations with my Guru'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2974457275435859789</id><published>2007-09-13T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:18:50.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>The Eagle – A Call to Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Devarim/Words in Ha’azinu   Deut. 32.1-52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven and earth are called to hear these words&lt;br /&gt;Which come down as rain showering on young growth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the days of old. Ask your ancestors to inform you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your spiritual elders will teach you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it not God, our father and mother, who made us&lt;br /&gt;And establishes us, even now having us endure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rock&lt;/strong&gt; (solid foundation)&lt;strong&gt; whose actions are perfect&lt;br /&gt;Whose ways are always just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the eagle rousing its nest, hovering above its young&lt;br /&gt;God empowers and hovers over us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we become course and extravagant, we lose sight of you&lt;br /&gt;I hide my countenance. I can reduce you to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Leaving not a trace of your existence&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Ayin,&lt;/em&gt; no-thing, just this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our enemy is false perception thinking: “There is no God&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who deserves the credit.” No discernment&lt;br /&gt;And as for the demons who pursue us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Selfishness, greed, lust, anger and hatred) &lt;strong&gt;Disaster is nigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now clean the land and all nations bear witness:&lt;br /&gt;My arrows are drunk with blood. My sword devours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Look straight into these power images. This is an entrance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping misfortune, bloated by famine, ravaged by plague&lt;br /&gt;Deadly pestilence and the attack of fanged beasts let loose&lt;br /&gt;Poisonous serpents creeping and striking from the dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The terror within and from without -- death dealt by the blade&lt;br /&gt;To everyone: young men and maidens, the aged and babies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who God vindicates is vindicated&lt;br /&gt;God’s portion are those who choose God. We are God’s people&lt;br /&gt;The strength of our enemies wanes even now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there is none other than I&lt;br /&gt;I deal death and give life. I wound and heal&lt;br /&gt;And I live forever&lt;/strong&gt;  (I am the&lt;em&gt; I am&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2974457275435859789?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2974457275435859789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2974457275435859789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2974457275435859789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2974457275435859789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/09/eagle-call-to-return.html' title='The Eagle – A Call to Return'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3179830485100792258</id><published>2007-09-03T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:09:58.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Enter the Covenant - Cross over the Jordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enter the Covenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Devarim&lt;/em&gt;/Words in &lt;em&gt;Nitzavim&lt;/em&gt;   Deuteronomy 29.9-30.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We stand this day all of us before God&lt;br /&gt;Let us enter again into the sacred covenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(“If you’ll be our God, we’ll be your people”&lt;br /&gt;  “If you’ll be my people, I’ll be your God”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus God is established as our beloved&lt;br /&gt;And we are established as God’s people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we return to God and heed these teachings&lt;br /&gt;With all heart and soul, God restores our fortunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(As we walk the Blessing Way, we too are blessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is bringing us together from the four corners of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Into the land our ancestors occupied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(An awakened state. All our parts come together in oneness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walk in these teachings&lt;br /&gt;God opens our hearts to love all and serve all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experience abounding prosperity in all our undertakings&lt;br /&gt;God delights in our well-being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set before us this day is life or death, prosperity or adversity&lt;br /&gt;Heaven and earth are called and present to witness our choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely this isn’t baffling to you – or beyond your reach&lt;br /&gt;Choose life, choose love, choose the Lord your God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the way of these teachings; thrive and increase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By following these teachings and holding fast to their source&lt;br /&gt;We will live and long endure in this Promised Land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the awarenesses of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Of loving-kindness, courage and perfected faith)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cross Over the Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Devarim&lt;/em&gt;/Words in&lt;em&gt; Vayelech&lt;/em&gt;  Deuteronomy 31.1-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you cross over the Jordan, God crosses at your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(As we transcend, we are crowned with divinity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroying the nations already there&lt;/strong&gt; (Fear, worry, greed &lt;/div&gt;Dullness, criticism, sense of lack and self-righteousness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;And Joshua&lt;/strong&gt; (the invincible)&lt;strong&gt; goes over before you&lt;br /&gt;Now be strong and of good courage&lt;br /&gt;It’s &lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; who goes with you and God doesn’t fail or forsake you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Joshua&lt;/strong&gt; (in us)&lt;strong&gt; God says: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go with the people into the land and cause them to inherit it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I go before you; fear nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach this song to your children and students&lt;br /&gt;A song of witnessing &lt;/strong&gt;(observing without judging)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song bringing us into a land flowing with milk and honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song never forgotten for all generations, revealing&lt;br /&gt;God is the witness, the omniscient and the omnipresent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assemble all the people and speak these teachings&lt;br /&gt;That all may hear and have awe before God&lt;br /&gt;And be moved to walk in the Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And children to come will also hear and learn the Way&lt;br /&gt;In doing this, you will live long in the land over the Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(A Promised Land -- of illumination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this book of wisdom-instruction and put it&lt;/strong&gt; (in your heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beside the Ark of the Covenant with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat your fill.  As you wax fat&lt;/strong&gt; (be careful not to)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn to other gods &lt;/strong&gt;(but look within for)&lt;strong&gt; the Levities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(The holiness within) &lt;strong&gt;bearing the Ark of the Covenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assemble all your elders and leaders and call heaven and earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To witness&lt;/strong&gt; (this revelation that)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I am alive and in your midst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses is writing the song of the Torah this very day&lt;br /&gt;Teaching the letters and words to us even now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(And listen:) &lt;strong&gt;Singing this song into our ears and into our hearts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3179830485100792258?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3179830485100792258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3179830485100792258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3179830485100792258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3179830485100792258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/09/enter-covenant-cross-over-jordan.html' title='Enter the Covenant - Cross over the Jordan'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3404054119682302234</id><published>2007-08-27T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:45:43.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Paint This Story on the Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Devarim&lt;/em&gt;/Words in &lt;em&gt;Ki Tavo&lt;/em&gt;   Deuteronomy 26.1-29.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are standing this day before God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the Jordon and enter the land God is giving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Come into the land of awakening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make an altar of unhewn stones&lt;br /&gt;A place to re-dedicate your life to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Love all and serve all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up great stones.  Paint this story on the stones&lt;br /&gt;Plaster and write on them the words of God’s teachings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(The story is in the stones, in the letters. Each is a symbol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cry out and with a strong hand&lt;br /&gt;God brings us forth from the straits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this place -- a land of milk and honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Nirvanna, mind-nakedness, nothing lacking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the voices of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop wood, carry water  &lt;/strong&gt;(Do your work, do your calling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tithe the tithe of your increase&lt;/strong&gt;  (Steady on, steady on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consecrate your home&lt;br /&gt;By sharing with people so they won’t be in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what God does before our very eyes&lt;br /&gt;Delighting in making us prosperous and multiplying us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our abundance let us serve all in joy and gladness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Say aloud) &lt;strong&gt;“My father was a wandering Aramean”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A treasured people are we who walk in the &lt;em&gt;Tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Along the natural way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the glory of God’s praises we are uplifted to be holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now call out to God: Look forth from your sacred abode&lt;br /&gt;And bless your people and this land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3404054119682302234?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3404054119682302234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3404054119682302234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3404054119682302234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3404054119682302234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/paint-this-story-on-stones.html' title='Paint This Story on the Stones'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-9175865944726460951</id><published>2007-08-19T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:36:39.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Fulfill the Words that Cross your Lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Devarim/Words in &lt;em&gt;Ki Tetze&lt;/em&gt; Deuteronomy 21.10 -25.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go and wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is the camp of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say you’ll do something, do it!&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill the words that cross your lips &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(This is empowering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel impure, bathe in clean water&lt;br /&gt;And re-dedicate yourself to your most noble intentions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use honest weights and measures&lt;br /&gt;With no alternate weights in your pouch&lt;br /&gt;In this way endure in the land of your sacred inheritance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be indifferent to another’s difficulties or losses&lt;br /&gt;Assist however you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re always free to divorce&lt;/strong&gt; (No one owns another)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you marry, consider it forever&lt;br /&gt;Give happiness to the person you marry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t regularly dress yourself as someone you are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t prostitute yourself&lt;br /&gt;Even for what you consider a sacred cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lend to relatives and friends without charging interest&lt;br /&gt;Thus, God blesses you in all your undertakings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never defame anyone&lt;br /&gt;Or speak disrespectfully of their intimate life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever takes sexual advantage of an innocent woman or man&lt;br /&gt;Must stand face to face before our mother and father in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t abhor or exclude anyone who may derive from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another culture, ethnic background or nationality &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Including those from races or lands where we were persecuted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to forget Amalek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(“Beware of pride until your dying day.” – &lt;em&gt;Baal Shem Tov)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-9175865944726460951?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/9175865944726460951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=9175865944726460951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/9175865944726460951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/9175865944726460951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/fulfill-words-that-cross-your-lips.html' title='Fulfill the Words that Cross your Lips'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-7585055397576093372</id><published>2007-08-16T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T13:44:33.069-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Kabbaklah for Beginners Only (4) -- God Has Given You Treasure</title><content type='html'>Out of envy, Yosuf was strippd of his coat of many colors and sold into slavery by ten of his brothers, all but Rubin and Binyamin (Benjamin) who weren't present. He was carried down to Egypt, but over the next 17 years he rose up to become the Prime Minister, second only to Pharoah. During a long famine his father Jacob sends his brothers to Egypt for grain. They come to Yosuf, but don't recognize him and he imprisons one of them, Shimon, and sends them home loaded with grain, but won't see them again, he says, until they bring Binyamin, the favorite after Yosuf disappeared. Yakov is hesitant but he is the sheik of an extended family community whose children are facing starvation. Reluctantly Yakov sends Binyamin along on the second trip to Egypt, praying that no tragedy will befall them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With the gifts and double money in our hands -- and Binyamin&lt;br /&gt;We rise up and go down to Egypt (into the straits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stand before&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yosuf &lt;/strong&gt;(the governor of Egypt, the magician) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sees Binyamin&lt;/strong&gt; (his brother) &lt;strong&gt;and says, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare the meal. They’ll dine with me at noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearful, we are brought into Yosuf’s house. To the steward&lt;br /&gt;We say: We found our money in the mouth of our sacks&lt;br /&gt;We’ve brought it back and other money also -- to buy food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says: Peace be to you. Fear nothing.