Introducing my own Inner Family

At the end of my previous post, which was about ‘The Rich Complexity of our Being’, I called all those various inner parts of us, in a half joking manner,  our ‘Inner Family’… A rather dysfunctional one to start with, it seems, for most of us!… But let’s not lose hope: harmony can be learned, also within ourselves, through the practice of the Integral Yoga meant  precisely for that integral transformation.

Well, over the years I started having vague impressions of what the main inner parts of me looked like, so to say, or rather what they felt like to me, but for long it remained a very vague, blurry kind of picture, never reaching the stage of a clear one for any of them.

But then something happened in the last few years, which enables me today to introduce you to at least some of those members of my Inner Family, with , lo and behold, some actual (symbolic) images of them!!!

What happened is that since many-many years I have been keeping notes of my dreams and of my experiences at the cellular level. For keeping regularly such an important record for my research work about Conscious Evolution, I regularly got quite simply some little notebooks, the kind that kids use in school, from our internal small general store in Auroville.

For years the covers were photos of beautiful landscapes from all over the world, for awakening a concern for the environment in the kids who would use them. It was really nicely done. I myself enjoyed a lot looking at those spectacular places on the Earth that I would probably never visit, but at least I could know of and admire that way.

But one day when I needed soon a new notebook and went looking for one, all that was available was in a completely different style: the covers now were amusing drawings, probably more likely to attract children. Most of them didn’t attract me at all, though. Until I found one that immediately made me laugh out loud, right in the store, with the joy of recognition:

‘But this is my mental being!!!’ I exclaimed under my breath, and started smiling at it with total glee. The drawing was this one:

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I loved it!!! Without an instant of hesitation, I took it home and was eager to start using it when the previous one did come to an end.

This notebook was quite thick actually, so it stayed with me for an enjoyable rather long time, although I wrote on it daily, and often quite lengthy entries. But still after a while I had to go and find the next one…

This time, no funny drawings on the covers of the available notebooks. A different style again, and not inspiring at all. None of those that I looked at I liked, so what to do?… I kept still looking in the little pile. And suddenly, down at the very bottom, what I saw took my breath away. It was this:

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‘Oh my, a Unicorn!… What a beauty… So powerful, yet so calmly at rest in that lovely protected clearing, in that soft Soul Light… Wow, this must be a symbolic image for something of my Soul, of my Psychic Being! This picture is a pure Blessing from the Divine. I’m taking this home.’

There was one more notebook with the very same cover, of course I gladly added it to the first one.

Those two were again of the thick kind, so they took care of my daily notes for quite a few months. It was pure bliss to look at the cover every time I would use these two notebooks, the second one right after the first was finished. When still finally the time to find a new one came once more, it was with a heavy heart that I went again to that notebook shelf in the store: how could I ever find anything as great as that so resplendent and peaceful Unicorn?…

Surprise: the funny drawings were back on the covers for the whole new pile that was there. I sighed. Would I find again something at least worthwhile, even if only again in that funny style?

Almost at once it came up, quite funny indeed, and yet so charming in its own way:

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Just a split second looking at it, and then I knew, and smiled a huge, sweet grin of recognition again: this was my emotional being, of course! Unmistakable, in every detail of it, just like for the one I had found before that was also such a perfect image of my mental being!!!

I had to laugh softly, thinking of my emotional being so wonderfully rendered in that unexpected but so true portrait of it!…. ‘But wait a minute’, I suddenly thought, ‘what does that mean, getting now this specific little cover after the two wonderful Unicorns?’ Well, I had some idea what it meant, and I wasn’t sure I liked it: it meant that after the wonderful, long inner period that had rested and reinforced my inner strength and purity of purpose – right at the cellular level of my being – the Divine was now warning me somehow, with a smile, through this new so cute and amusing little cover, that my emotional being was going to get some further training, probably so as to be reinforced and purified too!

The ‘Unicorn’ period was still not over, as the second one of those notebooks was still only halfway through, so I kind of forgot what was likely to come next for my sadhana, But several weeks back the second ‘Unicorn’ notebook did come to an end and then came the turn of the cute, sweet girly teddy-bear all in pink, with her pink heart balloon begging for love just as her shy smile did…

My visitors here on this blog know only of the emotional shocks I mentioned, which related to Blogging, but of course that vulnerability is there also in other areas of my life, in an extreme way that as a young adult I soon saw had no cause at all in this lifetime. As I discovered later in Auroville (while in a deliberate trance), it is actually one of the two major ancient problems from another life, that I scripted myself to take up again in this lifetime, knowing that my deep spiritual progress this time around would enable me at last to heal that scarred and scared part of myself once and for all.

Well, when that waiting little notebook came finally to be used, oh my, that was it indeed!!! Since that month of July, emotional shocks from the most unexpected quarters have simply rained on me like hail. I was grateful to the Divine that thanks to this gentle but so clear warning through the new notebook’s cover, I was ready, and didn’t take anything too badly…! As you may have noticed in the end of my post about the shocks related to Blogging, a very liberating sense of humor started even to express itself about it all, right in my emotional being itself… So it is still for the time being a ‘Work in progress’, no doubt, but it is progressing indeed!

