Hello All,
I was flying along happily in life over the weekend after returning from India. See previous 4 blogs (start from the beginning).
I was a bit concerned how my new feeling of touching into Oneness would be when I returned to work. Actually, it wasn't too bad. I was a bit tired yet work went smoothly.
Monday evening I called the Australian Coordinator for Oneness, Lisa to ask her about the venue. I do not know why we got onto what my tickets were for getting to Sydney, but it quickly came to light that I had a major problem. I was to arrive 24 hours after the rest of the crowd had departed Sydney.
The problem is based in many errors mostly in my opinion in working with and trusting Flight Centre. I was working with Mark Trim of Adelaide FC and had asked him specifically back in Late Feb or early March how soon I could buy my connecting flights from Perth to Sydney. He said the flight from Sydney would be in the arvo of 2 May so arrive earlly on 2 May would be fine.
I vaguely remember an email being put out saying something in the order of, "some people will need to change their schedule because of a plane change from Sydney to Nadi". I knew KNEW since I had been told directly by MT that I was not one of those, "some people". I didn't even pay it any attention.
I felt absolutely devastated, squashed, flattened all the abandonment issues of childhood came washing back in. Here I had paid nearly $5000 for a workshop that I was set to miss. Even as I write this and think about missing that plane I feel terror. And, the rough part would have been that I would have gotten there with not enough funds to even make it to Nadi on my own somehow. And, and and and and and and and. My stomach is sour even now as I write this.
Fortunately I had scheduled a session with Friend Isha and was able to get some body work and be received by a dear friend that really loves me. When I departed her home I departed with homemade soup and a couple of fruits as gifts.
I was very quiet at work on Tuesday. Tuesday evening I gave two massages to friends, and spirit energy started to rise as it will with friends. So, by bed time I was cruising along, hurt, but healthy. I was not attempting in any way to hide from my hurt. I was deeply feeling it as that is what we do in Oneness. To get to real Oneness we no longer hide from our pain, we feel it completely. It will go away.
So, flights changed and I told work that now I needed to leave on Wednesday evening rather than on Thursday evening.
Wednesday I am at work and again feeling a bit wired and excited. OH, I had an interesting conversation with Namrata a friend that is flying to Perth 8 May to stay here at my abode till I return and then some. We shared my pain for a bit then as is common Namrata told me that I could make that devastated feeling go away by tapping on it with EFT which she and I both do. I don't feel that I got my point across that in the new paridigm one doesn't hide from the pain of life. You live it deeply. If you are angry really feel that anger, In love, same really feel that love. In pain feel the pain, don't compartmentalize it like we usually do. Don't run from it, no hiding BE IT.
So, during morning break I called friend Jenny who is flying to Fiji tonight also. During the conversation it came out that the return trip was also &*()&*()_*(_) ed. We would not be able to come back to Perth in time for Isha's 11 May workshop. I now won't arrive until it is over. Flattened again.
I would like to write more. I have got to finish and pack and shower and get out of here.
Let's just say on one level . . . it is only money. I will be open to being invited for food when i return as the funds are greatly dimisihed now.
As for doing the Oneness . . . it works best when one can open up to their vunerableness. I am THERE in SPADES now, ha ha ha.
See you all for more updates when I return.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Wednesday, 30 April 2008
Sunday, 27 April 2008
India Chapter 4
Please go to be beginning of this series, Chapter 1 down a bit.
This is odds and ends that I have remember since writing the other three chapters.
One thing that I am noticing is the perfection in all that has happened to me on my path to Fiji and the Oneness Blessing workshop. There is no accident that what took place in India worked out the way that it did. Because of my late decision to go, I had a cheaper fare than Isha and had to stay in a hotel. Because of staying in the Hotel, I was able to position myself into two Darshans. Also, then I had all the incredible trips back and forth from the Hotel. I was able to meet our Mr. Cool Monish that was our coordinator for getting people to/from the Deccan Plaza hotel. and our driver Deepak. I would work on looking them both up when I return. As well as Mohammad Moheesh the seller of the bowl that I bought.
And what of that incredible meeting of the Eagle eh?
Going through Singapore was interesting too. The last time I went I was at the Budget terminal and there is not much there. The main terminal is shaped much like the letter U. The base is terminal 1, the left is terminal 2 and the right is Terminal 3. In Terminal 2 are two huge Orchid gardens very well tended. My photos do not do them justice. In Terminal 3 you can buy a new Mac for a considerable discount. I could save close to $500 A by purchasing the next laptop as I pass through Singapore. I am just not sure that I can wait that long, ha ha ha. And anyone concerned about the plug being wrong needn't. The different country plugs slidi off of the main adapter and are interchangable with the main body.
There is a lounge at the corner of Terminal 1 and 2 where you can get a shower and a bed. The beds are not that great and there is a lot of noise in the surrounding area. Or, you can pay a fair bit more for a bed in a hotel for 4 hours of privacy.
Next time that I go through Singapore though I will attempt to contact a woman that I know through the Buddhist society that works for Singapore Airlines and see if I can get a tour of downtown. There is a free bus service and my layover was for 7 hours going up. Only about 3 returning and the nap time cut me close for getting on the plane.
Remember how I lightly mentioned about all the horn honking? On the rear of all the trucks, Tatas and many other vehicles it says in very large letters, "SOUND HORN". And of course everyone does. It is to indicate to the driver that someone wishes to pass. With all the noise I really don't know how anyone would hear the horn though. For me walking on the street, I found that after just 3 days, I paid little attention to the horns honking all over. There are just so many that it is an incesstant noise.
I was fortunate to observe some construction going on. Therre was a large stack of hand made bricks across from the hotel. I would guess that it was close to my height of 6'5" and covered about 2 meters square. There were two women that would approach the stack and a man would hand them a brick that they placed length ways on their head. Then they were handed two bricks that they then put cross ways on top of the previous one. Then two more and two more after that then one more that they could barely reach into place. Off they would then go walking with their hands at their sides, balancing this stack. When they moved bags of sand, same thing onto the head it went. Off they would go with a straight spine. The men would take the bags of sand and put them on one shoulder and walk off with spine all askew. Hmmmm me thinks that the women were onto something. Though I bet that they have been doing this for years and have quite the strong neck muscles.