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The God of your fathers and mothers -- and your God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has given you treasure in your sacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Surely this is a beautiful Torah mantra we can affirm and repeat&lt;br /&gt;“Be peaceful. Fear nothing. God has given me treasure in my sack”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brings Shimon (to us) and gives us water for bathing&lt;br /&gt;We wash our feet and food is given to our animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Shimon looks good. Shimon is quiet and peaceful, and glad to see us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Yosuf arrives we present our gifts and bow flat out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Through an interpreter) &lt;strong&gt;He asks, Is your father well? We say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he’s still alive. Yosuf says, is this your youngest brother&lt;br /&gt;God be gracious to you, he says to Binyamin, and hurries away&lt;br /&gt;To weep for his heart so yearns for his brother. Then he returns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now set on bread (the meal), he commands&lt;br /&gt;He is served at his table and we at ours, for the Egyptians&lt;br /&gt;Do not dine with the Hebrews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hebrews, descendents of Eber, a patriarch-sage appearing&lt;br /&gt;In the ten generation geneology from Noah to Abraham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We marvel to see that our places have been set in an order&lt;br /&gt;From the first-born unto the youngest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portions from before the Prime Minister are taken to us each&lt;br /&gt;Binyamin’s portion is five times so much as any of ours&lt;br /&gt;We drink with (the governor of the land) and are happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Note that the brothers are not envious of Binyamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who appears to be the Prime Minister’s favorite&lt;br /&gt;Yosuf was given a coat of many colors&lt;br /&gt;Binyamin gets five times as much as the others &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen 43.34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stealing Silver, Stealing Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosuf commands that our sacks be filled with food&lt;br /&gt;And he puts every person’s money in the mouth of his sack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says to also put his own silver goblet in Binyamin’s sack&lt;br /&gt;At morning light we are sent away with our donkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have gone not far from the city, he tells his steward&lt;br /&gt;Follow, overtake them and say: Why reward evil for good&lt;br /&gt;Is not this in which my lord drinks and divines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are overtaken and reply: Far be it from us to do such a thing&lt;br /&gt;How could we ever steal silver or gold from the lord’s house&lt;br /&gt;If you find it here, that person shall die and we’ll be your slaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Silver and gold are literal examples of wealth, and also symbols&lt;br /&gt;Silver and gold are the infinite depths of courage and compassion&lt;br /&gt;They must be earned. They can never be stolen&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you say: In whose possession (the goblet) is found&lt;br /&gt;Will be my bondsman (slave) and the rest of you will be blameless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurriedly we take down our sacks and open them&lt;br /&gt;He searches beginning at the eldest to the youngest&lt;br /&gt;In Binyamin’s sack the goblet is found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tear our clothes&lt;/strong&gt; (in grief),&lt;strong&gt; reload our animals and return to the city&lt;br /&gt;We fall on the ground before Yosuf, who demands&lt;br /&gt;What have you done? Don’t you know that I see the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has found out our iniquity, says Yahudah. What can we say&lt;br /&gt;How do we clear ourselves? We are your bondsmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far be it from me to do so, replies Yosuf. Just the man&lt;br /&gt;In whose hand the goblet has been found. He’ll be my slave&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of you -- go in peace unto your father&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen.44.17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The test is before us every moment&lt;br /&gt;Give up your cleverness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;More to come. See: Kabbalah for Beginners, Parts 1-3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;posted earlier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-7585055397576093372?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/7585055397576093372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=7585055397576093372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7585055397576093372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7585055397576093372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/kabbaklah-for-beginners-only-4-god-has.html' title='Kabbaklah for Beginners Only (4) -- God Has Given You Treasure'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4822827696124241713</id><published>2007-08-12T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:53:36.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Give the Best You Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Devarim/Words in Shoftim   Deut. 16.18-21.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the best you have to God&lt;br /&gt;This is an offering without blemish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who chooses God is chosen by God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let &lt;em&gt;Yah, God, (Yud-Heh-Vahv-Heh) &lt;/em&gt;put thoughts in our minds&lt;br /&gt;Words in our mouths and actions in our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the land God is giving you; occupy and settle it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pursue justice and righteousness and in this way&lt;br /&gt;Thrive and occupy the land of your holy inheritance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something is baffling to you, go to a sacred place&lt;br /&gt;Present your bafflement as an offering&lt;br /&gt;Listen for wise guidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you hear from your intuition and conscience&lt;br /&gt;Do it right away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect others’ boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t take bribes or gifts that blind you from wisdom&lt;br /&gt;And pervert your words from speaking the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put judges and officers at all your gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Watching what’s coming in your ears, eyes, nostrils, mouth&lt;br /&gt;And what’s going out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be fearless in battle even against overwhelming odds&lt;br /&gt;God is with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never set yourself above anyone&lt;br /&gt;Walk the middle path&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reign in enlightenment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wholehearted with God. With your life&lt;br /&gt;Write your own Torah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live that your life may become scripture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By keeping these letters near and looking daily into these teachings, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All through your life you will be enthroned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4822827696124241713?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4822827696124241713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4822827696124241713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4822827696124241713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4822827696124241713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/give-best-you-have.html' title='Give the Best You Have'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-6693610443862150032</id><published>2007-08-09T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:55:34.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Kabbalah for Beginners Only (3) --       What is God Doing to Us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jealous of their father's love for Yosuf (Joseph), his brothers ambush him, strip him of his coat of many colors, throw him in a pit and then sell him into slavery. He is taken down into Egypt, but over the next 17 years he rises up to become the Prime Minister to Pharaoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                  God Makes Me Fruitful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yosuf marries the priestess Asenath (Zuleika)&lt;br /&gt;And travels through the land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She wins his heart.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(See the Qur’n) Sufi mystics tell a great love story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Between Yosuf and the woman who had him thrown into the dungeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She repents and after her husband dies, takes on many austerities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Becoming ever more purified until her inner beauty&lt;br /&gt;Becomes so evident and radiant, Yosuf can no longer resist her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the seven years of plenty the earth brings forth in heaps&lt;br /&gt;He gathers and lays up all the food in the cities and the fields&lt;br /&gt;So much as the sand of the seas until they leave off counting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the famine two children are born to Asenath and Yosuf&lt;br /&gt;Manasseh meaning God makes me forget my toil&lt;br /&gt;And Ephraim meaning God makes me fruitful&lt;/strong&gt; (a mantra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children as named in scripture are often fruits or qualities described &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That we may draw on also. What a blessing to let go the past&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing to be fruitful and prosperous for the benefit of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the lands the seven years of famine begin&lt;br /&gt;But there’s bread (food) in Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the land of Egypt is famished, the people cry to Pharaoh&lt;br /&gt;Go to Yosuf, he says. Yosuf opens the store houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the countries come to Egypt to buy corn (grain)            &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen. 41.57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They come to Yosuf who's called &lt;em&gt;Zaphenat-Paneah&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Food-Man-of-the-Living (the Provider). He’s feeding everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                 Provisions for the Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s famine in the land of Canaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yakov (Jacob) learns there’s corn in Egypt and says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why look at one another&lt;br /&gt;Go down there and buy some that we may live and not die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosuf’s ten brothers go down to Egypt, but not Benyamin&lt;br /&gt;Lest harm befall him, says Yakov. The sons of YisraEl (Yakov) go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosuf is governing the land and selling food to all the people&lt;br /&gt;His brothers come and bow before him faces to the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees and knows them, but makes himself strange to them&lt;br /&gt;He remembers his dreams and says: Where do you come from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He is dressed and bearded as an Egyptian noble&lt;br /&gt;He uses an interpreter to speak with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Canaan to buy food. Maybe you’re spies, he says&lt;br /&gt;To see the nakedness of the land. My lord, we’re your servants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re all one man’s sons and upright men, twelve brothers&lt;br /&gt;The youngest is with our father and one is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see if there’s truth in your words, says Yosuf.&lt;br /&gt;One of you go get your brother. Until then you’ll be bound here&lt;br /&gt;He imprisons them all together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The tradition calls Yosuf a tzaddik, a righteous one&lt;br /&gt;And an enlightened spiritual master. In that context&lt;br /&gt;Observe how Yosuf is leading his brothers toward redemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day Yosuf says, because I’m in awe of God&lt;br /&gt;If you’re truly upright men, let one of you be bound in prison&lt;br /&gt;But go, take food for your families and bring your brother back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They speak to one another: Concerning our brother&lt;br /&gt;Surely we’re guilty. We saw his distress. He besought us&lt;br /&gt;But we would not hear. Thus has this distress come upon us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, don’t sin against the youth, says Rubin,&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t hear. Now his blood is required of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ever since Yakov’s grief overwhelmed him – and all of them&lt;br /&gt;Yosuf’s brothers sorely repented their cruel jealousy and envy&lt;br /&gt;Since then, their conspiracy has bound them in guilt&lt;br /&gt;They are not surprised by their fate, even accepting of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing Yosuf can understand them &lt;/strong&gt;(There’s no interpreter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He turns away to weep. Then he returns and says&lt;br /&gt;Take that one (Shimon) and bind him before their eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Each of us gets just what we need for our illumination and fullness&lt;br /&gt;This is not always obvious and calls forth our faith&lt;br /&gt;Shimon has a magnificent destiny. But in his unenlightened youth&lt;br /&gt;He is strong and very proud. When his humility arises, he will awaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Unbeknownst to them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Yosuf commands:&lt;br /&gt;Fill their vessels with food. Restore every man his money&lt;br /&gt;And give them provisions for the way               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen 42.26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                           What is God Doing to Us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We depart and at a lodging place on the way open our sacks&lt;br /&gt;See our money in the mouths of our sacks and trembling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exclaim: Our money is restored. What is God doing to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A question that we all wonder at one time or another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come to Yakov our father in Canaan and report it all:&lt;br /&gt;He said, bring your youngest brother I’ll know you’re not spies&lt;br /&gt;And look, every man’s bundle of money was in his sack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakov: You’ve bereaved me of my children Yosuf and Shimon&lt;br /&gt;And now you’d take away Benyamin (Benjamin)? Rubin urges him&lt;br /&gt;Slay my two children if I don’t bring Benyamin back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sure, Yakov will kill his own grandchildren? Rubin’s wasting his breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother is dead. My son will not go down with you&lt;br /&gt;If harm befalls him, you'll bring down my grey hair to the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yosuf and Benyamin are the only children of Yakov’s beloved Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Who died giving birth to Benyamin. Yosuf seemed to be the favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now Benyamin, the youngest of them, all is especially dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But famine is sore in the land and the food from Egypt is eaten&lt;br /&gt;Go again, says Yakov, buy a little food. Yahudah (Judah) speaks&lt;br /&gt;The man said we won’t see his face less our brother be with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send the young man with me that we may live and not die&lt;br /&gt;Also our little ones. I’ll be surety for him.&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t bring him to you, I’ll bear the blame forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What good is blame? says Yakov, will that bring back the dead?&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know you and Rubin will try to protect him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YisraEl (Yakov illumined) says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take of choice fruits of the land as a present&lt;br /&gt;Also balm, honey and spices and double money in your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yisra-El literally translates: the one who wrestles with God&lt;br /&gt;And/or: the one who goes straight to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also take your brother and arise. Go to the man&lt;br /&gt;And God Almighty give you mercy. And as for me&lt;br /&gt;If I am bereaved of my children, I am bereaved          &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gen. 43.14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes in life there’s only one choice&lt;br /&gt;And God Almighty give you mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                  More to kome  See Sections 1 and 2 also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-6693610443862150032?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/6693610443862150032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=6693610443862150032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6693610443862150032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6693610443862150032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/kabbalah-for-beginners-only-3-what-is.html' title='Kabbalah for Beginners Only (3) --       What is God Doing to Us?'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8374429400915144393</id><published>2007-08-07T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:01:31.112-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Who Does God Worship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a story my guru Swami Satchidananda used to tell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Lord Vishnu was walking around the palace carrying a small wooden box, looking into it with great interest and holding it very closely, like a precious treasure, again and again peering in very closely, even reverently. His wife Lakshmi saw his going about like that and became curious. "What's in the box, dear?