Now that you have some idea of what at least those main members of my Inner Family are like in my own case, what I will describe in future posts of the evolutive process as experienced by each of them will be, I hope, a livelier and funnier read, while giving you also, most importantly, a good example of what the Integral Yoga means in daily life…

 

 

 

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Au Père Ganesh-Noël

(TRADUCTION D’UN ANCIEN ARTICLE EN ANGLAIS, ‘Father Ganesh-Christmas’,  https://labofevolution.wordpress.com/2016/03/18/father-ganesh-christmas/ , pour mieux éclairer le sens profond de mon article récent, “Fêtant Ganesh une fois de plus…” )
Dans le volume 1 (1958) de son «Agenda» (français pour «Journal»), on peut lire comment la Mère a déclaré à son confident Satprem, au sujet du dieu hindou Ganesh (également appelé Ganeshan, Ganapati …), que d’abord elle ne pouvait pas croire qu’il  existait vraiment comme on le décrit généralement, c’est à dire… avec une tête d’éléphant sur un corps par ailleurs humain.

Comment explique-t-on une apparence aussi étrange?! … La légende veut que son père, le Seigneur Shiva lui-même, soit venu voir son épouse, la grande déesse Parvati, mais elle prenait son bain et ne voulant pas être dérangée, elle avait demandé à leur deuxième fils, Ganesh, de garder sa porte. Quand Ganeshan, fidèle à l’ordre de sa mère, a refusé l’entrée même à son propre père, eh bien, Shiva, furieux, a coupé la tête de son fils … et puis le regrettant immédiatement bien sûr, a pris la tête du premier autre être qu’il a vu – qui se trouvait être un éléphant – et l’a placée sur le corps du pauvre Ganeshan afin qu’il puisse vivre à nouveau! … Mais ce petit problème n’a pas empêché Ganesh de devenir extrêmement populaire partout en Inde, en tant que dieu non seulement de la Connaissance, mais aussi de la Richesse: le Gentil Donneur de la prospérité financière et de l’abondance.

La Mère était responsable de manière matérielle et spirituelle de l’Ashram entier de Sri Aurobindo à Pondichéry. En préliminaire au texte cité ci-dessous, précisons que tous les mois, étnt donné tout l’argent voulu pour la nourriture, l’hébergement, les vêtements, etc., des plus de deux mille disciples vivant là en tant qu’ Ashramites, malgré les revenus des maisons d’hôtes et des entreprises reliées à l’Ashram, ainsi que les nombreux dons de quelques riches dévots, la Mère avait le plus souvent du mal à trouver toutes les ressources nécessaires pour couvrir toutes ces dépenses … Alors voici ce qu’elle avait à dire ce jour-là à propos de Ganesh :

 

“N’est-ce pas, c’était comme cela: il y a ce Ganesh2… Nous avions une méditation (il y a de cela plus de trente ans) dans la salle où l’on fait la distribution de «Prospérité»3, nous étions huit ou dix, je crois; (…) et un jour qu’il était question de prospérité, ou de richesse ou de je ne sais quoi, j’ai pensé (on dit toujours que Ganesh est le dieu de l’argent, de la fortune, des biens de ce monde), j’ai pensé: «Ce dieu avec une trompe d’éléphant, toute cette histoire, est-ce que ce n’est pas de l’imagination humaine?» Là-dessus, on médite, et voilà que je vois entrer et s’installer en face de moi un être vivant, absolument vivant et lumineux, avec la trompe comme ça… et souriant! Alors moi, dans ma méditation, je dis: «Ah! c’est donc vrai que tu existes!» – «Naturellement que j’existe! et tu n’as qu’à me demander tout ce que tu veux, au point de vue argent bien entendu, je te le donnerai.»

J’ai demandé, et pendant à peu près dix ans, c’est venu comme cela (geste à flots). C’était épatant. Je demandais, et au Darshan suivant, ou un mois après, ou quelques jours après (cela dépendait), ça venait.

Et puis la guerre est arrivée et toutes les difficultés, et cette augmentation formidable des gens et des dépenses (la guerre a coûté les yeux de la tête: n’importe quoi coûtait dix fois plus qu’avant), et tout d’un coup, fini, plus rien. Pas exactement plus rien, mais un petit filet maigrelet. Et quand je demandais, ça ne venait pas. Alors un jour, j’ai interviewé Ganesh à travers son image (!) et je lui ai dit: «Et ta promesse?» – «Je ne peux pas faire ça, c’est trop pour moi, mes moyens sont très limités!» Ah! je me suis dit: (riant) ça, c’est de la déveine! Et je ne comptais plus sur lui.

Une fois, quelqu’un a même demandé au Père Noël! C’était une jeune fille qui était musulmane et qui avait une sympathie spéciale pour «Father Christmas» (je ne sais pas pourquoi, ça ne faisait pas partie de sa religion!) Sans rien me dire, elle a appelé le Père Noël et elle lui a dit: «Mère ne croit pas en toi, tu dois lui faire un cadeau pour lui prouver que tu existes. Pour Noël, tu lui donneras ça.» C’est arrivé!… Elle était très fière.

Mais c’était seulement une fois comme cela; et Ganesh, fini.”

