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sadhana
we were down with it the other day
and i bit on a bit of cracked pepper
scrubbing linoleum tiles
doing my Hungarian sadhana
anger and heat mixing with
cold realities
no violins play where no one
dances
blue and red are primary colours
that sing with ruffled feathers
and spilled milk
we laugh
at ourselves
like children with dirty faces
and scraped knees, angels with nothing
up our sleeves
passion is a trembling shell
we put to our ears
and night rolls away the stars.
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Geezer
Mon, 2011-06-13 09:56
Kinda reminds me...
of the Jabberwocky, or some such. It could all make sense, if I just had the key! A pleasant way to spend a few minutes. ~ Gee
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Kailashana2
Mon, 2011-06-13 11:17
Everything, including the
Everything, including the kitchen sink, Sir Gee is my sadhana....after awhile, the practice itself is the *practice*,,,
~A
From wiki: Japanese Sadhana (Buddhism)
Japanese Sadhana (Buddhism)
Sādhanā (Sanskrit साधना, literally "a means of accomplishing something")[1] is spiritual practice.[2] It includes a variety of disciplines in Hindu, Sikh , Buddhist and Muslim traditions that are followed in order to achieve various spiritual or ritual objectives.
The historian N. Bhattacharyya provides a working definition of the benefits of sādhanā as follows:
... religious sādhanā, which both prevents an excess of worldliness and moulds the mind and disposition (bhāva) into a form which develops the knowledge of dispassion and non-attachment. Sādhanā is a means whereby bondage becomes liberation.[3]
Iyengar (1993: p. 22) in his English translation of and commentary to Patañjali's Yoga Sutras defines sādhanā in relation to abhyāsa and kriyā:
Sādhana is a discipline undertaken in the pursuit of a goal. Abhyāsa is repeated practice performed with observation and reflection. Kriyā, or action, also implies perfect execution with study and investigation. Therefore, sādhana, abhyāsa, and kriyā all mean one and the same thing. A sādhaka, or practitioner, is one who skillfully applies...mind and intelligence in practice towards a spiritual goal.
~A
author commentwesley snow
Mon, 2011-06-13 17:52
Yep, it's official
This went over my head. Even with the welcome descriptions I couldn't find even more than an occasional, disconnected image. I'm very sorry. I wish I was wise enough to find the message here, but I am not.
wesley
W. H. Snow
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Kailashana2
Mon, 2011-06-13 18:00
Enlightenment/self
Enlightenment/self-actualization is not always about being in the mind, making clinical reasoningscc and deductions; it's about being present to all the details of one's life, Wesley.
That's what my sadhana (or life's work) has been. It's alluded to in the poem.... making love, fighting, washing floors, tasting a bit of cracked pepper from the earlier dinner, listening... being like children...exploring one's life.
Free your mind to poetry... You do it when you lose yourself telling stories.
~A
author commentwesley snow
Mon, 2011-06-13 23:26
I have always been a story teller
...and with no bow to modesty...a very good one. I am not a poet. Poetry is the hardest thing I have attempted in my life, but since my early twenties I have desired to write a great romantic, fantasy adventure and do it in verse. Prose could not satisfy what I wish to accomplish. The music of the even rhythm and rhyme has always appealed to me. Reading Virgil, Ovid, Keats, Byron has caused me fall in love with this beautifully sounding avenue of telling a tale. But their tales were stories of nobility in a world where God (or gods) were paramount. The story I wish to produce is for one thing only. Not to instruct, not to explain, not to criticize the governments of their day. It is for thrills. High fantasy romance for the purpose of exciting one as they read the ongoing adventures of characters they have grown to love and hate.
If somewhere in this personal adventure I'm having I learn to write good poetry, then I am doubly blessed.
wesley
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raj
Mon, 2011-06-13 23:33
Anna..
the write is impressive and so is the detailed explanation about Sadhana ...Abhyasa ..Kriti ..you seem to be a Sadhaka ..it takes a lot to achieve Siddhi isnt it?...
raj (sublime_ocean)
CCfire
Mon, 2011-06-13 23:38
the only thing I didn't like
the only thing I didn't like was 'i bit on a bit of cracked pepper' felt it a little awkward in the context of the whole poem and suggestion is 'I tasted cracked pepper' or I bit on cracked pepper' as the 2 'bit' in the line just felt too close together for me. The rest especially the violins not playing where no one dances is a wonderful line :)
Chez
"The perfect woman perpetrates literature as she does a small sin: as an experiment, in passing, to see if anybody notices it - and to makes sure that somebody does." - Nietzsche
Eduardo Cruz
Tue, 2011-06-14 02:24
Anna
How do we get to Carnegie Hall, practise, practise, practise. as a taoist I understand the improtants of seeking out our individual truth, through such practise of the simple things we find our perfection.
as you listed them for the layman (making love, fighting, washing floors, tasting a bit of cracked pepper from the earlier dinner, listening... being like children...exploring one's life.
here follows a practise envocation:
Be relaxed, the sky is clear.
Be relaxed, the earth is stable.
Be relaxed, people will be at peace.
All of your spiritual elements return to you.
All of your spiritual guardians accompany you.
The yin and yang of your life being are strongly integrated.
Your life root is firm.
You are on the path to revitalization.
Your emotions and mind are wholesomely active.
The goddess/god of your heart nourishes your life abundantly.
Your internal chi enhances the attainment of your spiritual growth.
All obstacles fade away.
All channels are balanced.
Your healing power contributes to the achievement of a long and happy life.
Your virtuous fulfillment in the world is accomplished.
You will ascend to the high Realm of Tai Ching.
This is the message from the Divine One Of Tao.
This must be read in the first person.
always in search of understanding,
Eddie
LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE
Kailashana2
Tue, 2011-06-14 11:30
((((((lady J)))))
((((((lady J)))))
Thank you all for reading and your comments; yes the poem had all those elements... and hopefully more. (and the 2 bits stay...for *effect*... ;-) )
~A
dear Raj regarding siddhi: http://www3.telus.net/public/sarlo/Yadi2.htm
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