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh nothing, nothing," he said and quickly hid it behind his back. But she saw him do that and got up and came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on now, what's in that box, honey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing at all to concern yourself with," said Lord Vishnu. But then he looked in the box again very closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, give it to me," demanded his wife, putting her hand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no," said Vishnu. But after all, Lakshmi is the Goddess. So she simply reached over and took it out of his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood still and watched her. Lakshmi opened the box and peered inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. She couldn't see anything. She peered very closely. Then she said, "Why there's nothing in here but some dust." And she leaned close pursing her lips to blow it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, stop!" cried Vishnu. She froze. Gently he took the box from her hands and held it before her. "See, this is dust from my devotees' feet," he said. "It's the most precious of all that I have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look at that,” said Gurudev, “the Lord worshipping the dust of his devotees' feet. That shows you how precious to God is your devotion.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8374429400915144393?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8374429400915144393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8374429400915144393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8374429400915144393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8374429400915144393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-does-god-worship.html' title='Who Does God Worship?'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1975573165859609717</id><published>2007-08-06T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:20:17.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Don’t Come Empty-Handed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Devarim/Words in Re’eh  Deuteronomy 11.26-16.17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day I set before you a blessing or a curse&lt;br /&gt;Hearken to God’s teachings or ignore the wise guidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass over the Jordan; go in and possess the land&lt;br /&gt;God is expanding your borders&lt;br /&gt;(Your holdings and your understanding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroy the nations you are dispossessing&lt;br /&gt;Who have been serving lesser gods&lt;br /&gt;(Vanity, self-image, greed, selfishness, gossip, anger, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is blessing you and causing you to rest&lt;br /&gt;From all your enemies round about you&lt;br /&gt;(Those old thought patterns)&lt;br /&gt;Dwell in safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice before God with your sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;And also with those who serve you&lt;br /&gt;And with the Levite (the holiness) within your gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love God with your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Do what is right and good in God’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a people consecrated to God&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice before God in all that you put your hand unto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside every year a tenth part of the yield&lt;br /&gt;Spend the money as you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t harden your heart before the needy&lt;br /&gt;Rather open your hand; give readily without regrets&lt;br /&gt;Feed outsiders, orphans, widows and widowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we were enslaved&lt;br /&gt;Remember the day of our departure from bondage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice in the evening at sundown&lt;br /&gt;Don’t come before God empty-handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each bring our own gift&lt;br /&gt;According to the blessings God is bestowing on us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1975573165859609717?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1975573165859609717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1975573165859609717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1975573165859609717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1975573165859609717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-come-empty-handed.html' title='Don’t Come Empty-Handed'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-5871174555790232469</id><published>2007-08-02T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:20:38.366-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>Hand in Hand with the Beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The world you see is all a projection of your mind.&lt;/strong&gt; Everything you actually see is seen inside your head on the back of your retina in an upside-down image. Your mind turns the perceptions over and makes a story out of it. The story is a lot what you inherited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may be attached to this world of survival&lt;/strong&gt;, right and wrong, devils and angels, the righteous and the sinners. You are right and the evil ones are wrong. Without realizing it, most of us most of the time would rather be right than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The time is ripe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to let go&lt;/strong&gt; those old stories and declare yourself free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is not necessarily an evil. Death is a doorway, perhaps to a sweeter land. And sin -- sin is “missing the mark.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since the God we love and worship&lt;/strong&gt; is both omnipotent (almighty) and compassionate (all-loving), then certainly it must be God's will that people sometimes suffer, including me and you. It must be part of the great mystery of life. At least something good comes from our suffering -- you and other great souls are touched and filled with compassion and dedicate your lives to the benefit of everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the martial arts -- judo and karate, even Tai Chi. Will they completely disappear in heaven? And chess too -- no books on how to play chess better? All gone when war goes away? Don't you think, like peace, war is also part of God's design?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God's holy mountain&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;em&gt;Zion,&lt;/em&gt; the realm of active belief, faith. The prophet painted a picture of paradise -- when the wolf eats grass and the lion lies down with the lamb. The wolf eats the grass of the field when he's feeling sick and needs to throw up. Otherwise, in wolf heaven, he'd prefer something else to dine on, I assure you. The prophet should have said, "... then the cattle will eat the grass of the field..." That's more like it, the way heaven ought to be, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make your life into myth&lt;/strong&gt;; write your own legend. Include peace for all, if that's the world you choose to live in. No more "very soons." No more "hopefully’s." Don't wait any longer. Be bold. Go for it. Step into it. Declare it so and live it yourself. Gandhi said, "Live the possibility you want for others." Jesus says, "You will all do even more than I am doing. Here, stand up on my shoulders ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The war of good versus evil&lt;/strong&gt;, with evil ultimately vanquished by the victorious Godhead -- was useful for some years, but is not always useful to you. Consider other games in the unfolding of your life. Write your own myth with your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A time comes when you declare yourself&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;no longer a "seeker."&lt;/strong&gt; Declare yourself "the finder!" Of course, you can always take refuge at the feet of the shepherd. But look and listen – you are being called now to swing out through the stars, hand in hand with your beloved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-5871174555790232469?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/5871174555790232469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=5871174555790232469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5871174555790232469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5871174555790232469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/hand-in-hand-with-beloved.html' title='Hand in Hand with the Beloved'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-6395713643445707345</id><published>2007-08-01T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:05:50.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>In the Land of Nothing Lacking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from Devarim/Words in Ekev, Deuteronomy 7.12-11.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen &lt;em&gt;YisraEl &lt;/em&gt;(put your own name here)&lt;br /&gt;You are (to transcend) pass over the Jordan “this day”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this is required: Respect God with awe. Walk in the &lt;em&gt;Tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Love and serve all (God in manifestation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be stiff-necked. Cut away the thickness about your heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Don’t be proud; be soft-hearted and compassionate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) tests and proves us to (let us) see what’s in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Hardships strengthen us like a father trains his children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ascend the mountain and receive the tablets of stone&lt;br /&gt;Tablets of the Covenant inscribed with the fingers of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your own eyes -- see the glory is everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever think it’s your doing. Remember, it’s God&lt;br /&gt;Who gives us power to get wealth and fulfill the Covenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brings us to a good land of brooks, fountains and depths&lt;br /&gt;Of fruitful vines, trees and honey, a land of nothing lacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat and be satisfied, and give thanks to God&lt;br /&gt;For bringing us here and giving us this good land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God separates the tribe of Levi to bear the Ark of the Covenant&lt;br /&gt;To stand before, minister to and bless in God’s names&lt;br /&gt;To this day &lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (the Lord) is Levi’s inheritance&lt;br /&gt;(The Levite in us supports holy places and teaches the Way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice these instructions. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They empower you to possess the land (of non-duality) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And occupy the land of nothing lacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay up these words in your heart and soul. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set them as signs on your hands and symbols on your forehead &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Meditate on these letters and teachings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus we dislodge all ignorance in us&lt;br /&gt;And see that everywhere we tread is our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be fearless. God is in our midst. None can stand against us &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-6395713643445707345?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/6395713643445707345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=6395713643445707345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6395713643445707345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6395713643445707345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-land-of-nothing-lacking.html' title='In the Land of Nothing Lacking'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8966955444075677624</id><published>2007-07-28T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:42:17.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><title type='text'>A Strong Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selections from &lt;em&gt;Devarim&lt;/em&gt;/Words in Va-Ethannan Deuteronom 3.23-7.11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scattered among the peoples – seek God with all heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Listen&lt;em&gt; YisraEl&lt;/em&gt; (all truth wrestlers getting it straight)&lt;br /&gt;The Lord your God is the oneness of everything everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;Yah El&lt;/em&gt; (the Lord your God). I hear the pleas of my people.&lt;br /&gt;I’m bringing you up from the narrow places&lt;br /&gt;Be careful and walk the way I’m showing and teaching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now see with your own eyes:&lt;br /&gt;A mountain flaming high into a dark dense sky&lt;br /&gt;A mighty voice speaking out of fire and thick clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming ten sounds, ten words&lt;br /&gt;Ten symbols inscribed on two tables of stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a strong hand God rescues us from blinding bondage&lt;br /&gt;Out of the midst of fire, &lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;speaks with us face to face&lt;br /&gt;And strikes a covenant with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beyond any manner of likeness one could draw or engrave&lt;br /&gt;I show mercy for thousands of generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honor your parents and long endure and increase greatly&lt;br /&gt;Sacred is the Sabbath, a seventh day – make it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Of course) don’t murder people or be adulterous&lt;br /&gt;Or steal from each other or bear false witness against anyone&lt;br /&gt;Or covet your neighbor’s spouse or home or vehicles or wealth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten words &lt;em&gt;Alef, Bayt, Gimal, Dalet, Heh,&lt;br /&gt;Vahv, Zayin, cHet, Tet, Yohd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impress them in the hearts of your children&lt;br /&gt;Bind them as a sign on your hands and between your eyes&lt;br /&gt;On the doorposts of your house and write them on your gates &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(They are your gates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make God your treasure, you’ll find God’s love is on you&lt;br /&gt;Be a nation who has God close at hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go the mountain top. Strike a covenant with God.&lt;br /&gt;Inherit the good land &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8966955444075677624?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8966955444075677624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8966955444075677624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8966955444075677624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8966955444075677624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/07/strong-hand.html' title='A Strong Hand'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3976034402274057381</id><published>2007-07-25T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:35:22.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'>The Angel Fish</title><content type='html'>I asked the captain of the Icebreaker to lay over for awhile. My men and I leapt into the icy arctic waters wearing drysuits, rubber mittens and booties inside our long fins and even rubber head gear. Only our faces outside our facemasks were exposed to the ice water. Thus we swam across the Arctic Circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a cave mentioned in the Book of Genesis, where the patriarchs and matriarchs lie buried, the Cave of Makpela, which means the double cave, the cave inside the cave, an entrance to Eden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was missing my old swim buddy. Jack and I went through Navy Frogman training together. He was one of those guys that things always seemed to go right for. He was a great swimmer, a fine athlete, light-haired and light-hearted, wiry and strong. An easy-going, handsome Navy Seal and a very laid back guy. The girls loved him. I was a bit envious. He was raised in Florida and very much at home in the oceans of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off the rubber mittens just for a minute to check my depth gage and the knife on my belt. When I tried to climb the roap-ladder back onto the ship – I had to be hauled aboard. I’d lost so many heat calories through my hands in just that one minute, I was nearly out of strength. Learn and live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way toward the north pole to the Distant Early Warning Site, riding for a few weeks on this Icebreaker ship that was bringing supplies to the men who manned that station on 18 month assignments in the frigid north. But this was summer and the ship could almost get into shore. Some icebergs in the harbor blocked the way. Good job for Frogmen with plastic explosives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe just a few weeks ago I was in the Caribbean swimming with dolphins, going on deep water scuba dives with Jack, blowing up cliff sides on a deserted island to practice making landing ramps for Marines who would want to hit the beach running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day – just for fun –- we re-mixed the gas in our air tanks, lowering the oxygen percentage so if we went way down we wouldn’t absorb too much oxygen and get drunk down there – Raptures of the Deep, they call it – and it’s dangerous. Swimmers have been known to take off their bottles and mouthpieces and hand them to fish passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mile or so off the coast of St.Thomas we swam way, way down 300-350 feet. We found an old wreck and several thick glass oval-shaped beer or ale bottles that the sailors must have tossed over a century or more before. I still have one. Just then in the deep -- a huge, but gossamer thin angel fish swam between us. It was as big as we were were. I could see Jack’s outline through the translucent body of the angel fish, very cool. The Caribbean water is clear as glass for hundreds of feet; it’s so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the surface we had to stop about 20 feet down for about 15 minutes and decompress -- letting the compressed air out of our blood streams, back into our lungs and exhaled out into sea. We’d get the bends if we went right up to the surface after being