 (“Agenda de Mère” vol.1, 6 juillet 1958)

Mère, quelques années plus tard, le 4 janvier 1964 («Agenda» vol. 5) expliqua pourquoi les moyens de Ganeshan n’étaient plus suffisants:

“J’avais eu une rencontre assez intéressante avec Ganapati1 (il y a bien des années) et il m’avait promis de me donner ce dont j’avais besoin, et il l’a fait pendant très longtemps, certainement plus de dix ans, et il l’a fait largement. Puis tout a changé à l’Ashram; c’était après la guerre, les enfants sont venus et nous avons débordé; nous sommes devenus beaucoup plus compliqués et beaucoup plus grands, et on a commencé à toucher les pays étrangers, particulièrement l’Amérique. Et je continuais à rester en contact avec Ganapati; je ne peux pas dire que je lui faisais un poudjâ (!) mais tous les matins, je mettais une fleur devant son image. Et un matin, je lui ai dit: «Pourquoi as-tu cessé de faire ce que tu as fait pendant si longtemps?» J’ai écouté et il m’a clairement répondu: «Ton besoin est devenu trop grand.» Je n’ai pas très bien compris, parce qu’il peut disposer de fortunes plus grandes que ce dont j’avais besoin. Puis je me suis tournée vers Ganapati et je lui ai dit: «Qu’est-ce que c’est que tout ça?» Et j’ai vu clairement (ce n’est pas lui qui a répondu, c’était Sri Aurobindo), j’ai vu clairement que Ganapati n’a de pouvoir que sur ceux qui ont foi en lui, c’est-à-dire que c’est limité à l’Inde, et que j’avais besoin d’argent d’Amérique, de France, d’Angleterre, d’Afrique… et qu’il n’avait pas de pouvoir là, et que, par conséquent, il ne pouvait pas aider. C’est devenu très clair, j’étais tranquille, j’ai compris: «C’est très bien, il a fait ce qu’il a pu, et puis c’est tout.» Et il est vrai que je continue à recevoir de l’Inde, mais pas assez; d’autant que depuis l’Indépendance, la moitié de l’Inde est ruinée et tous les gens qui me donnaient beaucoup d’argent ne m’en donnent plus, parce qu’ils ne peuvent plus – ce n’est pas qu’ils ne veulent plus, mais ils ne peuvent plus.”

Comment tout cela se rapporte-t-il à mon expérience personnelle et à ma croissance intérieure évolutive, on pourrait se le demander …
Eh bien, dès mes premières années de vie à Auroville, je savais que Mère ne voulait pas que des poudjas (cérémonies, rituels) soient faites ici pour tous ces dieux, car Auroville n’est pas une place pour la religion, étant un lieu d’évolution spirituelle. Mais j’avais remarqué pourtant aussi que Mère semblait faire en quelque sorte une exception à propos de Ganesh: elle avait permis à une vieille dame indienne, une disciple dévouée, vivant dans une des premières communautés, de garder le petit temple de Ganesh qu’elle avait près de chez elle et même de faire sa poudja pour célébrer le Chaturthi de Ganesh (anniversaire) chaque année; De plus, d’autres Auroviliens pouvaient également se joindre à cette femme pour l’occasion.
Je dois y être passée une ou deux fois au cours de ma première décennie d’existence aurovilienne, et c’était tout.
Bien sûr, plus tard, pendant les près de deux décennies que j’ai vécues plus récemment à Repos, sur la plage d’Auroville, alors que je devais employer toute une équipe de travailleurs pour s’occuper de l’endroit, chaque année je les ai rejoints pour la fidèle  célébration annuelle qu’ils voulaient avoir là-bas, dans Repos même – mais c’était en fait pour les travailleurs plutôt que pour Ganesh …

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Ainsi, comme on peut le voir, je n’ai personnellement jamais méprisé, mais jamais non plus accordé beaucoup d’importance à Ganesh.

C’est à dire, jusqu’au Ganesh Chaturthi de l’année dernière, le 17 septembre 2015 …

Je devais en avoir assez d’une longue série personnelle de “vaches maigres” et “très maigres”, qui m’avait vue me débattre encore et encore juste pour avoir assez à manger. C’est à peine si je réussissais à terminer chaque mois avec ma «maintenance», le montant qu’ Auroville pourrait me donner pour mes besoins de base.

Donc, en ce jour précis de Ganesh Chaturthi, j’ai fait quelque chose que je n’avais jamais fait auparavant: je me suis adressée à Ganesh, intérieurement.

Oui, Ganesh lui-même, sous la forme de la minuscule image plastifiée sur socle d’un adorable Ganesh tout rose, que j’avais toujours conservée, avec un petit livre tout aussi petit et rose, minuscule mais épais avec de nombreuses petites pages vierges très réelles entre ses deux couvertures roses si joyeuses.

Ce jour-là, soudainement saisie par une impulsion intérieure irrésistible, j’ai résolument saisi le Petit Livre Rose, l’ai ouvert et sur sa première page j’ai écrit (en rose, bien sûr) ma première prière pour Ganesh. Les mots qui me sont venus intérieurement étant sacrés, je ne les répéterai pas ici; c’était tout simplement mes mots à moi, de toutes façons. Tout ce que je peux dire, c’est que je voulais vraiment dire ce que j’ai dit, et je l’ai dit avec une ardeur fervente, et en même temps une simplicité absolue: j’ai  laisse mon coeur parler, comme on peut parler à un ami de confiance …

Et puis, après ce jour-là, j’ai oublié tout cela.