Another interesting bit that I noticed and others commented on it too. Everyone that we saw was CLEAN and wearing very bright CLEAN clothes. With this population and water scarce even here I really don't know how they kept so clean.
Oh yeah. As we were leaving the Newman Camput I observed many people pointing their Digital cameras up into the night sky and taking pictures. I asked Moria what they were doing. Oh, you have not noticed? Noticed What? When you take a picture here you will get energy balls in the picture. Well, it took me a couple of settings before I found one that would work. Seems that there is so much energy in the area that taking a picture of the night sky you come up with what looks like water on the lens of the camera when you took the snapshot. Now having worked with Friend Gavin Grieve here in Perth and the Americana Leadership College, I also know that everyone has the Spirit beings around them that appear as white energy balls. Hmmm I must ask him what he thinks of this. My pictures once I got home were a dismal success. Isha says that she has a couple of shots that are great and will be emailing them to me to see if I can get them to print. Mine printed mostly black ink and a lot of it ha ha ha. Though one did show through.
One of the most moving times for me was just prior to going for the second Darshan when we were all crammed like sardines in a can at the gate. First off someone urged us to form 2 single lines, yeah right. Then they told us that we were not allowed to bring our shoes out of the gate, hmmmm. Ever tried to take off shoes when you cannot even see you feet due to the crush of people? With the help of a couple of others I got mine off and into my book bag. Then someone nearer to the front than I started the Moola mantra. It was quickly and quietly taken up by about 300 voices singing in quiet reverence prepatory to seeing Sri Amma Bhagavan. It was errie and awesome at the same time. Here it is in caps and broken down phonetically:
Ommmmmmmmmm
SAT CHIT ANANDA PARA BRAHMA
PURUSHO THAMA PARA MA TE MA
SRI BHAGAVATI SA ME THA
SRI BHAGAVATE NA MA HA
So the next question I will get is what does it all mean right?
Om - The primordial sound of the universe
Sat - Truth
Chit - Pure Consciousness
Ananda - Bliss
Parabrahama - The supreme creator
Purushothama - The energy which incarnates as an avatar to guide us.
Paramatma - The divinity present in every being
Sri Bhagavati - The female aspect of creation
Sametha - In communion with
Sri Bhagavate - The male aspect of creation
Namaha - Salutations
It is the opening mantra before the Oneness Givers start giving. It is also best used often before the Ananda or Dyana Meditations to really open up to the power of those two meditation mantras.
All day Saturday, when I was about doing my Saturday things of bike riding, getting food in for the week, cleaning the house etc. The Moola Mantra was humming through my head. I found it very difficult to push hard on the bike. My friend George will attest to that. I was willing to go about 10 kph slower than normal and not much else. George did most of the work as I was just unable to PUSH at all.
It is said of Oneness Blessing that it helps to stop the incessant chatter of the mind. My chatter has all gone for a while and is taken up by the Moola Mantra. I hope that stays that way for a very long time.
I have been very quiet this weekend. It has been good to allow me to process all that has happened. And there is so much more to happen just starting 5 nights from now as I go off to Fiji to learn the process. I feel much calmer than I was before I left and when I left I was doing calmness well, ha ha ha.
OH, for all that I ate in India, I have not gained any weight, yehah.
I will add more to this blog later. I had about 5 things that I wanted to say and have forgotten all of them, ha ha ha. Must be near bed time.
gene
This is odds and ends that I have remember since writing the other three chapters.
One thing that I am noticing is the perfection in all that has happened to me on my path to Fiji and the Oneness Blessing workshop. There is no accident that what took place in India worked out the way that it did. Because of my late decision to go, I had a cheaper fare than Isha and had to stay in a hotel. Because of staying in the Hotel, I was able to position myself into two Darshans. Also, then I had all the incredible trips back and forth from the Hotel. I was able to meet our Mr. Cool Monish that was our coordinator for getting people to/from the Deccan Plaza hotel. and our driver Deepak. I would work on looking them both up when I return. As well as Mohammad Moheesh the seller of the bowl that I bought.
And what of that incredible meeting of the Eagle eh?
Going through Singapore was interesting too. The last time I went I was at the Budget terminal and there is not much there. The main terminal is shaped much like the letter U. The base is terminal 1, the left is terminal 2 and the right is Terminal 3. In Terminal 2 are two huge Orchid gardens very well tended. My photos do not do them justice. In Terminal 3 you can buy a new Mac for a considerable discount. I could save close to $500 A by purchasing the next laptop as I pass through Singapore. I am just not sure that I can wait that long, ha ha ha. And anyone concerned about the plug being wrong needn't. The different country plugs slidi off of the main adapter and are interchangable with the main body.
There is a lounge at the corner of Terminal 1 and 2 where you can get a shower and a bed. The beds are not that great and there is a lot of noise in the surrounding area. Or, you can pay a fair bit more for a bed in a hotel for 4 hours of privacy.
Next time that I go through Singapore though I will attempt to contact a woman that I know through the Buddhist society that works for Singapore Airlines and see if I can get a tour of downtown. There is a free bus service and my layover was for 7 hours going up. Only about 3 returning and the nap time cut me close for getting on the plane.
Remember how I lightly mentioned about all the horn honking? On the rear of all the trucks, Tatas and many other vehicles it says in very large letters, "SOUND HORN". And of course everyone does. It is to indicate to the driver that someone wishes to pass. With all the noise I really don't know how anyone would hear the horn though. For me walking on the street, I found that after just 3 days, I paid little attention to the horns honking all over. There are just so many that it is an incesstant noise.
I was fortunate to observe some construction going on. Therre was a large stack of hand made bricks across from the hotel. I would guess that it was close to my height of 6'5" and covered about 2 meters square. There were two women that would approach the stack and a man would hand them a brick that they placed length ways on their head. Then they were handed two bricks that they then put cross ways on top of the previous one. Then two more and two more after that then one more that they could barely reach into place. Off they would then go walking with their hands at their sides, balancing this stack. When they moved bags of sand, same thing onto the head it went. Off they would go with a straight spine. The men would take the bags of sand and put them on one shoulder and walk off with spine all askew. Hmmmm me thinks that the women were onto something. Though I bet that they have been doing this for years and have quite the strong neck muscles.