that deep for that long. While we were hovering there waiting, a school of yellow sharks swam over and began to circle around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish in the sea won’t usually attack anything their size or bigger. Those sharks looked plenty big to me. Underwater everything always appears about one fifth larger than it really is. Maybe they were just four feet long, but they looked strong and menacing -- and they were sure checking us out. We slid the large metal air tanks off our backs and, wrapping the straps around our right arms, held them as shields. before us. Behind us, we gripped each others’ left arm drawing our backs together, moving our fins gently to stay in place. Let those ugly monsters circle round and round. If they attacked, all they’d get would be a mouthful of metal – I hoped. We definitely had each others’ backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked over at Jack. The man was smiling. When you smile underwater ocean water gets inside the face mask and that looks pretty funny. I couldn’t believe the guy was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five more minutes seemed like an hour to me. I kept looking at my watch. But we got out of the water and climbed up on a waiting ship where the sailors were holding loaded rifles to shoot at the sharks if they attacked us. I didn’t think those bullets would have done anything at that depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend has it that the Cave of Makpela is where all babies who die go; where warriors who die in noble warfare go; and where all martyrs go at death. This is their gateway home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming underneath an iceberg is something you never forget. It’s like a gigantic crystal with the sun rainbowing through the ice in a magnificent color spectrum. You just didn’t want to blow up these babies. Also, in the arctic during the summer, sunset and sunrise are the same thing at the same time. It never really gets dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun up there. I goofed around with some native Eskimos in their hunting kayaks who lifted their javelins as if they’d found a huge strange sea creature coming up out of the water. We laughed and laughed together -- the only language that we shared. They invited us to their igloos to meet their kids and wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was a gnawing in my gut and an emptiness. Just a few weeks back on a Saturday afternoon Jack had gone with a date to the white sand beach and beautiful blue waters of Magen’s Bay in St. Thomas. A freak thing happened. A white hammerhead shark, a really big one -- somehow found its way into this popular swimmers’ beach – hungry, and struck – of all people -- my swim buddy. He cried out. His girl and others began to run in to get him. But Jack shouted at them, “No, don’t come in. Don’t come in.” And he was struck again -- and again. And killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn’t there to cover his back. Immediately they sent me away to the Arctic to blow up icebergs because my swim buddy was killed in St. Thomas and there was nothing I could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole team went out to Magen’s Bay the next day and went into the water with weapons and found that big hammerhead and killed it. They found Jack’s arm inside the shark’s belly with his Rolex underwater watch still on his wrist running just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Iceland is green and Greenland is white and icy? Who woulda thought that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After clearing the way for the Icebreaker, I forged some orders to get us out of there and caught us a flight with some Air Force pilots heading back to the States. When I got back to our base in Little Creek, Virginia, one of Jack’s girlfriends hit on me a little – I was the closest thing to him she could find. She was very attractive; I wanted to go with it. But we felt like siblings and neither of us could get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For Jack Gibson of sacred memory&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3976034402274057381?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3976034402274057381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3976034402274057381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3976034402274057381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3976034402274057381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/07/angel-fish.html' title='The Angel Fish'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8312064091510109990</id><published>2007-07-18T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:21:06.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Eating Smart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good health and happiness are our birthright. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t trade it away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to Yoga sages, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the three main causes of disease are &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stress, toxins, and bad eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some good eating habits advised by the sages:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. TOTALLY DIGEST THE LAST MEAL&lt;/strong&gt; before eating again. If people only waited long enough for everything to digest there wouldn’t be any hospitals. How do you know when everything’s digested: When there’s a raging appetite—then its time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. EAT ONLY WHEN YOU’RE REALLY HUNGRY.&lt;/strong&gt; That means eat for your stomach, not for your tongue, not for the clock, not out of habit, nor for social reasons only. No matter how recently or how much was eaten before, people often feel “false hunger” at habitual mealtimes. Sometimes too, you see or smell something nice and immediately you feel hungry, or look at the clock and think, “time to eat.” Instead have a glass of water, wait ten minutes. False hunger will disappear. If it returns in force, it’s authentic. Eat and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. STOP PUTTING TOXINS IN YOUR BODY&lt;/strong&gt;. Some very useful things in this world are strictly poison for the human body. Despite conventions of the day, caffeine, nicotine, purine, alcohol, dope, drugs, uppers, downers and most chemical preservatives in packaged foods are toxic. All flesh foods have purine, red meats most of all. Lungs were not designed for nicotine — otherwise you’d find it in the air free of charge. Psychedelics and frequent marijuana weaken the nervous system; caffeine burns out the adrenal glands. Some people can cut out toxins all at once. Most people find it easier to ease into a healthier diet over a period of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. CHOOSE VITALITY FOODS&lt;/strong&gt;. Rather than always worrying about what to avoid, focus on putting in healthy food: fresh fruits, fresh vegetables, seeds, nuts, tofu, beans, dairy products, honey and fruit and vegetable juices. Little by little move toward clean, plain food. Choose easily digestible foods, not too spicy, nor full of stimulants. Eat for energy, not for your tongue. Your taste will change quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. TAKE SIMPLE MEALS&lt;/strong&gt; not mixing too many foods in one meal. It’s easier for the body to digest and assimilate one food instead of two, two rather than three, and so on. When you use less energy for digestion, there’s more for you during the rest of the day. You’ll need less sleep too. It’s not always necessary to balance this and that in one meal. More important is taking healthy easy-to-assimilate food. For most efficient digestion, it’s advised to eat either all cooked or all raw in one meal, all fruits or all vegetables. For example, raw food requires more time to digest. When you mix raw and cooked in the stomach, only a small portion of the raw food digests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. DRINK WATER WITH YOUR MEALS&lt;/strong&gt;, not milk, not soda, not juices — just water. And that water should only be sipped occasionally. It’s best not to drink much until 20 minutes after you’ve finished eating. When you wash down your food with liquids, the digestive juices are diluted. Only part of the meal is digested. The rest remains in the stomach fermenting, turning to gas and mucous. That clogs you up and lowers your resistance to colds, flu, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. WHEN YOU EAT, JUST EAT&lt;/strong&gt; — don’t read, or watch TV, or even talk much. Chew the food well, enjoy the taste. In fact, meditate on what you’re doing. If you think about anything else, be sure to think positive thoughts. Food you eat affects your mind as well as your body. Thoughts during eating go into the food and affect you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. DON’T EAT WHEN YOU’RE ANGRY, DEPRESSED OR IN A HURRY&lt;/strong&gt;. Food taken at such times is poisonous. It doesn’t digest, and leaves you feeling worse. Better to wait awhile to eat, even if that means missing the meal. It’s good to skip a meal now and then anyway — build a great appetite, digest everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. DON’T EAT BEFORE YOU GO TO BED&lt;/strong&gt; — even for several hours. If you’re really hungry at night, have a warm beverage, or perhaps a piece of fruit. If you can train your mind to let you do this, you'll sleep like a baby, and hours earlier awaken refreshed and raring to go. If you eat at night, your dreams are fitful, you need additional hours sleep and you wake tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. CONSECRATE THE FOOD&lt;/strong&gt; before offering it in your living temple. Consider where it all comes from originally, and how its energy might be used most nobly. “Lord, thanks for giving me of yourself as this food. Kindly grant me discriminating wisdom, non-attachment and peace of mind to be of service to your creation.” Or say your own prayer. Be sincere. Then eat with this thought in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. NO FANATICISM&lt;/strong&gt;, no extremes. Even with all these guidelines, keep your life flexible, and be willing sometimes to bend the rules a little. Don’t batter your friends with your opinions. Instead, inspire them with your radiant health and good cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8312064091510109990?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8312064091510109990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8312064091510109990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8312064091510109990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8312064091510109990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/07/eating-smart.html' title='Eating Smart'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3694904566226795289</id><published>2007-07-17T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:23:17.157-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Self-Mastery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Controlling the Thoughts and the Mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For thousands and thousands of years the Yoga sages have observed and taught their students that the mind is by nature "outward-turning." That is, it tends to flit about from thought to thought capriciously and from subject to subject like a cork bouncing about in the open sea. The trouble with that is some places the mind bounces into are whirlpools of unconstructive thinking. And as you know, many thought patterns bring with them accompanying emotions -- some of which are disturbing and even debilitating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the teachers encourage us to re-train our minds, to actually take control of our minds -- so "we" choose what thoughts the mind will focus on. This is self-mastery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the most effective tool for retraining the mind, for reversing its direction from naturally being outward-turning to naturally being inward-turning, is the practice of meditation. It's like training a horse; it's done in stages -- and gently. The first stage is concentration (&lt;em&gt;dharana&lt;/em&gt; in Sanskrit). You focus the mind on one thing or sound or image - over and over again. And whenever the mind wanders off to another thought (and it surely will for some time) -- as soon as you notice that has occurred -- gently bring the mind back to focus on your object of concentration/meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some practice, the mind will stay on what you've asked it to stay thinking on. You can tell that has happened because 15-20 minutes go by and it seems like two or three minutes. This is meditation, &lt;em&gt;dhyana&lt;/em&gt; -- unbroken flow of cognition from subject to object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final stage, &lt;em&gt;samadhi&lt;/em&gt; or superconsciousness, is when the mind stays in meditation and it seems like subject and object have merged; there's a feeling of oneness with the object of meditation. For exampe, if you've been focusing on a rose -- then sudenly you feel like "Hey, I &lt;em&gt;am &lt;/em&gt;the rose; it's all rose. Wow, this is great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real practice or discipline is in the first stage, concentration, in which we consciously draw the mind back to refocus on the object we have chosen to meditate on. Stages two and three, meditation and &lt;em&gt;samadhi,&lt;/em&gt; just naturally occur with time; you can't "practice" them. You just practice concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3694904566226795289?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3694904566226795289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3694904566226795289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3694904566226795289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3694904566226795289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/07/self-mastery.html' title='Self-Mastery'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-5902794612106756688</id><published>2007-07-08T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:54:57.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Acknowledge your Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day a teacher asked her students&lt;/strong&gt; to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment. And as the students left the room, each one handed in their papers. That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" And: "I didn't know others liked me so much," were most of the comments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some years later one of the students was killed&lt;/strong&gt; in Viet Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked handsome and mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded yes. Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher. "We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him. "Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, he treasured it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark's former classmates began to gather around.&lt;/strong&gt; Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said. "I think we all saved our lists." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when the teacher sat down and cried, again.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-5902794612106756688?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/5902794612106756688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=5902794612106756688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5902794612106756688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/5902794612106756688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/07/acknowledge-your-friends.html' title='Acknowledge your Friends'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2181958486188933292</id><published>2007-06-29T02:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T01:01:53.403-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Kabbalah for Beginners Only (2) -- Down into Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please see earlier posting: &lt;em&gt;Goddess of Erotica- For Beginners Only (1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which introduces this series of selections and commentaries on the Yosuf adventures in the last portions of Genesis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Down into Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Selections from Genesis 39-40&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yosuf is brought down into Egypt by the Ishmaelites&lt;br /&gt;And sold there to Potiphar an officer of Pharaoh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A caravan of Ismaelite merchants carry Yosuf down into Egypt&lt;br /&gt;Ishma-El which translates “God hears,” is a code meaning&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith and follow your destiny. Egypt, &lt;em&gt;mitzra-eem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Also translates as “the straits.” Egypt is the material world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yah (God) is with Yosuf who is a prosperous man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosperous – what he touches, flourishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He’s so recognized by his master&lt;br /&gt;And appointed overseer of his master’s house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our master’s house is the kingdom of heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;We are each called to this role and service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God blesses the house for Yosuf’s sake&lt;br /&gt;God’s blessings are on all that we have&lt;br /&gt;In the house and in the field&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider that a Yosuf/Tamar quality is within us each&lt;br /&gt;By consciously bringing that person forward in our lives&lt;br /&gt;We come into God’s blessings of prosperity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yosuf is well-proportioned and has a handsome countenance&lt;br /&gt;People leave everything in Yosuf’s hands Gen. 39.