Mais, quelques mois plus tard, ce qui m’a fait y penser à nouveau a été … les résultats. Les résultats très évidents et étonnants que, en regardant en arrière, je pouvais voir depuis lors: de presque partout et presque tous les amis que je pouvais avoir eu ici à un moment donné, l’argent ou les cadeaux avaient commencé à venir, goutte à goutte d’abord, et bientôt à verse! Comme un flot pratiquement constant, s’occupant de tous mes besoins chaque fois qu’il en apparaissait un! … Si j’écrivais la liste ici, mes chers visiteurs seraient aussi sidérés que je le suis devenue, par le pouvoir tranquille mais indéniable de Ganesh se manifestant enfin dans ma vie après que je le lui ai finalement demandé pour de bon, quand vraiment j’étais à bout …

Du 17 septembre 2015 à Noël est venue la première vague montante, qui a abouti à la fête de Noël elle-même, que j’ai passée dans mon nouveau chez moi à Luminosité (voir l’histoire complète dans l’un de mes derniers articles, https://labofevolution.wordpress.com/ 2016/01/15 / the-greatest-and-most-beautiful-christmas-gift-i-ever-got /). Et la veille du Nouvel An, une autre vague, pour encore remplir les manques qui pouvaient avoir subsisté dans ma vie, matériellement et douloureusement.

Mes besoins ne sont pas du tout grands, soyos clairs; mais lorsque même cela n’est pas couvert depuis longtemps, cela devient un peu pénible, et l’on finit par se demander pourquoi sa vie doit être vraiment si misérable: le Yoga Intégral n’est pas du tout un chemin d’ascétisme délibéré ni de privations au nom de la spiritualité, les anciens vœux de pauvreté que bon nombre d’entre nous peuvent avoir prononcés dans d’autres vies en tant que religieuses ou moines, ne doivent pas encore durer dans cette vie-ci!….

Nous ne sommes pas là pour souffrir, mais au contraire, même dans ce monde de la matière physique révélant peu à peu le Divin, nous sommes ici pour manifester nous-mêmes aussi de mieux et mieux ce Divin que nous sommes tous en vérité, depuis toute éternité et pour toute éternité ... Mais le Divin doit, d’une manière ou d’une autre, nous donner les moyens matériels pour cela!

Eh bien, il semble que de Ganesh, le fidèle allié de Mère pour le travail évolutif qu’elle a dû accomplir à grande échelle, j’ai enfin fait mon allié aussi, pour mes propres petits besoins et travail évolutifs personnels: comme je l’expliquerai dans des articles futurs, mon travail aussi a beaucoup profité des cadeaux de Noël de Ganeshan… à tel point que, aujourd’hui, je l’appelle avec un grand sourire amical, mon Père Ganesh-Noël ‘! …

Fêtant mon cher Ganesh, une fois de plus

Hier (jeudi 24), j’ai pensé que j’aurais le temps dans l’après-midi de traduire en français mon dernier article, mais ce que je devais absolument faire à Pondy le matin, et qui devait être fini à midi, a pris en fait toute la journée, alors je n’ai jamais eu le temps de faire cette traduction …

En outre, la traduction pourrait avoir encore à attendre un jour de plus, car aujourd’hui est une Journée Spéciale que je veux célébrer aussi absolument – comme désormais je le fais chaque année, pour la troisième année déjà (voir mon article plus ancien juste traduit après celui-ci:  labofevolution.wordpress.com/2017/08/27/au-pere-ganesh-noel/ ),   quelque soit la date exacte où ce jour tombe cette année-là.

Car aujourd’hui, c’est la «Ganesh Pudja», ou Ganesh’s Day, et non seulement l’Inde, du Sud et du Nord, célèbrent en ce moment avec beaucoup de joie, mais moi aussi!…

Et pour de bonnes raisons: c’est grâce à la générosité d’un ancien ami aurovilien, sans aucun doute inspiré par «Père Ganesh-Noël», que, il y a deux ans, pour Noël, quand le Service du Logement me donnait ce magnifique appartement à Luminosité, un studio en bas a également été mis à ma disposition: il est devenu mon petit bureau pour la plupart de mes travaux de recherche et d’enseignement, dans le cadre de ce «Laboratoire de l’Évolution – Centre pour l’Unité Humaine» (LOE-CHU) qui est mon travail officiel à Auroville depuis 1984. Le même ami a même ajouté aussi à ce cadeau principal quelques autres plus petits (comme un moniteur grand écran pour voir des films ou mes propres cours en petits groupes, et qui peut faire double emploi comme téléviseur à part entière chaque fois que je voudrai regarder de nouveau mon cher Roger Federer en pleine action, par exemple …).

Depuis cette première prière réelle à Ganesh il y a deux ans, ma vie matérielle est devenue considérablement plus facile à bien des égards, mais avec les aliments spéciaux nécessaires, outre de légers médicaments, pour résoudre un problème de santé persistant, ma “maintenance” (allocation mensuelle) était encore si serrée que dans le cas de toute dépense supplémentaire (quelque chose de cassé devant être remplacé …), je ne pouvais tout simplement pas le faire, c’était trop serré financièrement.