Another interesting bit that I noticed and others commented on it too. Everyone that we saw was CLEAN and wearing very bright CLEAN clothes. With this population and water scarce even here I really don't know how they kept so clean.
Oh yeah. As we were leaving the Newman Camput I observed many people pointing their Digital cameras up into the night sky and taking pictures. I asked Moria what they were doing. Oh, you have not noticed? Noticed What? When you take a picture here you will get energy balls in the picture. Well, it took me a couple of settings before I found one that would work. Seems that there is so much energy in the area that taking a picture of the night sky you come up with what looks like water on the lens of the camera when you took the snapshot. Now having worked with Friend Gavin Grieve here in Perth and the Americana Leadership College, I also know that everyone has the Spirit beings around them that appear as white energy balls. Hmmm I must ask him what he thinks of this. My pictures once I got home were a dismal success. Isha says that she has a couple of shots that are great and will be emailing them to me to see if I can get them to print. Mine printed mostly black ink and a lot of it ha ha ha. Though one did show through.
One of the most moving times for me was just prior to going for the second Darshan when we were all crammed like sardines in a can at the gate. First off someone urged us to form 2 single lines, yeah right. Then they told us that we were not allowed to bring our shoes out of the gate, hmmmm. Ever tried to take off shoes when you cannot even see you feet due to the crush of people? With the help of a couple of others I got mine off and into my book bag. Then someone nearer to the front than I started the Moola mantra. It was quickly and quietly taken up by about 300 voices singing in quiet reverence prepatory to seeing Sri Amma Bhagavan. It was errie and awesome at the same time. Here it is in caps and broken down phonetically:
Ommmmmmmmmm
SAT CHIT ANANDA PARA BRAHMA
PURUSHO THAMA PARA MA TE MA
SRI BHAGAVATI SA ME THA
SRI BHAGAVATE NA MA HA
So the next question I will get is what does it all mean right?
Om - The primordial sound of the universe
Sat - Truth
Chit - Pure Consciousness
Ananda - Bliss
Parabrahama - The supreme creator
Purushothama - The energy which incarnates as an avatar to guide us.
Paramatma - The divinity present in every being
Sri Bhagavati - The female aspect of creation
Sametha - In communion with
Sri Bhagavate - The male aspect of creation
Namaha - Salutations
It is the opening mantra before the Oneness Givers start giving. It is also best used often before the Ananda or Dyana Meditations to really open up to the power of those two meditation mantras.
All day Saturday, when I was about doing my Saturday things of bike riding, getting food in for the week, cleaning the house etc. The Moola Mantra was humming through my head. I found it very difficult to push hard on the bike. My friend George will attest to that. I was willing to go about 10 kph slower than normal and not much else. George did most of the work as I was just unable to PUSH at all.
It is said of Oneness Blessing that it helps to stop the incessant chatter of the mind. My chatter has all gone for a while and is taken up by the Moola Mantra. I hope that stays that way for a very long time.
I have been very quiet this weekend. It has been good to allow me to process all that has happened. And there is so much more to happen just starting 5 nights from now as I go off to Fiji to learn the process. I feel much calmer than I was before I left and when I left I was doing calmness well, ha ha ha.
OH, for all that I ate in India, I have not gained any weight, yehah.
I will add more to this blog later. I had about 5 things that I wanted to say and have forgotten all of them, ha ha ha. Must be near bed time.
gene
India Chapter 3
Please start from the beginning at Chapter 1
Wednesday morning I was up early for Breakky. The juice of the day was Papaya. I have since arriving home attempted to duplicate this awesome tasting juice with little success.
Everyone is still in some level of shock over the events of the previous day. Much of the information that I gave you was reported in the local newspaper.
I was hoping to find some souivener to bring home. I had walked the streets some, but felt uncomfortable going in and out of these small shops. There was a kiosk in the Hotel and I went in their to look at the shawls etc. My problem was that I didn't really need a shawl myself and could not think of who to buy one for. The Pashimina Shawls cost $10,000 R ($275 A) and the cheapest came to $5.56 A. Still, who to get one for. Finally I saw a singing bowl. I have been looking for one of these. He had two. He said that came from his family dating back 3-4 generations around 300 years old. Yeah right, I got a bridge to sell too.
I eventually purchased a 10 cm bowl that is about 4 mil thick. most all the bowls that I have ever seen tend to be fairly thin. This one is not and has a very nice sound to it too.
The word for today is that we are to go to Newman which is Sri Amma's Missionary school and Sri Amma Bhagavan are coming out from the Oneness University to let us sit with them for a bit.
Time of leaving has been changed to 14:00. I go back up to my room for some shuteye. When I wake I had left my window blinds open. . . I noticed movement and saw an Eagle sitting on the window sill. I had purchased a Digital camera before leaving Perth and the previous day played with it quite a bit. I eased up to the window and got many shots. finally since I could hear the bird Screeing, I decided to attempt the movie portion of the Digital ability. I got about 2 minutes of the Eagle calling out to something, somewhere. I can see a reflection of me in the window smiling ear to ear, ha ha ha.
Off we go to Newman. Once there we are fed into a medium sized room wtih 6 air cons running full tilt. We sit for about an hour waiting for what is next. I noticed a lady to my right not looking very well and encouraged her to lay down on the tile floor to rest. about 10 minutes later a group to the front starts chanting the Moola Mantra and everyone joins in. I have that recorded too. The recording is not as good as being there. Finally a Dasa comes in and gives us more info. Pretty much same as yesterday. Except that we weill be filed into another auditorium to meet wtih Sri Amma Bhagavan in 3 groups.
Eventually that happens. I am the last in of the third group. I had hoped to be the last in of group 2 and first in for group 3. Oh Well. As it turns out there were 3 more people latter than I. The last I encouraged to sit to my right where there was more room.
The curtains are opened and there they sat. Looking pretty much like they do in the many pictures that I have of them. Many people were moaning, giggling, swooning in their presence. I didn't feel that much I have to say.
