“Play the sound of the solar system. Planets revolve around the sun and play notes as they make rotations.”
—SolarBeat (via ideasareawesome)
March 2010
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“I had a dream. In fact, it was on the night I met you. In the dream, there was our world, and the world was dark because there weren’t any robins and the robins represented love. And for the longest time, there was this darkness. And all of a sudden, thousands of robins were set free and they flew down and brought this blinding light of love. And it seemed that love would make any difference, and it did. So, I guess it means that there is trouble until the robins come.”
—Blue Velvet (1986)
things my bunny is teaching me, pt 1
- it’s ok to burrow sometimes
- leafy greens + root vegetables are key
- it’s worth checking every day how fast you can run, how high you can jump, and whether or not they’re going to let you into their territory this time
- practice joyous abandon whenever possible
- love & trust are recreated daily
- hide & go seek, peek-a-boo and tearing up newspaper are way more fun than all the toys we bought
richard siken, war of the foxes →
fishousepoems.org
with audio!!
& a request: feeling low on the creative energy lately, at least w/r/t poetry. link me to some of your favorite poems, please, so I can remember how important it is for me to be writing always. :) ?
“Peace is man’s greatest and highest blessing. Man thinks that he can get everything with prosperity; but if he is wanting in peace, then he is the worst possible beggar. We say “peace of mind,” but actually we do not have peace in the mind. By staying in the mind, we can never have even a glimpse of peace. When we want peace, we have to go beyond the realm of the mind. How can we go beyond the mind? It is through our constant aspiration. That aspiration will enable us to collect the mind like a bundle and throw it into the sea of the heart. Then we will see that our mind, vital and physical—our whole existence—will be inundated with inner peace.”
—Sri Chinmoy
“The highest meditation is when you do not have any thoughts at all. Right now when we are meditating, we are victims to many thoughts, undivine thoughts, ugly thoughts, evil thoughts. At other times we do a kind of meditation where we get fairly good thoughts, divine thoughts, fulfilling thoughts and illumining thoughts. This is a higher state. But when we are in the Highest, there will be no thoughts, either good or bad. There it is only Light.”
—Sri Chinmoy
Om Namah Shivay
Jagjit Singh
OM NAMAH SHIVAY
big thanks to theworldpulse for finding this record. I can’t wait for yoshimi to wake up so I can put it on speakers and watch her dance to it. BUNNY LOVE. ONE LOVE
Yoshimi Battle the Pink Robots, Pt. 1
The Flaming Lips
the flaming lips - yoshimi battles the pink robots pt. 1
spending some qt with our new baby bunny. her name is yoshimi.
awesome facts about yoshi:
- she loves spinach
- she loves doing binkies
- she does continuous binkies when listening to joanna newsom
- she has blue eyes!!!
“The saviors of the world do not come to foster inimical doctrinal divisions; their teachings should not be used toward that end. It is something of a misnomer even to refer to the New Testament as the “Christian” Bible, for it does not belong exclusively to any one sect. Truth is meant for the blessing and upliftment of the entire human race. As the Christ Consciousness is universal, so does Jesus Christ belong to all….”
—Paramahansa Yogananda
let's go let's go →
yogananda-srf.org
Paramahansa Yogananda established the Self-Realization Fellowship Ashram Center in Encinitas in 1937. Here, at the Hermitage where he lived for many years, he wrote his Autobiography of a Yogi, widely regarded today as a modern spiritual classic. The Ashram Center and nearby Temple are located on the Pacific Coast, 100 miles south of Los Angeles and 25 miles north of San Diego.
The Hermitage is generally open on Sundays, 2-5 p.m., except in inclement weather. The meditation gardens, which include a small waterfall and koi pond, are open to the public 9 a.m.-5 p.m., Tuesday through Saturday, and 11 a.m.- 5 p.m. on Sundays.
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“Slowly it blossomed, and slowly too it ripened in Siddhartha, the knowledge, the knowing that was actually wisdom, concerning the goal of his long seeking. It was nothing but a readiness of the soul, a capability, a secret art, to think the thought of unity at every moment in life, to be able to feel and inhale unity. Slowly this unfolded within him, streamed back at him from Vasudeva’s aged childlike face: harmony, knowledge of the eternal perfection of the world, the smile, unity.”
—Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
pranayama
some times we are so focused on asana that it becomes easy to forget that yoga is an eight-limbed path. I have been thinking very extensively about ahimsa (non-violence), the foremost of the yamas and certainly the absolute foundation of any true yoga practice - and human being - and how I can embody it more thoroughly in every aspect of my life, how to stand with it in my own truth. beyond the subtle changes & choices we can make, are always making, maybe one solution is a recognition of the bliss inherent in every moment that we live.
tonight’s bliss yoga practice went beyond asana to embrace each one of us with each of its limbs. but especially pranayama! we breathed. we didn’t breathe. the motion of the breath was an ocean, an unfolding - cosmic, miniscule - and the absence of the breath was like a cradling, a welcoming. to let go of the resistance of your body and let the space enfold you. how peace unfolds like a thousand petals at the moment of your surrender—
space enfolds even as it unfolds, always—
and then, all on its own, the awe that is prana gives itself back to you. and you see: we are carried, each of us, each moment of our lives. what but that is love? what bliss!
“Soon the child’s clear eye is clouded over by ideas and opinions, preconceptions and abstractions. Simple free being becomes encrusted with the burdensome armor of the ego. Not until years later does an instinct come that a vital sense of mystery has been withdrawn. The sun glints through the pines, and the heart is pierced in a moment of beauty and strange pain, like a memory of paradise. After that day, we become seekers.”
—Peter Matthiessen (via sahasrara-shanti)