Donc, depuis deux ans, j’ai également fait ma part en aidant Ganesh à m’aider: j’ai postulé officiellement pour la petite Pension de retraite que le gouvernement français devrait m’accorder pour les quelques années que j’ai passées en France en tant que jeune Professeur certifiée de Lettres Classiques, juste avant de venir à Auroville …

Ô heureuse stupéfaction! Une pension m’était bel et bien dûe en effet, et malgré les obstacles administratifs sans fin (résolus l’un après l’autre par une merveilleuse jeune femme, la vice-consule au Consulat de France ici même à Pondy), cette pension est enfin sur le point de venir! … Mais comme mon ancien compte bancaire en France a été, je l’ai appris récemment, fermé depuis longtemps pour manque d’activité (!), il me fallait  m’adresser à une banque à Pondy-même pour ouvrir un compte … qui serait le réceptacle, pour les deux institutions françaises de retraite concernées, où verser l’abondance sans fin de ma pension mensuelle.

Au cours des deux dernières semaines, en dépit de la bonne volonté de la banque à Pondy, ce processus prenait un temps invraisemblable, en raison de plusieurs congés, plus une grève bancaire générale et tout ce qu’on peut imaginer d’autre …

Donc, hier, c’était en fait pourquoi j’étais de nouveau à Pondy: pour que ce compte soit enfin ouvert, avec un Numéro de Compte officiel que je pourrais alors communiquer immédiatement aux bureaux en France qui l’attendent toujours avec patience pour que toutes ces sommes en suspens puissent commencer à y être versées !…

Eh bien, alors que ce compte était censé être prêt, il n’était toujours pas prêt du tout. C’est seulement grâce à l’agent de la banque qui s’occupe de mon cas là-bas, et grâce à son bon cœur et sa gentillesse (sans doute sous l’influence secrète de Ganesh à nouveau …!), qu’à la fin de cette longue journée à Pondy tout a finalement été terminé et, dans le ciel qui devenait sombre, je suis repartie avec le précieux Numéro de Compte inscrit et marqué de tous les sceaux nécessaires de la banque pour avoir validité suffisamment officielle aux yeux des institutions françaises. Durant tout le chemin de retour vers Auroville et chez moi, mon cœur n’a pas arrêté de chanter, presque avec incrédulité: “Ca y est, c’est fait, c’est fait, c’est fait! …”

Et vous vous demandez pourquoi aujourd’hui je célèbre avec tant de jubilation et de gratitude mon si bon ami, Ganesh, qui en plus de tout le reste a réussi à faire en sorte que tout cela se produise juste à temps pour aujourd’hui, oui, pile pour son propre «Ganesh Pudja»? !

Bravo, mon merveilleux Ganesh, bravo !!!

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Celebrating dear Ganesh Again…

Yesterday (Thursday 24th) I thought I would have time in the afternoon to translate my latest post into French, but  what I had to do absolutely in Pondy in the morning and was supposed to be finished by midday, took instead the whole day, so I never had the time to do that translation…

Moreover, the translation might still have to wait one more day, for today is a Special Day that I want absolutely to celebrate – like nowadays I do every year, for the third year already (see my post https://labofevolution.wordpress.com/2016/03/18/father-ganesh-christmas/ ) whenever that Day falls on that year.

For today is ‘Ganesh Pudja’, or Ganesh’s Day, and not only the whole of India, South and North, is celebrating in great joy, but I am, too!!!

And for good reasons: it is thanks to the generosity of an old Aurovilian friend, no doubt inspired by ‘Father Ganesh-Christmas’, that when two years ago for Christmas I was being given by the Housing Service this wonderful apartment at Luminosity, the studio downstairs too has been put at my disposal: it became my little Office for most of my Research and Teaching work, all under that ‘Laboratory of Evolution – Centre for Human Unity’ (LOE-CHU) that is my official work in Auroville since 1984. The same friend added even to this main gift a few other smaller ones too (such as a great big screen Monitor on which to view films or my own courses in small groups, and which can double as a full-fledged TV whenever I may want to watch again my dear Roger Federer in full action, for example…).

Since that first real Prayer to Ganesh two years ago, my material life has become already considerably easier in many ways, but with the special foods needed, besides medicines, to cure a lingering health problem, my maintenance was still so tight that in case of any extra expense (something broken to be replaced…), I just could not do it, it was too tight financially.

So, since two years again, I have also done my own part in helping Ganesh help me: I have applied officially for the small Retirement Pension that should be owed to me by the French Government for the few years I spent in France as a young certified teacher in the Classics, just before coming to Auroville…

Lo and behold! The Pension was due indeed, and in spite of endless administrative hurdles (solved for me one after the other by a most wonderful young lady, the Vice-Consule at the French Consulate right here in Pondy), it is finally coming !… But as my old bank account in France had been, I learned recently, closed since long for lack of activity (!), I had to approach a bank in Pondy itself to open an account… which would be the receptacle for the two French Retirement Institutions concerned to pour into the endless bounty of my monthly Pension.

During the last two weeks, in spite of the goodwill of the bank in Pondy, that process was taking ages to be over with, because of several holidays, plus a general bank strike, and what not…

So yesterday, that was actually why I was once again in Pondy: to have that account at last opened, with an official Account Number that I could then immediately communicate to the Offices in France still waiting patiently with all the money that was to begin being poured in…!