After the curtains are closed, the last lady and I started to chat. Find out that she is from Burlington VT, fairly close to my friend up that way. I got her details to email to Elizabeth and Tara.
Out we go so that the next batch can come in. We westerners are much better behaved than the Indians of Yesterday. We stir for a while till our Guides find everyone and herd us off to the busses. Another interesting journey that I won't bore you with, ha ha ha. Back at the Hotel, I see Smitha the Asian lady that had gotten dizzy at Newman. I sit with her and a friend and they are wanting to know all that they can about my touch of Spiritually Guided Healing. They are off to a meeting and wish to give me a Deeksha. We could not find a good time, so decided to do it right then and there. Smitha's email address is 'iceheater' Her hands were so hot it was incredible. Her friend was no slouch either, ha ha ha. I had difficulty finishing supper before heading up to my room.
At Breakky on Friday morn, I met up with Kiwi Friend Kathleen. She tells me that a friend of hers on the Campus told her that all the Campus crowd was to be bussed to Newman today Friday. and that she and her friend Morea were heading out in a Taxi, did I wish to come??? YOU BETCHA!!!
Off to find out what time I need to check out, YIKES I have 15 minutes to pack and check out before we go. Whew! got it done. I stepped back into the Breakky room and saw Smitha. She told me that all at the table wished to have my healing. So, 6 quick healings then the restaurant people also wanted healing. I got another 4-5 of them before darting for the taxi.
Off we go in the Taxi. This fellow is much more cautious and it takes us quite a while to get there. As I am walking up the path I see Isha in front of me. I catch up with her for a few moments of conversation then head off with Kathleen and Morea to get near the gate as we have to leave asap after the Darshan. While waiting they decide to give Deeksha. I got 4 Deeksha before we got inside. It must have made a difference because this time when the Curtains were opened I had a real sense of the energy that Sri Bhagavan and Sri Amma were transmitting.
Afterwards I got 2 more Deeksha's. Later I was able to buy some photos of Sri Amma Bhagavan and a couple of books too. We got back to the hotel in time for Lunch and the crowd was mostly Indian now instead of mostly non-Indian. Later hanging out on the hotel lounges, the Koreans had returned from their tour and wished for more healing from me. After I requested Deeksha from them. I got 7 more Deeksha. We had been told here in Perth that a person ought to only recieve no more than 9 Deeksha in any one day.
Later at the Airport I received another 7 from the Chinese. I can say only that the trip home was unevenful and very peaceful for me, ha ha ha.
Well, there is my India trip in a nutshell. There is more, but, trivial and I may or may not add more later.
Best wishes to all of you.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
PS. I leave for Fiji and Level One of Oneness Blessing in this coming Thursday evening.
Wednesday morning I was up early for Breakky. The juice of the day was Papaya. I have since arriving home attempted to duplicate this awesome tasting juice with little success.
Everyone is still in some level of shock over the events of the previous day. Much of the information that I gave you was reported in the local newspaper.
I was hoping to find some souivener to bring home. I had walked the streets some, but felt uncomfortable going in and out of these small shops. There was a kiosk in the Hotel and I went in their to look at the shawls etc. My problem was that I didn't really need a shawl myself and could not think of who to buy one for. The Pashimina Shawls cost $10,000 R ($275 A) and the cheapest came to $5.56 A. Still, who to get one for. Finally I saw a singing bowl. I have been looking for one of these. He had two. He said that came from his family dating back 3-4 generations around 300 years old. Yeah right, I got a bridge to sell too.
I eventually purchased a 10 cm bowl that is about 4 mil thick. most all the bowls that I have ever seen tend to be fairly thin. This one is not and has a very nice sound to it too.
The word for today is that we are to go to Newman which is Sri Amma's Missionary school and Sri Amma Bhagavan are coming out from the Oneness University to let us sit with them for a bit.
Time of leaving has been changed to 14:00. I go back up to my room for some shuteye. When I wake I had left my window blinds open. . . I noticed movement and saw an Eagle sitting on the window sill. I had purchased a Digital camera before leaving Perth and the previous day played with it quite a bit. I eased up to the window and got many shots. finally since I could hear the bird Screeing, I decided to attempt the movie portion of the Digital ability. I got about 2 minutes of the Eagle calling out to something, somewhere. I can see a reflection of me in the window smiling ear to ear, ha ha ha.
Off we go to Newman. Once there we are fed into a medium sized room wtih 6 air cons running full tilt. We sit for about an hour waiting for what is next. I noticed a lady to my right not looking very well and encouraged her to lay down on the tile floor to rest. about 10 minutes later a group to the front starts chanting the Moola Mantra and everyone joins in. I have that recorded too. The recording is not as good as being there. Finally a Dasa comes in and gives us more info. Pretty much same as yesterday. Except that we weill be filed into another auditorium to meet wtih Sri Amma Bhagavan in 3 groups.
Eventually that happens. I am the last in of the third group. I had hoped to be the last in of group 2 and first in for group 3. Oh Well. As it turns out there were 3 more people latter than I. The last I encouraged to sit to my right where there was more room.
The curtains are opened and there they sat. Looking pretty much like they do in the many pictures that I have of them. Many people were moaning, giggling, swooning in their presence. I didn't feel that much I have to say.
After the curtains are closed, the last lady and I started to chat. Find out that she is from Burlington VT, fairly close to my friend up that way. I got her details to email to Elizabeth and Tara.
Out we go so that the next batch can come in. We westerners are much better behaved than the Indians of Yesterday. We stir for a while till our Guides find everyone and herd us off to the busses. Another interesting journey that I won't bore you with, ha ha ha. Back at the Hotel, I see Smitha the Asian lady that had gotten dizzy at Newman. I sit with her and a friend and they are wanting to know all that they can about my touch of Spiritually Guided Healing. They are off to a meeting and wish to give me a Deeksha. We could not find a good time, so decided to do it right then and there. Smitha's email address is 'iceheater' Her hands were so hot it was incredible. Her friend was no slouch either, ha ha ha. I had difficulty finishing supper before heading up to my room.