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His master’s wife is attracted to him and says, Lie with me&lt;br /&gt;Yosuf replies: My master has put everything into my hands&lt;br /&gt;Except you, his wife. How can I do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day she entices him to make love with her&lt;br /&gt;One certain day Zuleika (Asenath) takes hold of his clothing&lt;br /&gt;He flees. She calls the men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look he brings a Hebrew to mock us, who tries to lie with me&lt;br /&gt;I called out. He fled but left his garment in my hand – see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Egyptians, “Hebrew” means the descendents of Eber&lt;br /&gt;Those from across the river (Nile), to the East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition honors Yosuf for successfully resisting temptation&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he succumbed to a love affair with Zuleika, and later repented&lt;br /&gt;What’s important is that he left his garment in her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearing these word later, the master’s anger arises&lt;br /&gt;He puts Yosuf where the king’s prisoners are bound&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gen: 39.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s flogged, shackled and imprisoned. In this scriptureEgypt represents the material world into which we incarnate&lt;br /&gt;And become imprisoned in narrow-mindedness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Interpretations Belong to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He’s there in prison, but God is with him showing kindness&lt;br /&gt;The prison keeper commits all the prisoners to Yosuf’s hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That’s us. We are both the prisoners and we are also Yosuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt; (God) is with Yosuf. Whatever he does, God makes it prosper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Contemplate the letter symbols in his name. Hew them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During this time the king’s chief butler and baker offend him&lt;br /&gt;He puts them in ward under the captain of the guard&lt;br /&gt;Who chooses Yosuf to minister to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one night each dreams his own dream.&lt;br /&gt;According to the interpretations of their dreams&lt;br /&gt;They become sad. (Considering what they might portend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? asks Yosuf. They say: None can interpret our dream&lt;br /&gt;Interpretations belong to God, says Yosuf. Speak them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butler’s dream:&lt;br /&gt;A vine with three branches growing, budding&lt;br /&gt;Blossoms shooting out becoming clusters of ripe grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my hand is Pharaoh’s goblet. I take the grapes&lt;br /&gt;Press them into Pharaoh’s goblet and give it into his hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interpretation, says Yosuf: three branches are three days&lt;br /&gt;In three days Pharaoh will restore you unto your office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then remember me, show kindness, mention me to Pharaoh&lt;br /&gt;Bring me out. I was stolen and have done nothing&lt;br /&gt;To be in this dungeon&lt;/strong&gt; Are we not each responsible for our lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three days is Pharaoh’s birthday. The chief butler is restored&lt;br /&gt;But he forgets Yosuf, who remains in prison&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gen 40.23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One prisoner cannot free another prisoner. Yosuf asked help&lt;br /&gt;From a prickly shrub. Don’t make a brace of rotten wood&lt;br /&gt;Watch and see -- God will absorb Yosuf in such intimate joy&lt;br /&gt;That the dungeon will disappear (Rumi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dreams of a King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notes on Genesis 41.1-44.17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two years pass. Pharaoh dreams: I’m standing by a river&lt;br /&gt;Lo – out of the river come seven cattle well favored, well fed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now seven others come out of the river ill favored, lean fleshed&lt;br /&gt;The thin ones eat the fat ones. I waken, sleep and dream again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo – on one stalk grow seven ears of corn, rank and good&lt;br /&gt;And now seven thin ears spring up, blasted by the east wind&lt;br /&gt;The thin ears swallow up the full ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharaoh awakens, his spirit troubled&lt;br /&gt;He calls all the magicians and wise ones of Egypt&lt;br /&gt;None can interpret the dreams. Then the chief butler speaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in ward we dreamed. A young man (now 30)&lt;br /&gt;A Hebrew servant interpreted our dreams, and so it was&lt;br /&gt;I was restored to my office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharaoh sends for Yosuf. I hear you interpret dreams&lt;br /&gt;Not I, says Yosuf. God will give Pharaoh an answer of peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharaoh speaks his dreams. The dreams of Pharaoh are one&lt;br /&gt;Says Yosuf. God is declaring to you what God is about to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven fattened cattle and seven full ears are seven years&lt;br /&gt;The seven lean cattle and empty ears are seven years of famine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is showing you seven years of great plenty thru all the land&lt;br /&gt;Then arise seven years of famine. The plenty is forgotten&lt;br /&gt;A very grievous famine will consume the land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream is doubled unto Pharaoh twice, meaning&lt;br /&gt;It’s established by God who brings it shortly to pass&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gen. 41.1-32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Set Aside One Fifth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yosuf says, let Pharaoh look for someone wise and discreet&lt;br /&gt;And set that person over the land, and appoint overseers&lt;br /&gt;And during the seven years of plenty take up the fifth part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so should we during times of profit and plenty, put aside one fifth&lt;br /&gt;And don’t hesitate to use that during sparse periods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gather all the food of these good years that come&lt;br /&gt;And lay up corn (set aside sustenance) for food in the cities&lt;br /&gt;To keep as stores to the land during the years of famine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is good in the eyes of the king and of his servants&lt;br /&gt;Where can we find such a person as this, says Pharaoh&lt;br /&gt;In whom is the spirit of God. And to Yosuf he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because God shows you all this, there is none wise like you&lt;br /&gt;I’m setting you over my house. According to your words&lt;br /&gt;All the people are governed. You are second only to the throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream rises. Yosuf is always being set above to rule the house&lt;br /&gt;And so should we set the Yosuf-Tamar portion within us to run it all&lt;br /&gt;How? Consciously bring their qualities forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pharaoh removes his signet ring and puts it on Yosuf’s hand&lt;br /&gt;He puts a gold chain about Yosuf’s neck and makes him&lt;br /&gt;Ride in the second chariot, and all the people cry before him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Abrech” (Bow before the king’s father-counselor)&lt;br /&gt;Pharaoh names him &lt;em&gt;Zaphenath-Paneah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(The Provider, and the Revealer of Secrets) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gen 41.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2181958486188933292?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2181958486188933292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2181958486188933292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2181958486188933292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2181958486188933292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/kabbalah-for-beginners-only-2-down-into.html' title='Kabbalah for Beginners Only (2) -- Down into Egypt'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8034162431726257152</id><published>2007-06-26T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T13:48:32.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'>Goddess of Erotica -- for Beginners Only (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;People like a good tale&lt;/strong&gt; with heroes, villains and beautiful heroines&lt;br /&gt;With adventure and magic, with delicious food and wine of the gods&lt;br /&gt;With intoxicating music and dharma combat of awesome warriors&lt;br /&gt;With love, and throughout it all a presence&lt;br /&gt;Of something sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Beginners only” means to gain entry&lt;/strong&gt; we must use &lt;em&gt;Beginner’s Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If just for now, put aside all judging and assessing; be open-minded&lt;br /&gt;For a moment let go thunking the way you see life&lt;br /&gt;Is the way it is. Otherwise&lt;br /&gt;We can’t even get to the second chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as we approach the gate, we approach respectfully&lt;br /&gt;Like approaching a holy goddess, like approaching a great scripture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We can start anywhere and call it the beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here’s where we’re going to start: We're gonna jump in&lt;br /&gt;Right in the midst of the Yosuf stories near the end of the first Scroll&lt;br /&gt;(Genesis in the sacred Torah Veda sometimes called Old Testament).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is old, for sure. Put aside any past attitudes and views&lt;br /&gt;About this scripture. Just come in with Beginner’s Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also look at your palms.&lt;/strong&gt; Are there any letter symbols there?&lt;br /&gt;Five fingers each hand. Five opposite five. This is a code.&lt;br /&gt;Keep it in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro: &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yosuf has been sold into slavery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; by his envious brothers, all but Benjamin and Rubin. Yahudah was the ringleader. When Yakov their father hears that his son has been slain by a wild beast (envy) he begins to mourn in grief. His sons and daughters (their wives) rise to comfort him, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perpetrators are shocked and repentant and begin the turning (&lt;em&gt;t’shuvah&lt;/em&gt;). Among them is Yahudah who moves away from the family and sets up his own sheikdom. He marries and has three sons, two of whom die before his eyes and then his wife dies too. His daughter-in-law Tamar is sent back to her father’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes to Timna to shear his sheep and as he passes Enaim (tr. “the opening eye,” which is an awakening mind) at the entrance of the way, he sees whom he believes to be a curvacious temple prostitute to whom, though her face is covered, he is irresistibly drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t know it’s his daughter-in-law, Tamar. He thnks it's the veiled goddess of erotica and fertility. He propositions her and promises to pay her with a kid from his flock. Tamar accepts Yahudah's signet, cord and staff as surety for his pledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make love and conceive the Davidic lineage. Meanwhile, Yosuf has been sold and resold several times as a slave. He is purchased by the captain of the palace guard under Pharaoh in Egypt …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(2) Down into Egypt … more to kome … check it out …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8034162431726257152?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8034162431726257152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8034162431726257152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8034162431726257152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8034162431726257152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/kabbalah-for-beginners-only.html' title='Goddess of Erotica -- for Beginners Only (1)'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-6615565986756716268</id><published>2007-06-25T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T12:07:32.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Swimming Upstream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One who is pure and sees&lt;br /&gt;Who speaks the truth&lt;br /&gt;And lives it&lt;br /&gt;Who does one’s one work, one’s calling&lt;br /&gt;That person is admired and loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is determined and longs for freedom&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the desiring mind&lt;br /&gt;They call that person &lt;em&gt;uddha-soto,&lt;/em&gt; one who goes upstream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      [where we are welcomed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When a traveler at last comes home from a far journey&lt;br /&gt;--With such gladness do our families and friends receive us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                    -- Dhammapada 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;A three month intention: Get familiar with the realm of the miraculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-6615565986756716268?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/6615565986756716268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=6615565986756716268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6615565986756716268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/6615565986756716268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/swimming-upstream.html' title='Swimming Upstream'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-197588817401950931</id><published>2007-06-18T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:32:29.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>New Moon -- Turn a New Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday night end of the month of &lt;em&gt;Shivan&lt;/em&gt;  (May 15-June 16)&lt;br /&gt;Late sunset, looking West&lt;br /&gt;Taking notes in a clearing near the Rivanna Trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For good health&lt;/strong&gt; at this time&lt;br /&gt;Use upright Yoga postures&lt;br /&gt;See the letter symbol Vahv (V)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ye people of the book&lt;br /&gt;Turn a new page&lt;br /&gt;Let your prophet re-appear&lt;br /&gt;See the letter symbol Tet (t)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an ocean of love and light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s dark on the way out of the forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lightning bugs keep showing me the path&lt;br /&gt;Even where to pause for a dangerous dip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember catching lightning bugs as a boy&lt;br /&gt;Punching holes in the top of the jar for air&lt;br /&gt;And letting them go. Also, getting my younger brothers and cousins&lt;br /&gt;To let them go free. They haven’t forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the way, on the dark path home&lt;/strong&gt; I realize&lt;br /&gt;I am this forest, these trees, this sky. It’s magnificent&lt;br /&gt;And frightening too – so much mystery and depth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop and gently shake a lifted tree branch as a wave offering&lt;br /&gt;From us – the entire forest&lt;br /&gt;Now all the trees and bushes are my pals&lt;br /&gt;We touch each other affectionately as I leave the woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        *  *  *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-197588817401950931?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/197588817401950931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=197588817401950931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/197588817401950931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/197588817401950931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-moon-turn-new-page.html' title='New Moon -- Turn a New Page'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8506048540893995437</id><published>2007-06-18T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:26:10.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'>We Really Are Free</title><content type='html'>End of Sabbath up in the Blue Ridge Mountains&lt;br /&gt;Birds calling sun descending&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of a day and the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Of a new day and a new week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought along my tenor guitar. &lt;br /&gt;Singing as the sun sets:&lt;br /&gt;“O I’ve come up to your mountain&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing my names. Dance, worship and play&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and witness&lt;br /&gt;And show the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know a few. Discover more&lt;br /&gt;This very week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There sinks the sun&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant orange gold&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost too much&lt;br /&gt;To behold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       *  *  *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We really are free   o m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8506048540893995437?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8506048540893995437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8506048540893995437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8506048540893995437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8506048540893995437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-really-are-free.html' title='We Really Are Free'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2713862119861290263</id><published>2007-06-18T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:20:38.