Well, although it was supposed to be ready, it was still not ready at all. It is only thanks to the bank officer taking care of my case there, and thanks to his good heart and kindness (no doubt under the secret influence of Ganesh again…!), that, at the very end of that long day in Pondy, everything finally got to be all done, and in the darkening sky I left with the precious Account Number written down and stamped upon with all the needed seals from the bank to validate it officially enough for the French Institutions. All the way back home my heart kept singing, almost in disbelief, ‘It’s done, done, done!…’

And you wonder why today I am celebrating with so much glee and gratitude for my so excellent friend Ganesh, who managed on top of it all to make it happen just in time for today itself, yes, for his very own ‘Ganesh Pudja’?!

Well done, dearest Ganesh, well done!!!

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In Honor of Wayne Dyer, by NDEr Anita Moorjani

I, Bhaga, want to share with you all the article I received yesterday as the Newsletter from this wonderful NDEr called Anita Moorjani – and there is even more than the article, as you will see in the end:

 
Celebrating Wayne
Dear Bhaga,

It’s hard to believe that it’s been a year to the day since our dear friend and teacher Wayne Dyer crossed over into the other side. I have dedicated my upcoming book, “What if This is Heaven?” to Wayne, and today, I’d like to share with you the Afterword from the book:

Just as I was completing the final chapters of this book, I received the shocking news that my dear friend Dr. Wayne Dyer had passed away.

Shortly before this news arrived, a few close friends had come over to have lunch with Danny and me at our new home in California. When my friend Jennifer McLean arrived, she was bearing a huge bouquet of orange roses.

“What’s with the orange?” she asked as she handed me the armful of flowers.

“What do you mean?” I responded with a curious smile as I happily accepted her gift, admiring the striking color and reveling in the sweet scent. They were absolutely stunning.

“While I was in the flower store, I was reaching for the red roses for you,” Jennifer explained, “but I kept hearing this voice in my head saying, ‘Get the orange ones. Get the orange ones!’ You obviously have a friend on the other side who really wanted you to have the orange roses!”

“Well, orange is my favorite color,” I said. “But I can’t think of who from the other realm would have told you that.” For a few moments, I worried that someone close to me might have passed away without me knowing and was trying to send me a message. But I soon got busy with the final preparations for lunch and forgot about my apprehension.

Shortly after, while we were sitting down to eat, my cell phone rang. When I looked at the caller ID, I saw that it was Maya Labos, who had been Wayne’s personal manager and right hand for the last 38 years. Because she travels with him on every trip, Maya and I have gotten extremely close since I’d been sharing the stage with Wayne for the past few years.

“Maya! What’s up?” I asked cheerfully as I answered the call.

“It’s Wayne,” came the tearful voice, and I already knew what was coming next. “He died in his sleep this morning. He’s gone.”

With those words, my heart sank to the pit of my stomach. I just couldn’t believe it was true. Wayne Dyer could not possibly be dead! I had just finished a speaking tour of Australia with him the week before, and he’d seemed positively pulsing with life—as always!

Then I remembered my earlier hunch that someone had crossed over, and I realized my premonition had been true after all. Wayne had known that orange was my favorite color. He often teased me backstage about my penchant for orange (my wallet, my phone case, and my purse are all orange). And he too had a thing for oranges—the fruit, that is. He always carried an orange onstage as a prop when explaining one of his famous analogies. Wayne was rarely, if ever, onstage without an orange, and he’d often toss it into the audience when he finished making his point.

In fact, his teaching about the orange was the last post made on his Facebook page before he died: “When you squeeze an orange, you’ll always get orange juice to come out. What comes out is what’s inside. The same logic applies to you: When someone squeezes you, puts pressure on you, or says something unflattering or critical, and out of you comes anger, hatred, bitterness, tension, depression, or anxiety, that is what’s inside. If love and joy are what you want to give and receive, change your life by changing what’s inside.”

I knew that giving the message to my friend Jennifer to get the orange roses was Wayne’s way of saying that he’s fine. And although I knew, probably better than most, that

Wayne was having a grand time where he was now—laughing and dancing in pure joy, bathed in the overwhelming feelings of unconditional love, free from pain, free from expectations, free to expand and transcend—I was still stunned and saddened.

Wayne had been my teacher, my mentor, and one of my biggest cheerleaders in the journey that he had invited me to begin as an author and a speaker. If he hadn’t discovered my story on the Internet and then told Hay House to track me down and invite me to write a book about my experience, I would not be a published author today, traveling the world, sharing my insights onstage, and seeing my life being made into a Hollywood movie!

While on tour at Hay House events, Wayne and I had often talked about the afterlife and the expansion that takes place once we leave the physical body. Now, I couldn’t help but smile as I imagined him experiencing this for himself firsthand.

Wayne is, and always was, a passionate teacher. That’s what he was put on this earth to do—to teach. And I doubt that shedding his body has stopped him. If anything, he’s even more passionate because now he can reach more people, all at once! He’s probably teaching in a far greater and grander way than he had ever hoped to accomplish while in the physical realm! Instead of being gone for good, he is now more accessible to the millions of people who love him, and he’s probably having a blast showing up in different creative ways for all the people he’s touched in some manner. Now that he is no longer restricted by the physical, Wayne is here, there, and everywhere!