At Breakky on Friday morn, I met up with Kiwi Friend Kathleen. She tells me that a friend of hers on the Campus told her that all the Campus crowd was to be bussed to Newman today Friday. and that she and her friend Morea were heading out in a Taxi, did I wish to come??? YOU BETCHA!!!
Off to find out what time I need to check out, YIKES I have 15 minutes to pack and check out before we go. Whew! got it done. I stepped back into the Breakky room and saw Smitha. She told me that all at the table wished to have my healing. So, 6 quick healings then the restaurant people also wanted healing. I got another 4-5 of them before darting for the taxi.
Off we go in the Taxi. This fellow is much more cautious and it takes us quite a while to get there. As I am walking up the path I see Isha in front of me. I catch up with her for a few moments of conversation then head off with Kathleen and Morea to get near the gate as we have to leave asap after the Darshan. While waiting they decide to give Deeksha. I got 4 Deeksha before we got inside. It must have made a difference because this time when the Curtains were opened I had a real sense of the energy that Sri Bhagavan and Sri Amma were transmitting.
Afterwards I got 2 more Deeksha's. Later I was able to buy some photos of Sri Amma Bhagavan and a couple of books too. We got back to the hotel in time for Lunch and the crowd was mostly Indian now instead of mostly non-Indian. Later hanging out on the hotel lounges, the Koreans had returned from their tour and wished for more healing from me. After I requested Deeksha from them. I got 7 more Deeksha. We had been told here in Perth that a person ought to only recieve no more than 9 Deeksha in any one day.
Later at the Airport I received another 7 from the Chinese. I can say only that the trip home was unevenful and very peaceful for me, ha ha ha.
Well, there is my India trip in a nutshell. There is more, but, trivial and I may or may not add more later.
Best wishes to all of you.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
PS. I leave for Fiji and Level One of Oneness Blessing in this coming Thursday evening.
India Chapter 2
Please do not read this blog before reading the Chapter 1.
The Dasa got up and took the mike. First off was to chant the Moola Mantra. (I will get it for you later)
Then he said: When we had discussed how many people were likely to show up for this Temple Opening we estimated there would be 200,000 people per day for 6 days for a total of 1.2 million people. We hired the largest crowd control company that we could get, not knowing ourselves how to deal with so many people.
The idea was that people would pass through the Temple and Sri Amma Bhagavan and all the people passing would place energy into the temple as the Golden Ball was placed into the Temple. Last night we had 45,000 gate crashers. (some of this information that I will relate now, I learned later) These people came through the fields, pushing through fences and disrupting the area greatly. They also, either climbed over our walls, or broke the walls down. Once at the Temple, doors were smashed in as well as windows.
This Tuesday Morning, we had a crowd of 500,000 people at the Temple. The first crowd into the Temple refused to leave easily. When they had gone the next also were refusing to leave. Outside, with 37 degree heat and water for 200,000 people were getting stressed. There was a stampede and 5 people were killed. The police and military were called in and they have taken over the Temple and are dragging people out of the Temple. We have put in a request that maybe tomorrow the people that have flown in from all over the world could be allowed into the Temple.
We were all shaken, crestfallen, saddened, in shock, disapointed, and many other terms. I sat in my sorrowness feeling very alone. I realized later that I could look at what was happening from two points of view. I could say that I had come up to see the temple and missed that the trip was stuffed. OR, I could view all of it that I had come to India for an adventure and the trip was Sensational. I choose to be in the attitude of the later.
One very important thing that happened while I was on the campus was the very clear knowingness of being separate from all these Oneness Givers. It was very clear to me that they were all "ONE" and that I was not one of them. There was nothing said ever by any of them about this separation as they felt me to be one with them. I however could not "FEEL" this same sensation as I have yet to go through the process. I was like the man walking in a white suit through the tar pit not getting dirty, or more appropriately, walking through Angel dust not getting dusty, ha ha ha. Mostly, I laid down on my ever trusty Thermarest and slept. The Deeksha energy flowing off all of these people was truly awesome. I could feel and sense that and being horizontal was the best option for me.
Then there was the return trip. I was happy to be in the same vehicle again. I trusted this driver. And, he had trusted me. Finally around 11:30 we are heading back. I was some tired, but not. Wired too. And, since it is night time trip back I choose to be very alert. One thing I realized quickly was that all the big trucks that I saw that night did NOT have any tail lights on. And that they drove fairly slowly like 30 - 40 kph. While we were attempting to get 60 80 or 100 kph. Also, that the on coming traffic never dimmed their headlights and ours were a bit off centre too. SO, the only way to "see" a lumbering truck was to look for a black hole. Now a Black hole in traffic is when you see headlights way up the road that disapear as you get closer. What caused the lights to disapear? Ahhh a big truck. And mostly they were not willing to give up the centre lane no matter how much a horn was laid upon. And they were smart not too. The outside lane could be blocked by something anywhere along the way. Many trucks were parked along the verge. However, too often a tired trucker not being able to find a spot to park, would just stop in the lane and park without any lights, signals, warning devises anything for oncoming traffic to be warned of his presence.
Another, device that made travel interesting was the police have these barricades that they would just put in the traffic flow slow traffic. Great, but they were not set up for being seen at night. ie not reflectors of any kind. The only way to see one was to notice traffic slowing, or if no traffic since we were first on site just really great awareness. And, through all of this everyone is jockying for best position. Most of the travellers would drive with one wheel well over the centre lane to be assured that if they needed to make a lane change that they already had their spot marked. And, there are still plenty of bicycles, ox carts, motorcycles, busses all going along dodging on both sides of the big trucks.
Somehow, somewhere, at some point that I was carefully observing we ended up in the oncomming lane of traffic. Next thing we are doing is facing all of these big trucks with blinding headlights, that are not willing to give up their lane. The driver started quicly flashing his headlights, high/low on/off to get thier attention. many people were coming at us passing other vehicles and had little space to go into themselves. It was quite Hairy for about 10 minutes. About 30 seconds into this part of the trip, I just calmly said to myself, " I give myself over to GOD. What ever happens, is God's will and I am OK with that."