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>What's the Use of your Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What profit is there from learning and scholarship&lt;br /&gt;If it does not lead you to the feet of the divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Section 1 Kural 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the use of your education if you are not going to realize God&lt;/strong&gt; and use your life for the service of humanity in the name of God? This is the purpose of education. This is real education. Examinations and grades are not that important. They have their part, but keeping the mind well balanced is the most important. Learn the lessons well, but not with the intention of competing with anybody. Even your studying can be a sort of meditation. Don't even worry about grades. Just ask yourself: "Am I studying well? Am I getting the essence? Am I getting the knowledge?" You study for the knowledge, not for the grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grading itself sometimes degrades the education&lt;/strong&gt;. Everybody is equal, but not all will have the same capacity. You do to your capacity; that's all. In a way there are no two human beings one hundred percent similar. So forget all this competition. Keep your mind calm and say, "I am doing all I can. I am learning to get knowledge so that I can equip myself for future service to humanity and that's my goal in studying. Not to make money or to do anything else. I am simply equipping myself to serve humanity better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will keep your mind calm and serene. This will turn your studying into sadhana, spiritual practice. Whenever you are doing anything in the name of service to humanity, it becomes sadhana; it becomes Karma Yoga, selfless service – including all your studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you eat, you can feel, "I am eating to gain enough pure energy to serve people.” Then your eating also becomes Karma Yoga. You’re not eating for your sake. It might seem like you’re eating for your stomach. But who ultimately gets the benefit? Others. A car gets polished, a lube job, a full tank of gas -- but for whose sake?  For the car? No, for the owner who uses the car. In this way, you keep yourself, your vehicle, in good shape. Put in the proper fuel. Have the lube job done well. Don't let your radiator boil over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, &lt;strong&gt;education is to equip yourself to serve&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;others.&lt;/strong&gt; That’s real education.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                   Selected from Sri Swami Satchidananda’s Commentaries on the Tirrukural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                      For the entire book, contact Integral Yoga Publications 434/969-3121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2713862119861290263?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2713862119861290263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2713862119861290263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2713862119861290263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2713862119861290263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-use-of-your-education.html' title='What&apos;s the Use of your Education'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3314311805225522286</id><published>2007-06-18T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:10:33.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Good Business Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When in business, if you look after the concerns of others&lt;br /&gt;As your own -- your business will prosper&lt;/strong&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Section 14: Kural 120&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seller should put himself in the position of the buyer.&lt;br /&gt;And the buyer should put himself in the position of the seller                             &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can be a very good business person and also a good Yogi&lt;/strong&gt; who does fair business. If you’re the seller, just think how would you want to buy something? You would want to buy a very clean product that’s worth the money you pay. The seller should think, “I'm honestly giving  a clean product and it’s worth the price.” The buyer should be thinking, "I'm not here to get away with a steal. I should pay a fair price. After all, the seller had to take time to go far to get the product and then present it to me at my convenience. Otherwise, I’d have to go to the manufacturer myself. So, I should pay the seller the price he paid plus some of his overhead expenses, plus a little profit to continue his business.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my business period I used to clearly explain what’s behind the price: Parts ‑ this much; Labor - this much; My profit -- this much.” You can even explain the profit: My overhead (rent, electricity, telephone, labor, etc.) - this much.” These I've paid already including.  labor and overhead expenses. This percentage is for my profit. This is the total; take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re not interested in robbing anyone, and at the same time you’re not interested in losing money because you also should grow. Sometimes there’s a rainy day. There will be a certain month business will be low, maybe not even enough to cover your overhead expenses. Think on all these things before you fix a price. Then explain it clearly if customers want to know. It might take awhile to build your business that way. But once your customers know that you’re that honest, they’ll never go anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the saint Ramakrishna saw that one of his students, a very humble disciple at the time in charge of the kitchen, had gone to the market and bought a wok. “How much did you pay?” asked Ramakrishna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ten rupees, sir.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How much did he ask?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He asked ten rupees." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You just paid ten rupees? Didn't bargain at all with him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir, I thought it was the right price.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How do you know that? Is the money from your pocket? It's Ashram money. You are doing business. Go back. Bargain a little. Say that our people say it's too much. I can give you only 5 rupees.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he went back, bargained a little and the buyer and seller agreed on a price of seven rupees. He came back with three rupees. That's good. That's also yoga. There's nothing wrong in asking for a lower  price. If you don't ask, you don't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Yogi should respect everybody and everything – including money.&lt;/strong&gt; Respect your dollars. In India there are festivals, auspicious occasions where devotees put bundles of currencies and coins on the altar and worship God as the goddess Lakshmi in the form of money. There’s nothing wrong in it. Money is also God in a different form of energy. If you don't respect it, it won't come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I see people getting change, coins and currency. They just grab it and crush it together like a rag you’d throw in the trash bin. Then they tuck it below by their buttocks. What kind of respect for money is that? Instead, take it and fold it neatly. When I receive some dollars, immediately I see if the corners are dog-eared. I straighten them up, put them together all the head all one side, fold it well and then put it in the pocket. I respect money. And the money knows. It's happy to come to you if you respect it. If you treat it in a rough way, “Oh, what kind of person is he who doesn't even know my worth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays pockets are low. But it’s good to carry your money next to the heart. See everything as manifestations of the same cosmic energy and treat it and respect it all properly; this is Yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                Selected from Sri Swami Satchidananda’s Commentaries on the Tirrukural&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  For the entire book, contact Integral Yoga Publications 434/969-3121&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3314311805225522286?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3314311805225522286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3314311805225522286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3314311805225522286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3314311805225522286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-business-yoga.html' title='Good Business Yoga'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-7786511435803069307</id><published>2007-06-18T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:17:14.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachings of the Sages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Blue Lagoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B l u e L a g o o n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Relationship with a Spiritual Teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little musical talent,&lt;/strong&gt; you can learn to play a guitar all by yourself. Just by listening to others, watching them play and playing a lot yourself, over the years you can learn a good bit that way. But you can learn a lot faster with a mentor, a skilled master who can point out that if you just hold your arm this way, you can reach the strings more easily and move around too. Of course, you’re bound to learn this yourself eventually -- when you’re 65.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best athletes in the world, the Olympians, all have personal coaches. And they were quite talented even before they found their coaches. Since what we spiritual seekers are up to is nothing less than self-mastery, doesn’t it stand to reason that we’ll be more effective and successful in our endeavors if we get some guidance from someone who has already achieved self-mastery? This is a no-brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful books by wise people are real treasures. Altars with spiritual objects and images are safe havens. But a religious symbol or a picture or statue on the altar won’t knock us on the head when we doze off during meditation. A spiritual teacher who loves us will sometimes point out our foolishness to speed us on the way. And that’s the ticket home; find your guru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guru in Sanskrit means remover of darkness or ignorance.&lt;/strong&gt; However beware, sometimes the ego masquerades as your guru. It’s very useful to have a real person showing the way. But when we become convinced that having a personal spiritual preceptor is a key for all the locks, now what? We can’t insist on exactly when our teacher will appear. We can’t just snap our fingers. It’s like finding our beloved. But we can prepare ourselves for the re-union. It’s like using a Hatha Yoga Book or CD before venturing to check out the active Yoga instructors in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you come across others’ teachers and you consider them yourself, observe those teachers: are they attached to their students or to name and fame, or both? Sometimes you may go on a few false starts. You might have thought a certain spiritual teacher was right for you, but after awhile you may sense this is not what you were really looking for. That’s okay, don’t drop out now. As an old Navy Seal, I can tell you that you often have to swim through coral reefs to reach the blue lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students and guests at a program sometimes would ask Swami Satchidananda how to find their guru, how to know if this is the right person? Sri Gurudev would say. “Ask about his spiritual background, his lineage. See how he manages funds. Look carefully at his students -- do you like what you see? But finally,” he added, “the eyes meet and they don’t want to part.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship with one’s spiritual teacher is quite subtle and even irrational, sometimes with words, sometime with no words. You ask him one question and he often answers another, which was your real issue, but you weren’t conscious of it when you asked. It’s hard to follow a person who’s always seems to be changing and will challenge you, sometimes even hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago when I was editing his commentaries on the &lt;em&gt;Bhagavad Gita&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Song of God), &lt;/em&gt;with Gurudev’s encouragement I was also rewriting all the verses or &lt;em&gt;slokas&lt;/em&gt; into modern English. A couple years had passed. One day he called me. “How’s the&lt;em&gt; Gita&lt;/em&gt; coming, Prahaladan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just fine,” Gurudev,” I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The operation will be a success, but the patient will be dead,” he said.” I got the message and completed the manuscript in a few weeks. He wasn’t talking to me just about that book project, but also about the way I’d been doing my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfect Service&lt;/strong&gt; A long-time devotee, Amma Kidd tells a story about when she was serving as an assistant in his house when Gurudev had guests visiting. They were sitting together before a glass coffee table when she brought over some coffee and dessert. After the guests had gone, Gurudev called her over. “Amma, see this clear glass table; it renders perfect service and is nearly invisible. Let your service be just like that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guests had given a beautiful Tai Chi demonstration for Gurudev and some of his secretaries. After they left, he told his secretaries, ”Be just that centered, clear and peaceful – only do it ten times faster.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Refuge&lt;/strong&gt; And of course, your spiritual teacher is always a refuge of love and comfort. After my dad died and I’d come back to the Ashram from his memorial service, Gurudev saw me in the hallway, came over, took me into his arms and held me near his heart. That was all and that was plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another occasion, I was fortunate to be among a few guests at a small dinner with Gurudev. Ice cream was being served for dessert with a goopy fruit topping that could be added. I jumped up to help serve the topping. As I reached over to spoon some over his ice cream, I spilled the fruit compote right onto the clean white table cloth beside his plate. I was mortified. Immediately, but unnoticeable to others, Gurudev gently laid his napkin over the dropped fruit and softly whispered to me, “Oh Mama.” I was able to continue serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things he told me over the years: “Pass the word. Do your own book. Use your own experiences. Make the letters clear and straight.” And he also said: “You know the teachings. Now can you live them!” To this day I live with that challenge and this great calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher can’t walk the path for us. But he can point the way and give us tools to smooth the journey. We use the external guru until we have an unquestioned connection with the internal guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if your teacher dies, leaves his body, transcends? What then? Should you look for another person to show you the way if you’re not yet completely “realized?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to the sages, nobody ever really dies.&lt;/strong&gt; “What is, always is,” says the &lt;em&gt;Bhagavad Gita&lt;/em&gt;, “and what isn’t, never will be.” Our bodies come and go like old clothes that we discard. Consciousness continues. A deep relationship with a spiritual teacher – or with anyone we really love – surely transcends a physical death. Sri Gurudev taught that, “The guru‑disciple relationship never ends. It’s always there. Whether the guru leaves the body, or the disciple does, they are not ever separated.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the ages devotees from all walks and paths report on-going, spiritually intimate relationships with their spiritual preceptors – even after one or the other has left the body. Moreover, so many sincere seekers report connecting with a spiritual teacher whom they never met in person. For example, many down-to-earth Christians report a very real and on-going relationship with Lord Jesus, who left his body almost 2000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when a group of us were traveling in India with Sri Gurudev. At one location in the evening some Indian devotees were dancing a tale for us all. One of the dancers in particular was captivating us. "The dancer is telling the story of my life,” Gurudev explained. “He's never seen me before today.” He saw that surprised us. “I have many devotees who are very close with me and who've never met me physically." That opened my mind a little further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beyond Time and Space&lt;/strong&gt; Even these days many Yoga practitioners speak of an intimate connection with Swami Satchidananda – and they never knew him in person. “Sometimes it’s better that way,” Gurudev used to say. “When you come to your teacher in person, the ego sometimes jumps up and gets in the way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I still think it’s good to have a teacher to talk with occasionally. He or she need not “replace” your long-time beloved, your spiritual preceptor, your &lt;em&gt;Satguru&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great 18th century hassidic master, the &lt;em&gt;Baal Shem Tov,&lt;/em&gt; Master of the Good Name, told his disciples to find a wise teacher to assist them after he’d gone on. But how will we know who to choose? they said. “Ask him how to overcome pride,” said their teacher. “If he gives you an answer, keep looking. You have to watch out for pride ‘til your dying day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sri Gurudev left his body in August, 2002, I looked about to find him in some astral plane – so I could keep in touch with him. Then one morning I heard his voice speaking. “I’m here, Prahaladan; I’m inside you now.” That’s not possible, I thought, what about all my foolishness? “That’s okay, I’m here anyway. Time for you to be that Satchidananda.