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Queensboro Bridge Love 🍂 🌺
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November 5, 2020

Coming across the Queensboro Bridge from a glorious, summer weekend in the ‘getaway’ Hamptons at the other end of Long Island, the sight of Manhattan is breathtaking, and reminds one of the marvel of architects and the labor to build this amazing city with hundreds of skyscrapers. ‘I Love New York’ represents a lot of the loving that goes on in this great city. The 1970’s was the decade when unabashed ‘loving’ exploded open for the first time in history everywhere freedoms were the norm. The ‘Big Apple’ was no less than at the forefront.

Heaven is a place on Earth, but sometimes next door to Hell. Life must have the positive and negative for the mindful and consciousness to grow, otherwise people will become useless and lazy as well as unprepared for even natures calamities. Life is one of the bridges or transitions from one experience to another, many very fair and some unfair that frequently come from not paying attention and making best of available choices preferably with a balance of the heart and mind in a space of common sense.

A bridge is sometimes the passage from one experience to the next as in leaving the sands and peacefulness of the Hamptons of the past and crossing that bridge into the unknown future. The mind needs the future for seeking. The mind is a restless avoider of the moment where truth awaits the perceiver. The mind needs the future in order to move. It can move either in the past or in the future. It cannot move in the present; there is no space. The truth is in the present, and mind is always in the future or in the past, so there is no meeting between mind and truth.

Seek not; otherwise you will miss. Seek not and find. Don’t seek and find. The past and the future are rascals cluttering the mind ’til you let go of both and ‘STOP’, into ‘moment’. There is an ancient art of love making which is called, ‘tantra’. To be in the state of tantra, there is no past, no future, no you, no them, no body, just oneness and the moment of stillness where everything is no more. In the beginning, and in the end there is only the sound of silence. To be or not to be is not the question, for there is no question hence no answer.

Not only is the breath a bridge to your body, it is also a bridge between you and the universe. The body is just the universe which has come to you, which is nearer to you. You are the breath. ‘Still’ the breath.
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Boots on the Ground

November 1, 2020
Everyone is really good at a few things, and better than most sometimes by a lot. All of us are not good at most things, and we need to acknowledge that and soften the ego. The list of what I’m not good at would take a few books to list. Take a look at what you are likely better at than almost anyone, surely there are things! I’m in an elite category in 3 or 4 things especially – playing backgammon, public free speech, relationships as a spiritual journey, me ….and I’ll stop there.

So … ‘boots on the ground’ is a military term for ‘slugging it out’ in the thick of conflict. Used in a non military way, it’s a dedication to a purpose with acute attention and intention to be the best or among the best at what ever it is you are doing. Could be anything from cooking to intellect quotient to being lazy to sports to fixing things to ‘you name it’ and you could be at the top of the pyramid. Always focus on the positive things you are best at, or desire to.

Love is a battle field If you pick the wrong one to love, or just maybe YOU have been the wrong one? If you’re waiting for love, you’re not going to get very far. The only thing permanent is change. If love is a ‘battle field’, it’s because with you’re falling into love and end up getting wrecked in the fall, and the culprit is both of you, the other, or just you. In any case, whether the pitcher hits the rock or the rock hits the pitcher, it’s going to be bad for the pitcher. And, you’re the pitcher!

New love can be an ‘airhead’ trip where the heart takes over the mind in what’s a Wall St. term, ‘a friendly takeover’ where the details of each others past becomes put in the closet ’til the unresolved issues open the closet door and expose themselves. Then, the boots of love are on the ground probably for the length of the connection, unless ways are used (meditation and mindfulness) and are deployed to ‘rise the love to the ethers’ that are there waiting for ‘dual’ action. Everything worthwhile needs the appropriate sensitivity and care to grow and maintain it’s ultimate position.

Life need not be picking up the crumbs of a broken connection with yourself and/or another, when paying attention with discernment, the ladder to nirvana is waiting lonely within. Let go of any ‘philophobia’s’ or the condition where a person fears the idea of ‘letting go’ and merging with the fullness of love. Submit to it, and then if real and vulnerable, the surrender comes in silently in the form of divine and limitless love.

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Can’t Get Enough.. 😮
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October 16, 2020

If you’re waiting for love, you’re not going to get very far unless… heart over mind, life will chew you up if you’re just going to hang around waiting for the miracle of love. Is waiting, what is already hidden in plain site inside you, counterproductive? Many are a prisoner of themselves, be it self criticism, lack of optimism, focusing on the negatives of the past, and just

letting go of the negatives which put you behind bars.

Looking for love is almost a sisyphean undertaking. From the ancient Greek of Homer’s Iliad, Sisyphus was sentenced to endless torture, and he has been portrayed as trying to push a huge rock up a mountain only to get near the top where he always slips back never able to reach the top. Like love, a toll can be taken by letting you down. Catching love can be like chasing a rainbow or trying to catch a housefly with your hand, or like short-order cooks slinging hash in a diner. Know you’ve already got it, six to eight inches below your chin.

I’m not surprised some people are ready to chuck the whole chasing love thing and spend their energies thinking about something more pleasant, like hockey fights. Like with anything in search of, one must stay the course. Looking for love can take its toll. Mixed love sometimes needs a holiday. Real deep love though is a holiday that never ends. Missing the mark of real love and wanting it but not opening your heart in the search is like needing hip boots and a machete as you’re wading your way through the barrier you’ve created while settling on love’s substitutes.

The devil hangs in negativity and the mind, with a heart that gets little attention but needless suffering. The prison of love is prison from love, that is living habits that don’t nurture the opening of the heart. Creeping negative habits and the chasing of material and mind satisfactions puts the quest for love in the unattended dark. Not getting enough of desires is walking in the opposite direction of seeing where love is hidden waiting by your attention. Always, being on the run for anything but what will release you from that prison is to always be like Sisyphus pushing the rock up the mountain, until one day the futility will dawn on you that it’s the barriers that blind you to seeing and feeling that love is already within you waiting to grow with your letting go of all that creates a prison. Be free and love arises.
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