Deepak the Driver, was very busy watching on comming traffic. I noticed the break in the concrete barrier and motioned to him that we could get through. He shouted back that he was ready and coming through. Yehah! we survived another heinous night of India traffic. When we got closer into the City of Chennai, I decided to count the trucks that we passed to see how many had tail lights. I saw one fuel tanker with a dim bulb way to the left side of the tank with no rear bumper. I saw 20 trucks without any tail lights. I did see one truck that passed us with lights and he was going so fast that he looked like a hot knife through butter.
We got back to the hotel around 1 am and supper was waiting for us. Me, I choose bed as I had found food at the Campus.
Enough for this day. Next chapter, next day.
peace
gene
The Dasa got up and took the mike. First off was to chant the Moola Mantra. (I will get it for you later)
Then he said: When we had discussed how many people were likely to show up for this Temple Opening we estimated there would be 200,000 people per day for 6 days for a total of 1.2 million people. We hired the largest crowd control company that we could get, not knowing ourselves how to deal with so many people.
The idea was that people would pass through the Temple and Sri Amma Bhagavan and all the people passing would place energy into the temple as the Golden Ball was placed into the Temple. Last night we had 45,000 gate crashers. (some of this information that I will relate now, I learned later) These people came through the fields, pushing through fences and disrupting the area greatly. They also, either climbed over our walls, or broke the walls down. Once at the Temple, doors were smashed in as well as windows.
This Tuesday Morning, we had a crowd of 500,000 people at the Temple. The first crowd into the Temple refused to leave easily. When they had gone the next also were refusing to leave. Outside, with 37 degree heat and water for 200,000 people were getting stressed. There was a stampede and 5 people were killed. The police and military were called in and they have taken over the Temple and are dragging people out of the Temple. We have put in a request that maybe tomorrow the people that have flown in from all over the world could be allowed into the Temple.
We were all shaken, crestfallen, saddened, in shock, disapointed, and many other terms. I sat in my sorrowness feeling very alone. I realized later that I could look at what was happening from two points of view. I could say that I had come up to see the temple and missed that the trip was stuffed. OR, I could view all of it that I had come to India for an adventure and the trip was Sensational. I choose to be in the attitude of the later.
One very important thing that happened while I was on the campus was the very clear knowingness of being separate from all these Oneness Givers. It was very clear to me that they were all "ONE" and that I was not one of them. There was nothing said ever by any of them about this separation as they felt me to be one with them. I however could not "FEEL" this same sensation as I have yet to go through the process. I was like the man walking in a white suit through the tar pit not getting dirty, or more appropriately, walking through Angel dust not getting dusty, ha ha ha. Mostly, I laid down on my ever trusty Thermarest and slept. The Deeksha energy flowing off all of these people was truly awesome. I could feel and sense that and being horizontal was the best option for me.
Then there was the return trip. I was happy to be in the same vehicle again. I trusted this driver. And, he had trusted me. Finally around 11:30 we are heading back. I was some tired, but not. Wired too. And, since it is night time trip back I choose to be very alert. One thing I realized quickly was that all the big trucks that I saw that night did NOT have any tail lights on. And that they drove fairly slowly like 30 - 40 kph. While we were attempting to get 60 80 or 100 kph. Also, that the on coming traffic never dimmed their headlights and ours were a bit off centre too. SO, the only way to "see" a lumbering truck was to look for a black hole. Now a Black hole in traffic is when you see headlights way up the road that disapear as you get closer. What caused the lights to disapear? Ahhh a big truck. And mostly they were not willing to give up the centre lane no matter how much a horn was laid upon. And they were smart not too. The outside lane could be blocked by something anywhere along the way. Many trucks were parked along the verge. However, too often a tired trucker not being able to find a spot to park, would just stop in the lane and park without any lights, signals, warning devises anything for oncoming traffic to be warned of his presence.
Another, device that made travel interesting was the police have these barricades that they would just put in the traffic flow slow traffic. Great, but they were not set up for being seen at night. ie not reflectors of any kind. The only way to see one was to notice traffic slowing, or if no traffic since we were first on site just really great awareness. And, through all of this everyone is jockying for best position. Most of the travellers would drive with one wheel well over the centre lane to be assured that if they needed to make a lane change that they already had their spot marked. And, there are still plenty of bicycles, ox carts, motorcycles, busses all going along dodging on both sides of the big trucks.
Somehow, somewhere, at some point that I was carefully observing we ended up in the oncomming lane of traffic. Next thing we are doing is facing all of these big trucks with blinding headlights, that are not willing to give up their lane. The driver started quicly flashing his headlights, high/low on/off to get thier attention. many people were coming at us passing other vehicles and had little space to go into themselves. It was quite Hairy for about 10 minutes. About 30 seconds into this part of the trip, I just calmly said to myself, " I give myself over to GOD. What ever happens, is God's will and I am OK with that."
Deepak the Driver, was very busy watching on comming traffic. I noticed the break in the concrete barrier and motioned to him that we could get through. He shouted back that he was ready and coming through. Yehah! we survived another heinous night of India traffic. When we got closer into the City of Chennai, I decided to count the trucks that we passed to see how many had tail lights. I saw one fuel tanker with a dim bulb way to the left side of the tank with no rear bumper. I saw 20 trucks without any tail lights. I did see one truck that passed us with lights and he was going so fast that he looked like a hot knife through butter.
We got back to the hotel around 1 am and supper was waiting for us. Me, I choose bed as I had found food at the Campus.
Enough for this day. Next chapter, next day.
peace
gene
India Chapter 1
The lead up to my even going to India came about through the meeting of Sion Richard Windelov. He is now traveling through the US and I encourage everyone that can find him there to meet with him (www.sionone.com).
His journey started after a skiing accident in NZ where he came off of a 15 meter cliff and missed the snow landing in the rocks. His left knee crushed the left side of his face and L4 & L5 were crushed. He was in the Hospital for 2.5 months and could walk 10 paces by the time he left. The doctors told him that he would improve little.