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Staying Close&lt;/strong&gt; So many of Gurudev’s disciples and devotees report very similar experiences, and the same message. Over the years when I had to lead a spiritual program I would go before my altar and ask Gurudev if he’d please step in and do it. Even after he left his body, I’d still do this. Recently I thought I heard that familiar voice say – “You don’t have to call on me; you do it this time.” I protested and asked, “Won’t you do it just one more time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One more time,” that voice said, “but next time you do it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed. Recently I led a Passover &lt;em&gt;Seder&lt;/em&gt; at the Ashram in Virginia. As usual, we set up a small table for the prophet Elijah with his own wine (grape juice) glass. In past years Sri Gurudev would come in, sit there and share the &lt;em&gt;Seder&lt;/em&gt; with us. Of course, we always filled the glass, and did so again this Passover. After the &lt;em&gt;Seder&lt;/em&gt; as I was packing up my guitar, I noticed that the wine glass beside his plate was empty. I hadn’t seen anyone come and touch it or drink it. So I concluded that he was there and it all went okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the great Tibetan Yogi, Milarepa lay dying, he called his closest disciples forward and whispered his last teachings to them: “Don’t do anything you’d feel sorry for later.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Words&lt;/strong&gt; On July 20th 2002 I went to a &lt;em&gt;Guru-Poornima&lt;/em&gt; weekend celebration at the Virginia Ashram, a full moon time when disciples and devotees traditionally honor their guru – and the ultimate guru also. I didn’t realize this would be the last time I’d see my beloved Gurudev in person this lifetime. A few weeks later, while visiting with devotees in India, he left his body rather suddenly. That July morning at Yogaville, I was still in the habit of taking notes as he spoke. These are the last words I heard my teacher say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The gurus are everywhere&lt;br /&gt;When the moon is full the mind is fully open&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;em&gt;Guru Poornima&lt;/em&gt; [Enlightening Fullness]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You learn from everybody and everything&lt;br /&gt;If you’re ready to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Give all your fruits to others, and pray:&lt;br /&gt;Make me a good listener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Take lessons from everyone and everything in life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-7786511435803069307?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/7786511435803069307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=7786511435803069307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7786511435803069307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/7786511435803069307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/blue-lagoon.html' title='Blue Lagoon'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1122869532388305656</id><published>2007-06-18T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:56:22.489-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>The Healing Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                     Loving greetings of peace in Satchidananda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try out some deep breathing with visualizations to heal any area&lt;/strong&gt; of your body and mind. Here is info for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sit quietly and comfortably with straight back, open shoulders and chest. Call on the one you adore.&lt;br /&gt;2. Begin deep three-part breathing (Dheerga Swasam). After a couple minutes&lt;br /&gt;3. Add visualization and a short retention at top of the in-breath, and continue a few minutes longer.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sit quietly with normal breathing enjoying the results of this practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dheerga Swasam&lt;/em&gt; Deep three-part breathing:&lt;/strong&gt; Inhale thru the nostrils way down into the abdominal portion of the lungs until the abdomen puffs out a little. (Don’t overdo it or strain). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Breathe it out gently and slowly thru the nostrils. At the end of the out-breath draw in the diaphragm a little to force out a bit more air from the bottom of the lungs. After a few in and out breaths, next time fill up the abdominal portion of the lungs and also the chest area. Breathe it out slowly as before, remembering to draw in the abdomen a little at the end of the exhale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After a couple times, repeat again, but this time fill the abdominal portion, the chest portion and also breath up into the chest all the way to the chin so the collar bone tends to rise just a little -- like filling a vessel from the bottom to the top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be careful not to work too hard at this or move the body much. It’s mostly directing the breath with the mind. This is &lt;em&gt;Dheerga Swamam,&lt;/em&gt; the deep, three-part Yogic breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Visualization:&lt;/strong&gt; During the in-breath visualize white light/gold light &lt;em&gt;prana &lt;/em&gt;(vital energy) coming into your system from above, coming down through the crown of the head and down into the area that isn’t well. During the short retention, visualize the &lt;em&gt;prana&lt;/em&gt; circulating about in that area, cleaning, purifying and strengthening all the cells and muscles in that part of the body. During the out-breath visualize any weaknesses or disturbances in that area of the body (and mind) washing out of the system, out of the body; and repeat a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a very powerful practice&lt;/strong&gt;. Try it out two or three times/day. You will see results within a few days, even so&lt;/span&gt;oner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1122869532388305656?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1122869532388305656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1122869532388305656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1122869532388305656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1122869532388305656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/healing-breath-loving-greetings-of.html' title='The Healing Breath'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8703380163765495279</id><published>2007-06-18T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:38:42.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>What I learned as a US Navy Frogman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I learned as a US Navy Frogman&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(now called SEALS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stick with your swim buddy, hell or high water. Dead or alive, don’t come back without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Encourage an air of invincibility, also, be shrewd in the planning and the execution of a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Carefully prepare Plan Alpha, and always have a Plan Bravo, a back-up plan. (What if the boat or paddles are gone when you get back to the water’s edge with the microfilm? What’s the back-up plan? Swim out to the waiting sub? Go inland? Contact your buddy team?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Treat the men well; roll up your sleeves and join them sometimes during a challenging event. (Example: we have to move all the explosives manually within the next few hours. The whole team’s out there sweating – including the Platoon Commander.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Have fun on your missions, even outrageous. But don’t be careless or inadvertently harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stay strong and flexible. Continue to swim when you’re not on an operation or a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There are a lot of brave people on your team. Honor them; but don’t indulge weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Praise a person publicly; correct him privately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Be pro-active. Freely come up with ideas and ways to improve the operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The rules are guidelines. Be completely responsible for all your decisions and actions. Be ready for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8703380163765495279?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8703380163765495279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8703380163765495279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8703380163765495279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8703380163765495279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-i-learned-as-us-navy-frogman.html' title='What I learned as a US Navy Frogman'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-504784188467215718</id><published>2007-06-18T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:40:32.191-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Selections'/><title type='text'>Tell the Children</title><content type='html'>Tell the children through their generations to make fringes&lt;br /&gt;In the corners of some of their garments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And put with the fringe of each corner – a thread of blue&lt;br /&gt;A most beautiful blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we look at that color&lt;br /&gt;We remember all the teachings of God&lt;br /&gt;And begin being that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being run round by old patterns of thought&lt;br /&gt;Chasing after all our desires&lt;br /&gt;And wander from the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be these teaching; live them&lt;br /&gt;That’s being holy to your Beloved&lt;br /&gt;That’s back on track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the mantra:&lt;br /&gt;   I AM God Your Lord&lt;br /&gt;Who brings you out of the narrows&lt;br /&gt;  To be your God&lt;br /&gt;Ah-knee Elo-heem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        *   *   *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selections from the Book of Numbers Ch. 15: 37-41&lt;br /&gt;Called BeMidbar, In the Wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Prahaladan 6/8/07   15 Shivan 5767&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-504784188467215718?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/504784188467215718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=504784188467215718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/504784188467215718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/504784188467215718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/tell-children.html' title='Tell the Children'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3721043827448855908</id><published>2007-06-11T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:14:30.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O’ the water, o’ the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown Chakra notes:&lt;br /&gt;Binah, the ocean, the divine mother&lt;br /&gt;Vast understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison ivy. Skin itching red spreading&lt;br /&gt;Time for a healing&lt;br /&gt;Try this, try that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;For a swim in the cold early June water&lt;br /&gt;A few stroll the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first wave washes over my feet and ankles – wow&lt;br /&gt;I feel cold rush thrilling embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in the water but me&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes I’m warm numb&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the waves, turnin’ somersaults&lt;br /&gt;Like a kid runnin’ barefoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds in formation swoop in a rolling arc&lt;br /&gt;A wave from the goddess&lt;br /&gt;A salute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally come out, I can’t see my towel or pack&lt;br /&gt;Look up and down the beach and jog along the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a man in a beach chair.&lt;br /&gt;Heading toward him, looking around&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-sixth street, he says. Did you just swim across the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it, I laugh and remember&lt;br /&gt;Parked on 67th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O the water o the sky&lt;br /&gt;O the long sand beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in fact it really is “all one”&lt;br /&gt;Then I’m part of all this beach-ocean bird-sky&lt;br /&gt;We are That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now my skin feels great&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t get rid of this poison ivy&lt;br /&gt;Until I get the lesson from this purification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to clean the body, practice Hatha Yoga&lt;br /&gt;Some fasting, saunas, and light eating&lt;br /&gt;Ten day cleanser, a good project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up owing, pay your way&lt;br /&gt;No more debts. There’s the lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra credit also consider&lt;br /&gt;Give up owning&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s yours then everything’s yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Beach 6/4/07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3721043827448855908?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3721043827448855908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3721043827448855908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3721043827448855908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3721043827448855908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-water-o-sky-crown-chakra-notes-binah.html' title=''/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-4725552398608722716</id><published>2007-06-04T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:36:27.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountain Journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems and Stories'/><title type='text'>Disappearing in the Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blu Ridge Mountain notes&lt;br /&gt;Oh the mountains are still there&lt;br /&gt;And so is this pure air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to be content&lt;br /&gt;Putting aside worry-mind&lt;br /&gt;Tho justified of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identify what the worries are&lt;br /&gt;Then set aside worry mind&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere blue skies above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now from the east&lt;br /&gt;The song of the spring wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nadav and Avihu&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing in the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;Four brothers and sisters became ordained&lt;br /&gt;To minister to the people,&lt;br /&gt;Intermediaries it might have seemed&lt;br /&gt;But really, just candles&lt;br /&gt;In the light-sharers sorority/fraternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Abbot was known as &lt;em&gt;Yudah-Dahya,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the time of this story he doesn’t know he’s the Abbot)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the same &lt;em&gt;Yudah-Daya&lt;/em&gt; you know from Hawaii (H W Y H)&lt;br /&gt;“How ah ya?” Yudah-Daya would often say&lt;br /&gt;Making a bad pun on the name of the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;There’s a beautiful little fish in the Hawaiian waters&lt;br /&gt;Known by the people as the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humahuma-nukanuka-appah-wahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it aloud a few times and you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humahuma-nukanuka-appah-wahoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(This is surely a charming mantra, don’t you agree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture reports that the two elder siblings&lt;br /&gt;Offered a strange or alien fire at the altar&lt;br /&gt;(Thus it is usually translated in English --&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leviticus 10&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And were consumed by the fire&lt;br /&gt;Only their tunics and sandals remained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tales also of a certain Yoga sage from South India&lt;br /&gt;Who completed his time in this world, entered a room near his devotees&lt;br /&gt;Who some days later opened the door&lt;br /&gt;And saw no trace of his body whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yudah-Daya&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Whatsoever&lt;/em&gt; liked to swim in the Hawaiian waters&lt;br /&gt;And watch the Humahuma-nukanuka-appah-wahoos go swimming by&lt;br /&gt;And in the late afternoon feel the east wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blowin’ in a spring breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron looks and sees the priest and priestess&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing in the light, so does Moses&lt;br /&gt;No one speaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was young, Moses saw a man beating another man to death&lt;br /&gt;In his fury he killed the overseer with his bare hands&lt;br /&gt;Then he fled the land&lt;br /&gt;Something comes along and gets us goin’ on our journeys&lt;br /&gt;Something we never even imagined&lt;br /&gt;And off we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yudah-Dayah&lt;/em&gt; was a hippy who liked to leave the city&lt;br /&gt;And hitchhike to the ocean and run beside the waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes and quotes were in his coats&lt;br /&gt;And scattered by wind&lt;br /&gt;One note that landed today reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses tells his brother Aaron&lt;br /&gt;Stay centered,&lt;em&gt; Kohane,&lt;/em&gt; hold your peace. God is talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thru them who are near unto me&lt;br /&gt;I’m sanctified and before all the people I’m glorified&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the effulgence is sparkling in our faces&lt;br /&gt;And we can see it shining off each other&lt;br /&gt;No time for the priest to grieve right now&lt;br /&gt;(Nadav and Avihu, those are Aaron’s kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappeared in the light and now they're shining off our faces&lt;br /&gt;That is, whenever we’re uplifted into a sparkling presence&lt;br /&gt;We call this consciousness: Nadav and Avihu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yudah-Dayah&lt;/em&gt; says, finish this study with the smiling mantra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humahuma-nukanuka-appah-wahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;May these inquiries we are pursuing together&lt;br /&gt;Be of benefit to everyone everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a m n&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-4725552398608722716?