One day, we will all transcend this physical plane into the infinite realm of the afterlife, and while many fear what lies beyond, crossing over is actually the easy part. Let me assure you that there is nothing to fear beyond the veil. Our true challenge is in trying to live a life of expansion, liberation, love, and joy here on the physical plane.

So my biggest message (inspired by both my NDE and the life and teachings of my dear friend) is to live your life as an exercise in creativity, as if every discovery, every artistic exploration, matters in the cosmic tapestry of life—because it does. Follow your heart as you exuberantly combine the riot of colors the universe lays before you to make your life into your own masterpiece. You may be surprised by your creation. As when we listen to or play beautiful music, our goal is not to get to the end of the piece. The point is to enjoy the melodious, joyous journey the music takes us on, including the very first note and every single one that comes after it. And as Wayne always said, “Don’t die with your music still in you!”

So don’t be afraid of not doing it right or of not being good enough. Such fear is totally unfounded. Life is not about getting it right, figuring out the answers to the really big questions (or even the small questions, for that matter), reading all the right books, taking all the right courses, or studying with the masters. Nor is it about whether you’ve had deep spiritual experiences, achieved altered states of consciousness, or become a spiritual guru to multitudes. It’s not even about whether you’ve been dead and come back to life to share your experiences—trust me!

The only thing that matters is that you allow yourself to be all of who you are! It’s that simple! Just be yourself—your true self! Be the love that you are. Shine your light as brightly as you can. And while you’re at it, don’t forget to enjoy the ride and have fun—lots of fun!

Wayne is now perfectly cognizant of the artistry of his life and of all the millions of people who have been touched with the brush of his mastery. Thank you, my friend, for coming into our lives and for sharing your beauty, wisdom, and humor with us as we make this journey together—and thank you for the orange roses.

Namaste.

Special episode of Explore The Extraordinary
I love connecting with all of you, so please tune in to my radio show every Wednesday. 12PM PDT/7PM GMT on Hay House Radio.

Tomorrow’s show (8-31-16) is about the healing power of touch, with Kate MacKinnon.

Please be sure to tune in next Wednesday, September 7th, for a very special show with Wayne’s daughter, Saje Dyer. We have pre-recorded the show, and I know all fans of Wayne’s will truly love it. Saje spoke of all the ways that Wayne has been communicating with her, through signs, since his transition.

Click here to listen.

We Love you Wayne.
Where I will be next…
I absolutely love connecting with you, and one of my favorite ways to do that is at live events. I am in Basel Switzerland this weekend, and the “I Can Do It!” in Philadelphia is coming up in 3 weeks,  which is sure to be wonderful. Click here for details: *I Can Do It! Philly*
To see details for all upcoming events, click here <–😊
Click below to view Dying To Be Me (available now), or
What if This is Heaven? (Release date: September 13, 2016)

Why Don’t You Just Start a Relationship with the Divine?

The Divine is not an abstraction, not an intellectual theory born of the mind. The Divine is REAL – actually the only true Reality, and everything there is, including us human beings, is part of the Divine even though they  usually aren’t conscious of that so important fact..

An inner experience like the one I got from the first lines of ‘The Life Divine’ is only a beginning: an understanding by our mind that there is something more to discover, to do, to live, to BE, consciously. An immense, huge, fantastic Something More. And only by becoming again consciously THAT, can we become really ourselves, truly and fully. It’s like being a child and suddenly realizing that one can grow – better still, is meant to grow – into an as big and knowledgeable and powerful and loving adult as the adults around us, and first of all our parents… or even more than them, if they happened not to be much of the above.

And the most interesting thing to discover and experience about that One Divine Being that we all are in reality, is that His/Her very essence is LOVE.

Or rather, BLISS, for what is there to love when you are One and Unique, that is, alone?… It is the Delight of Being that is there as the very essence of that One Being, which becomes LOVE when this One Being plays at being Many, the innumerable forms of Himself/Herself that are contained potentially within that One Being.

So, if anything within you yearns for true LOVE, for that real Love which is BLISS, don’t look up anymore to other human beings for giving it to you: how could they, as long as they themselves haven’t found it yet and are starving for it just like you do?…

Go straight for the Divine, right there, deep within your very own Centre, or find it all around you like a fish would suddenly become aware that it is surrounded by the Ocean, and that it is bathing in It all the time without usually ever noticing that it is so!…

Many of us, while we are still small kids and haven’t yet experienced any real hard blow from Life here, are still full of that spontaneous Love and Trust so visible yet in our eyes and smile and outstretched little arms.

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But sooner or later that fades away and withdraws deep within to survive, and a crust grows over it to protect it in an outer world that doesn’t value or cherish it. So hardened and living only at the surface of ourselves, we don’t even feel its Presence any longer, and soon we altogether forget about it.

But It is still there, waiting for us to rediscover Its intense, delightful Sweetness. When we need it bad enough, then the crust breaks open and out It comes, flooding us suddenly in that Love we were longing so much for – but looking for It in all the wrong places and the wrong, illusory, distorted, painful appearances of It.

All this has happened to me too, all these mistakes I have done too, so for me at least, the most important advice I can give to all of you my visitors on this Blog, the single most important advice is:

START A RELATIONSHIP WITH THE DIVINE.

