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Witness
Author Pick, Mindfulness

Witness the relationship to yourself and thoughts 

“The Varaha Upanishad (Part IV) refers to the Bhumika (‘stage of development of wisdom’) which is of the form of pranava (Aum or Om) as formed of or divided into – akāra, ukāra, makāra and ardhmātra, which is on account of the difference of sthula (‘gross’), sukshama (‘subtle’), bija (‘seed’ or ‘causal’) and sakshi (‘witness’) whose avasthas (‘states’) are – ‘waking’, ‘dreaming’, ‘dream-less sleep’ and ‘turiya’. Sakshi which…

fraid rope
Mindfulness, Poetry

Let Go 

Letting go seems to be The last piece blocking me Sitting here I just don’t know How to get back into flow All I can do is sit right here Not focused on things far or near Why do I need to control When the…

chakras
Poetry

Love between self 

Feeling where you are I need to give up before I stray I have no emotions What is it I feel today? Feelings just arise They come and go What are they trying to say I don’t know I need to learn What it means…

there are two
Poetry

Fusion 

Two appear to be separate Higher and the lower Domination, they struggle for Attempt to destroy an ego Will just create a shadow See, you cannot Run away from dirt Fly away into sky Dragged down, you will be Open heart to all Sky and…

The seven
Mindfulness

Uncontrived spaciousness 

With a wide, open mind, the light seeps in. First just a flash, but it grows and throbs. In time, it will begin to highlight everything you see, the world becomes luminous and shiny. Brilliant and beautiful. Sitting at ease, resting in uncontrived spaciousness this…

Universe Static
Poetry

Out of tune 

“Love is an interesting idea,” Govinda noted, “but it’s one that can imprison some minds rather than free them. Like fire, it depends on the mind using it to see how it will ultimately be used.” – A Heart Blown Open: The Life & Practice…

Buzzing Reality
Poetry

Spontaneity 

This is how it goes My heart making prose About realization As it thumps away Connections make my day To all of reality I feel awake Buzzing making me shake And cry in humility If you want to know About this song I’ll show You…

Wilting Rose
Poetry

All those flowers 

I used to watch a lot of porn. Over the past year or so it started to change as an experience for me. I started seeing more of the pain and emptiness in the faces of the actresses. The paint started to wear off. The…