Someone gave him a book about a young lad in South America who out walking alone fell and broke his arm. The lad noticed the energy shimmering off of the trees, animals and hills around him and asked that energy to please heal his arm. . . which happened intantly. Richard decided that he could do the same. He had helpers take him to the ocean and to the mountains. He did heal himself completely. Not only that time but he had three more major accidents before decideing that he didn't need to learn his lessons with pain.
He went on to become very Spiritual and has done many modalities. Read his web site for more info.
We met. When we hugged, there was a ball of electricity passing back and forth between us. I decided to take his workshop the next day Sunday. I cannot say that any one thing that he did during the workshop was highly powerful for me, yet, I was transformed in a way that I had not been prior to meeting with him.
I had a healing session with my friend Isha immediately after. When I walked in her door, she started laughing and giggling as she was able to see just how much I had shifted. For my part, laying on her massage table I was more relaxed than I had ever been in nearly 5 years of receiving massage from her. During the session, Isha just kept saying, "Gene, you have to go to India, you just have to go!" She said this again and again and again.
I was just starting to recover from purchasing my trip to Fiji to learn how to do the Oneness Blessing. So, I was pretty certain that there was no way that I could. I went home, called 2-3 friends to see if I could borrow some money. I ended up getting $500 from one friend and an offer of buying 8-10 massages off of me from another. I pulled it all together and by Wednesday had my ticket bought and my hotel paid for via CC.
I was on the same flight as two Deeksha givers, Hanns and Melinda. They were going up for the Temple opening and a Deeping following the ceremonies. It was good to have some one to visit with while hanging out in Singapore as we were there for 7 hours. I had checked the weather report and knew that India where we were going was running 25 degree nights and 35 - 38 day time temperatures with high humidity. When I left home in Perth it was 8.4 degrees. I took along wool socks and a thick vest for the trip to the airport, planes and return to home afterward.
Arrival in India was a wonderful rejuvinating 30 degrees and high humidity like home in Indiana in the dog days of August. This airport is definitely in a 3rd world country. It was much rougher than many that I had been in since last being in Russia in the mid 80's. All went well and we were met on our exit by the Travel One Group that would take us to our respective hotels. Every Hotel in Chennai was booked out for this event.
The only problem was that our driver didn't know where my hotel was located and that took a bit longer than I had hopped. The bed when I arrived was harder than my tile floor with my rug over it. Luckily I had brought along my Thermarest sleeping pad and chair frame. I put this under the bottom sheet and slept well.
The next morning schedule had us having breakky at 7-9 lunch at 11-12 and be gone by 13:00 hours heading for the Temple. Breakky consisted of many many many fine foods that I do not have the name for. I ate till I was stuffed of so many incredible flavors. Same thing for lunch except now were also added many salads and many many deserts.
During lunch the word was passed that we would be leaving at 15:00 hours instead of 13:00. We all knew something was up, just not what.
I was one of the first on this very nice bus with air-con. We watched others get onto much smaller busses that held about 15 people crowded in, and leave. We were having a mechanical difficulty. . . seems that our air compressor had decided to not be able to get up air and release the brakes. Two other vehicles were called. I eventually managed to get the shotgun seat up with the driver. This was great because it allowed me an awesome view to exprience India traffic.
I took a couple of videos and am still having difficulty figureing out how so many people are still alive after any daily venture onto Indian highways. There were lane divider lines, however, no one bothered paying much attention to these. On the 6 lane highway, our side having 3 lanes, often we would be 12 vehicles wide, with any combination of bicycles, scooter/motorcycles, 3 wheel tata's, 3 wheel bicyles carrying huge loads, huge busses both very new and ancient, semi-trucks, and people walking across, along, or against the flow anywhere in that flow. Also, occasionally there would be a cyclist coming against the flow on the inside lane, or a car/truch coming against the flow on the outside lane.
The driver, knowing that we were all running quite behind the rest of the crowd, was doing his level best to catch up. Everyone was weaving every which way possible to get ahead of everyone else. I started helping out by observing when the left of a vehicle was clear for a ways and would point for the driver to head that way. After a few times of warning him to not go or to go, he started to trust me. It was awesome great fun. I was just glad that he was driving not me.
Whenever we would come to a light, any crack, space, hole was instantly filled with something smaller than the cars, busses etc. Sort of like when you fill a jar with rocks, then smaller rocks, then sand, then water. The fill was men and women on bicycles, scooters, tata's, anything, everything. OH, I forgot the other two items of travel that I saw that could be anywhere along the way. People on horse back or an ox cart or carriage.
The previous night I had observed that most of the large trucks all kept to the inside lane and if we were to pass we would do so on the outside. The reason for this was that quite often the outside lane would be filled with something or someone and the trucks were just making it easier for themselves to get to their desinations.
The trip out was interesting seeing all the sights and sounds. For of course this is India not quiet Thailand. Everyone was honking their horns all the time. When any driver was physically himself past what ever they were passing they would immediately pull into the other persons lane. The only way to prevent an accident was then for that person to slow way down quickly and lay on their horn along with the passing driver laying on their horn too.
Have you ever walked through a busy mall when in a hurry? And how you get the gaps and flows as well as you can? This is driving in India only with many ton vehicles against people on bicycles and scooter etc. I don't know how it works so well, however, it did.
We had 3 stops on the way to the temple. 1) Driver check post 2) pay toll 3 ) cross the state line. Most everyone got out at this last one to wonder into the bushes to take a leak. This had been done many many times for many many years and the bushes were very well fertilized.
When we finally got to the turn off for the Temple, it was through another crowded town. Then down a badly rutted street that was also in the process of repair. when we got to the turn off for the Temple, we were waved away by the police and went on to the Oneness University Campus.
There we disembarked into the midst of all the rest of the travelers from all over the world. It was fully dark and the Temple could not be seen. There was a band stand and it was getting set up as we got there. The consensus was that soon there would be a message given to everyone from one of the Dasas (monks of Oneness University).
Finally one of the Dasas took the mike to let us know what was happening.
Well, good place to go for the next blog.
peace
gene
His journey started after a skiing accident in NZ where he came off of a 15 meter cliff and missed the snow landing in the rocks. His left knee crushed the left side of his face and L4 & L5 were crushed. He was in the Hospital for 2.5 months and could walk 10 paces by the time he left. The doctors told him that he would improve little.