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/4725552398608722716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=4725552398608722716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4725552398608722716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/4725552398608722716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/disappearing-in-light.html' title='Disappearing in the Light'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-3500045313847252672</id><published>2007-06-04T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:32:15.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Chakras &amp; the Tree of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Goddess&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The base chakra, &lt;em&gt;Muladhara&lt;/em&gt; in Yoga, where the kundalini goddess of serpentine power lies sleeping, is what the Kabbalists call &lt;em&gt;Malkhut,&lt;/em&gt; the kingdom and majesty of God. It is none other than this very world we live in, and it's blessed with a divine feminine presence, &lt;em&gt;Shekhina,&lt;/em&gt; the presence of divinity in the here and now."Behold me both as the one and the many," teaches the Bhagavad Gita, "and wherever you look, you will see my face." This is Malkhut. Among it's many signs are the moon and the sea, grace, the Sabbath day, Jupiter, the bride of God, and the holy city entered by the holy king, and the promised land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As the spiritual seeker ascends&lt;/strong&gt;, climbing the tree to the next &lt;em&gt;sefira,&lt;/em&gt; the kundalini rises to the next chakra, &lt;em&gt;swadhishthana&lt;/em&gt; in the reproductive area. In Kabbalah this infinite depth is called &lt;em&gt;Yesod,&lt;/em&gt; the Foundation, Union or the Illumined Sage. Other signs of &lt;em&gt;Yesod &lt;/em&gt;are maturity, wholeness, peace, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Above Yesod are &lt;em&gt;Netzah &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Hod,&lt;/em&gt; Victory and Glory, who in combination express the yang and yin aspects of the powerful navel chakra, &lt;em&gt;Manipura.&lt;/em&gt; Think of the disciplined figure skater practicing again and again and again. That persevering strength is &lt;em&gt;Netzakh--&lt;/em&gt;Victory. When she stands on the winner's dais showered with honor and acclaim, that &lt;em&gt;prakash&lt;/em&gt; or sparkling energy is &lt;em&gt;Hod,&lt;/em&gt; Divine Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the Heart is Your Beloved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anahata,&lt;/em&gt; the heart chakra, in Kabbalah is called &lt;em&gt;Tiferet&lt;/em&gt;, the fullness of faith and the perfection of beauty, whose archetypes in the Hebrew cosmology are the illumined ones, Jacob and Hannah. For Christian devotees, Jesus and Mary are in the heart center; and in Hindu imagery it's Krishna and Radha (or Ram and Sita). Other signs of Tiferet are the sun, the East, the perfection of humanity, Sri Ram, the Sun King, Atman personified (our higher Self, &lt;em&gt;YisraEl&lt;/em&gt;), children, and the Elder giving blessings in the world. Who is really in the heart chakra? It is you and your beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just above the heart&lt;/strong&gt; are the infinite depths of &lt;em&gt;Hesed &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; Gevurah&lt;/em&gt;, Compassion and Courage, who when combined may be experienced at the throat chakra, &lt;em&gt;Vishuddha,&lt;/em&gt; which some Yogis say is the base of one's will power. Kabbalists teach that &lt;em&gt;Hesed&lt;/em&gt; is the infinite depth of loving kindness and mercy. &lt;em&gt;Hesed&lt;/em&gt; has several other connotations: grace, bounteous love, the South, wisdom and gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gevurah&lt;/em&gt; is often expressed as awe, strength, judgment (karma), power, definition, silver, the North and wealth. "The awe we feel before the majesty and magnificence of this cosmos," writes Rabbi Art Green. This is &lt;em&gt;Gevurah.&lt;/em&gt; These qualities are also describing refinements of awareness at different chakras, in this case, &lt;em&gt;Vishuddha,&lt;/em&gt; near the base of the throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Personal Vision &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sri Swami Sivananda of Rishikesh writes: "As this energy rises from center to center through the chakras [and &lt;em&gt;sefirot&lt;/em&gt;], supersensual visions appear to the aspirant. New worlds with indescribable wonders and charms unfold. The practitioner gets divine knowledge, power and bliss, ascends another rung, and reads from the Divine Book. When this energy reaches the sixth, &lt;em&gt;Ajna &lt;/em&gt;chakra, the seeker is blessed with a personal vision of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Geographically and anatomically situated at the level of the eyebrows in the center of the head is the &lt;em&gt;Ajna&lt;/em&gt; chakra combining the infinite depths of &lt;em&gt;Hokhmah&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; Binah&lt;/em&gt;, Revelation and Comprehension. &lt;em&gt;Hokhmah&lt;/em&gt; is also seen as primordial wisdom, the first utterance, the&lt;em&gt; Omkar&lt;/em&gt;, Ganesha, and the beginning. It's mate is &lt;strong&gt;Binah&lt;/strong&gt;, contemplation and understanding ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See the rest of this article in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iymagazine.org/issues/2004_Fall.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fall 2004 issue of Integral Yoga Magazine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or in this weblog. For more articles in or to subscribe to Integral Yoga Magazine, call 434/969-3121 ext 242&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-3500045313847252672?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/3500045313847252672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=3500045313847252672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3500045313847252672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/3500045313847252672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/yoga-and-kabbalah.html' title='Chakras &amp; the Tree of Life'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2463108967831241895</id><published>2007-06-03T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:44:45.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>The Miracle of Enrollment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Miracle of Enrollment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“How did Lord Jesus turn water into wine?” a Theology professor once asked his class in an essay exam. One student wrote one sentence only, turned in his paper and got an A. This is what he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the maiden saw the master, she blushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to say, when Mary recognized who Jesus was, she awakened to her own true nature – and in that breakthrough her world became transformed. The water turned into the finest wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one might say Mary‘s faith turned the water into wine. But where did she get her faith from at that very moment? Let’s go back. There’s a wedding party and they’ve run out of wine, but there are cisterns of cool water nearby. Mary is worried how to host the guests. She turns to her son, “Come on, do something. Now or never.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at her. He sees into her. He sees her divinity. “Mary!” When he sees it, she sees it. (This is enrollment). When she sees who she is, she blushes; she changes worlds. She goes from survival into the realm of the miraculous. The water turns into wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you could say by his seeing her divinity, Jesus turned the water into wine. Holy men and women are naturally enrolling. Wherever they go, they see our divine nature and then we see it too. That’s why they’re so lovable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can also do this. Keep looking for people’s greatness. And when we see it, immediately they see it too. This is the miracle of enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prahaladan  1/24/07&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2463108967831241895?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2463108967831241895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2463108967831241895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2463108967831241895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2463108967831241895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/miracle-of-enrollment.html' title='The Miracle of Enrollment'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-8611382269662871623</id><published>2007-06-03T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:30:13.918-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes to Yoga Instructors'/><title type='text'>Centers of Consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Centers of Consciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are centers of energy along the spinal system from the base of spine to the crown of the head, called wheels or chakras, vortexes of energy. These are somewhat physical, but mostly are astral body pathways, we're told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These chakras each have their own realms of awareness. For example, the base chakra is survival consciousness -- "Me Tarzen, You Jane. Let's get food, get shelter and mate, babe."...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when the upper centers are activated, this base chakra is revealed also to be the abode of all our ancestors and the sages– who sometimes appear to us at the crown chakra, referred to as the “thousand petal lotus.” Well, they don’t actually “appear” to us because at the crown center we’re experiencing oneness, &lt;em&gt;Samadhi&lt;/em&gt;. So if a wise teacher “appears,” we feel we are that. We have become one with that awareness. That’s the nature of the crown chakra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigmund Freud well explained the human view and inclinations from the second chakra -- much of which is determined by sexual instincts and sub-conscious inclinations and viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third, navel area chakra is a base power source for getting things done from a very centered place, very Zen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next chakra is the heart center and Carl Jung well articulated the view from that center of consciousness with the anima and the animus and big love flowing in the heart realm and archetypes within projected outside on others, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still other levels of awareness, windows of consciousness -- that most folks most of the time don't look out of (we mostly operate from the first two or three chakras, sometimes from the heart also). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Prophet Ezekial beautifully offers a view from the 6th chakra, the so-called third eye center, when he describes his vision of the divine chariot. [See Ezekial Chapter One. I’ll include a contemporary translation in this weblog under the label, &lt;em&gt;Introduction to Kabbalah]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also energy vortexes at the base of the throat and just above the crown of the head. Many report that the serpentine sexual energy, kundalini, transmutes as it rises up from sleep at the base of the spine, waking and rising to and through the different centers. And as it rises, it transforms into ever more refined levels of power and subtlety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-8611382269662871623?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/8611382269662871623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=8611382269662871623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8611382269662871623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/8611382269662871623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/centers-of-consciousness.html' title='Centers of Consciousness'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-1430348209294247896</id><published>2007-06-03T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:28:01.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah for Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>Introduction to Kabbalah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Letter to Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmest greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, a friend asked me to share some things that might introduce him to Kabbalah, which is a language of distinctions that help us identify and experience various, ever more refined levels of consciousness. The selections offered on this website, I think, will give you a feel for this body of study. Kabbalah literally translates "receiving," and refers to receiving intuitive "revelations" that don't always lend themselves to words or rational explanation, but nonetheless impact our states of mind and ways of being. The investigations offered on these pages are door-openers to this sort of "receiving."&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, Kabbalah draws on words, images, sacred names and letter symbols found in the Torah, or the Old Testament. Just as one need not be Hindu to draw practical wisdom from the sacred Bhagavad Gita, one need not be Jewish to use this rich treasure chest of wisdom and tools of awakening. Those raised in or embarked upon this rich spiritual tradition may already have some familiarity with the power symbols awash in its vast milky way of light and illumination. Others not yet familiar with the Torah, but drawn to this investigation, may want to find a Bible and read through Genesis to start. The Book of Psalms is also a good entree’ to this scripture. I'm also posting a Weekly Torah Calendar here, brief overviews of different portions of the scripiture. These too will give you a feel for the scripture in the context of this conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prahaladan, Month of Iyar 5766, April/May 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-1430348209294247896?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/1430348209294247896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=1430348209294247896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1430348209294247896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/1430348209294247896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/introduction-to-kabbalah.html' title='Introduction to Kabbalah'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798736037307110962.post-2488514718423999901</id><published>2007-06-03T04:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:21:44.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to Friends'/><title type='text'>Two Silver Trumpets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"... the only thing left is rest and recovering and making meaning of these past two weeks. I would guess that I am cracking open a new chapter in my life. Why not embody it all?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-- from a friend's recent email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear heart,&lt;br /&gt;Loving greetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea you were so injured when you fell - and still you remained a gracious hostess!&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll heal all the way and may that be soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in &lt;em&gt;B'medbar, in the wilderness,&lt;/em&gt; in the realm of purification. Your ribs are broken and I'm covered with poison ivy (I "never" catch poison ivy) -- probably we should be thanking God for this little cleansing thing going on in us -- but who designed it this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some notes from today's Torah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Silver trumpet, silver moon, o’ ye priests and priestesses&lt;br /&gt;Through our service of the trumpet a silver moon&lt;br /&gt;Is waking in us. Its tone calling us to our center&lt;br /&gt;And sending us on our journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We journey by stages. To move to the next stage&lt;br /&gt;Open yourself to the call of the silver trumpet&lt;br /&gt;Access both to inner and outer resources&lt;br /&gt;On our journey of purification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this whole lifetime a journey of purification?&lt;br /&gt;But how did we get impure&lt;br /&gt;And isn’t that God’s doing also?&lt;br /&gt;We could have been created flawless, like the angels&lt;br /&gt;So what’s this purification journey in the wilderness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s a game, man. You designed it&lt;br /&gt;And choose to play it, don’t you remember?&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t get too significant about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, my dear, this must be just what the doctor ordered for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lessons here for us, Rabbi. When we get the message -- no reason to suffer any longer. Meanwhile, let's offer up our suffering -- a burnt offering, a sweet savor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who we are is two silver trumpets -- beaten work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from a brother on the way with you&lt;br /&gt;Prahaladan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many of the themes in this message were drawn from Rabbi Shefa's comments on Numbers 8-12 in her wonderful book, Torah Journeys published by Ben Yahudah Press. For more, go to RabbiShefaGold.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4798736037307110962-2488514718423999901?l=yogakabbalah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/feeds/2488514718423999901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4798736037307110962&amp;postID=2488514718423999901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2488514718423999901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4798736037307110962/posts/default/2488514718423999901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yogakabbalah.blogspot.com/2007/06/two-silver-trumpets.html' title='Two Silver Trumpets'/><author><name>Prahaladan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