It’s so simple. Just do it in your own way, whatever it is, and start that Relationship with whatever Form/Aspect of the Divine that you spontaneously, genuinely feel some attraction for, from any Religion or no Religion whatsoever. Just turn inward to your deepest Depths, and speak to them. Ot turn outward to the limitless Immensities around you, and speak to them. As you would to the very Core of Everything, to the Source you and everything else arose from, and are part of forever. Yes, since Eternity, for Eternity. Isn’t that a most wondrous Fact to revel in?…

START A RELATIONSHIP WITH THE DIVINE.

Words spoken alone to the night, tears of gratitude for a sudden Joy, tears of despair after sudden tragedy, it doesn’t matter. Take a little or fat notebook and a pen, and just start writing to the Divine, and note down the answers too; or keep writing, again and again, just whenever you feel like it, and look out for the answers that WILL come, but not always in words heard within, for often they will come at any other, outer moment of your life, through the radio or TV, or a child passing you by in the street.  Then this relationship will grow to occupy gradually  with its Sweetness every moment in your life. Whatever makes you start that Relationship will be the Beginning of your true life on Earth in that human body, a life where you thought perhaps that you were so terribly alone and lost. Even  moments of apparent solitude will gradually become for you your most blissful moments, when you will be able to feel most powerfully the unutterable secret Bliss of being with the Divine. Soon even in crowds you will still feel blissfully alone with the Divine. And then, surrounded innumerably by the Divine in everyone and everything around you.

Yes, we ARE the Divine, too; and that too is eternally blissful, to start with so to say. But beyond even THAT Bliss, is what I would call “the Bliss of Being the Divine, with the Divine, in the Divine.”

That’s what we are headed towards, on Earth too.

Many lines from ‘Savitri’ I would like to be able to quote endlessly here, but I guess the one that perhaps is capturing best for me the inexpressible Total Delight that Sri Aurobindo managed to express there is this one single line that always filled me with instant ecstasy and is always singing deep in my soul:

“The bliss of the myriad myriads who are One”…

 

 

 

 

Material Reductionism vs Spiritual Reductionism… and the Solution

Religions and spiritual paths often complain, and rightly so, that the present materialistic stand of our Science and the whole contemporary culture built around it (not only in the West but more and more in the East too) is nothing but a Reductionist interpretation  of the true reality, for it systematically and deliberately chooses to ignore all the facts that bear witness of the existence and importance of the Spiritual Dimension.

Yes, this complaint about a heavy Materialistic Reductionism is nowadays quite justified indeed.

But what has been quickly forgotten (if ever acknowledged) by those who now complain, is that for the last two or three centuries before that, another Reductionism was in place, ruling everything just as heavily, only from the opposite side: a spritual/religious stand that was at the other extreme, and could have been equally labelled as a Spiritualistic Reductionism, systematically and deliberately choosing to minimize or ignore altogether every fact pointing to the importance of Matter only, in this Physical Universe.

So the present  Materialistic Reductionism is only taking its revenge, so to say, upon the Spiritualistic Reductionism that it had suffered from previously.

The result in both cases is the same, alas, and as disastrous for our human understanding of who we are and what is that world we are living in: when previously half the pieces of the Puzzle had been taken out – all the material ones, and only the spiritual ones remained – nothing really made much sense; now that all the material pieces have been put back in, but all the spiritual ones have been removed, nothing really makes sense either!…

This swinging back and forth from one extreme point of view to the other, opposite point of view, just as extreme, is the characteristic way the Mental Power functions, and the problem is that humanity is still much influenced by it, for in terrestrial evolution it is this very Mental Power that has been, until only a few decades ago, the dominant Power influencing our consciousness as human beings.

But this is changing, and rapidly so: since 1956, a new Energy, the Consciousness-Force from a higher and more luminous level, the Supramental Realm as Sri Aurobindo and the Mother called it, is thanks to them at work directly on Earth. Where the Mental Power was bringing extreme dualistic views on everything, each one of them convinced of being the Absolute Truth,  and trying to win over all the other views, the Supramental Power, coming from beyond the Mind level, quietly brings a balanced view harmonizing at last all those various pairs of opposites that the Mind had always seen (and so, presented) as totally irreconcilable and contradicting each other.

To sum it all up, one could say that for the Mind it was constantly ‘This, OR That’, while for the Supramental (which is not anymore Mind at all, but an altogether different and truer consciousness), it is constantly ‘This, AND That’….

So let’s not despair: there is hope! Thanks to this new way of perceiving things, now as parts of a whole instead of as separate or even opposite truths, all the people who are sincerely trying to find the Truth are being gradually led to this new, vaster way of perceiving and understanding everything, whereby one can see the validity without contradiction of two opposite points of view, and so one becomes able to recognize both of them as true… just as our contemporary scientists themselves had to finally do at the end of the definitive experiment about whether a photon was a particle or a wave, when they found themselves faced with the bewildering fact that a photon is BOTH a particle and a wave!

Then perhaps the time is not too far when even scientists will have to admit that the characteristics of the Quantum World, of the sub-atomic reality, are suspiciously similar to those of the Reality that has been since ever called the Spiritual Reality… And the spiritual people too, on the other hand, might realize that at the Quantum level, Matter starts behaving pretty much like Spirit!…

And then the Big Puzzle will finally be reconstituted in full, this time not reduced by any human prejudice, but with BOTH its material and spiritual pieces of reality, and we will see at last… the Real Big Picture.

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