Someone gave him a book about a young lad in South America who out walking alone fell and broke his arm. The lad noticed the energy shimmering off of the trees, animals and hills around him and asked that energy to please heal his arm. . . which happened intantly. Richard decided that he could do the same. He had helpers take him to the ocean and to the mountains. He did heal himself completely. Not only that time but he had three more major accidents before decideing that he didn't need to learn his lessons with pain.
He went on to become very Spiritual and has done many modalities. Read his web site for more info.
We met. When we hugged, there was a ball of electricity passing back and forth between us. I decided to take his workshop the next day Sunday. I cannot say that any one thing that he did during the workshop was highly powerful for me, yet, I was transformed in a way that I had not been prior to meeting with him.
I had a healing session with my friend Isha immediately after. When I walked in her door, she started laughing and giggling as she was able to see just how much I had shifted. For my part, laying on her massage table I was more relaxed than I had ever been in nearly 5 years of receiving massage from her. During the session, Isha just kept saying, "Gene, you have to go to India, you just have to go!" She said this again and again and again.
I was just starting to recover from purchasing my trip to Fiji to learn how to do the Oneness Blessing. So, I was pretty certain that there was no way that I could. I went home, called 2-3 friends to see if I could borrow some money. I ended up getting $500 from one friend and an offer of buying 8-10 massages off of me from another. I pulled it all together and by Wednesday had my ticket bought and my hotel paid for via CC.
I was on the same flight as two Deeksha givers, Hanns and Melinda. They were going up for the Temple opening and a Deeping following the ceremonies. It was good to have some one to visit with while hanging out in Singapore as we were there for 7 hours. I had checked the weather report and knew that India where we were going was running 25 degree nights and 35 - 38 day time temperatures with high humidity. When I left home in Perth it was 8.4 degrees. I took along wool socks and a thick vest for the trip to the airport, planes and return to home afterward.
Arrival in India was a wonderful rejuvinating 30 degrees and high humidity like home in Indiana in the dog days of August. This airport is definitely in a 3rd world country. It was much rougher than many that I had been in since last being in Russia in the mid 80's. All went well and we were met on our exit by the Travel One Group that would take us to our respective hotels. Every Hotel in Chennai was booked out for this event.
The only problem was that our driver didn't know where my hotel was located and that took a bit longer than I had hopped. The bed when I arrived was harder than my tile floor with my rug over it. Luckily I had brought along my Thermarest sleeping pad and chair frame. I put this under the bottom sheet and slept well.
The next morning schedule had us having breakky at 7-9 lunch at 11-12 and be gone by 13:00 hours heading for the Temple. Breakky consisted of many many many fine foods that I do not have the name for. I ate till I was stuffed of so many incredible flavors. Same thing for lunch except now were also added many salads and many many deserts.
During lunch the word was passed that we would be leaving at 15:00 hours instead of 13:00. We all knew something was up, just not what.
I was one of the first on this very nice bus with air-con. We watched others get onto much smaller busses that held about 15 people crowded in, and leave. We were having a mechanical difficulty. . . seems that our air compressor had decided to not be able to get up air and release the brakes. Two other vehicles were called. I eventually managed to get the shotgun seat up with the driver. This was great because it allowed me an awesome view to exprience India traffic.
I took a couple of videos and am still having difficulty figureing out how so many people are still alive after any daily venture onto Indian highways. There were lane divider lines, however, no one bothered paying much attention to these. On the 6 lane highway, our side having 3 lanes, often we would be 12 vehicles wide, with any combination of bicycles, scooter/motorcycles, 3 wheel tata's, 3 wheel bicyles carrying huge loads, huge busses both very new and ancient, semi-trucks, and people walking across, along, or against the flow anywhere in that flow. Also, occasionally there would be a cyclist coming against the flow on the inside lane, or a car/truch coming against the flow on the outside lane.
The driver, knowing that we were all running quite behind the rest of the crowd, was doing his level best to catch up. Everyone was weaving every which way possible to get ahead of everyone else. I started helping out by observing when the left of a vehicle was clear for a ways and would point for the driver to head that way. After a few times of warning him to not go or to go, he started to trust me. It was awesome great fun. I was just glad that he was driving not me.
Whenever we would come to a light, any crack, space, hole was instantly filled with something smaller than the cars, busses etc. Sort of like when you fill a jar with rocks, then smaller rocks, then sand, then water. The fill was men and women on bicycles, scooters, tata's, anything, everything. OH, I forgot the other two items of travel that I saw that could be anywhere along the way. People on horse back or an ox cart or carriage.
The previous night I had observed that most of the large trucks all kept to the inside lane and if we were to pass we would do so on the outside. The reason for this was that quite often the outside lane would be filled with something or someone and the trucks were just making it easier for themselves to get to their desinations.
The trip out was interesting seeing all the sights and sounds. For of course this is India not quiet Thailand. Everyone was honking their horns all the time. When any driver was physically himself past what ever they were passing they would immediately pull into the other persons lane. The only way to prevent an accident was then for that person to slow way down quickly and lay on their horn along with the passing driver laying on their horn too.
Have you ever walked through a busy mall when in a hurry? And how you get the gaps and flows as well as you can? This is driving in India only with many ton vehicles against people on bicycles and scooter etc. I don't know how it works so well, however, it did.
We had 3 stops on the way to the temple. 1) Driver check post 2) pay toll 3 ) cross the state line. Most everyone got out at this last one to wonder into the bushes to take a leak. This had been done many many times for many many years and the bushes were very well fertilized.
When we finally got to the turn off for the Temple, it was through another crowded town. Then down a badly rutted street that was also in the process of repair. when we got to the turn off for the Temple, we were waved away by the police and went on to the Oneness University Campus.
There we disembarked into the midst of all the rest of the travelers from all over the world. It was fully dark and the Temple could not be seen. There was a band stand and it was getting set up as we got there. The consensus was that soon there would be a message given to everyone from one of the Dasas (monks of Oneness University).
Finally one of the Dasas took the mike to let us know what was happening.
Well, good place to go for the next blog.
peace
gene
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