I finally felt the need to write, though it isn't something I thought I'd blog about. A few weeks back, I had attended a meditation at the Pranic Healing Foundation here, and while the whole experience was wonderful, there were certain things of a more superficial nature that made me for some reason, rather happy.
For instance, though we were complete novices, in that room, supercharged with energy, we almost effortlessly were able to feel auras and chakras, and the changes that could be wrought on these by the simplest of words. Simply saying the word 'Hate' was enough to make the heart-chakra shrink, while 'Love' made it larger. Saying a small white lie (the experiment we conducted involved a lady lying about her age) was enough to make her Antakarna slender as a thread... the antakarna connects us to our higher soul, our conscience, and even that white lie, spoken as an experiment was enough to damage it!
The experiment that I enjoyed the most was that of rooting. Imagining being rooted to mother earth, with beautiful white roots was all it took, without any physical effort, to become rock steady.
Apart from all the other deeper, higher things that were said that day, one story which I was much struck by was about Master Choa Kok Sui, who had gone to Sarojini Nagar Market, and once there, he purchased a large number of blankets and started distributing them. His pupils tried to tell him about how, in Sarojini, one is supposed to bargain, pointed out that many of the people were coming again and again for the handouts, and tried to prevent it. Master, however, heeded none of it, and continued to give.
The reason that I keep remembering this story and find it so powerful, is that it made me realise that if I'm being 'cheated' out of some money by a shopkeeper, it may be doing him some good, so i shouldn't mind it.
If someone comes for repeated handouts, maybe that person will use the blankets thus collected to set up an enterprise which will earn that person some money, and maybe that person will become self reliant.
Every one here is pretty clueless about most things, and most people beg for different things, often without even being aware of the fact. We need to share what we have, not hoard it and pretend that it is exclusively ours. Giving doesn't deplete what we have. We get other things, of greater importance. A nicer feeling about ourselves, for example.
And that is why that rooting experiment was so significant. If we were to root ourselves from within, there would be no more of that aimless floating we do so much of. No more swaying towards whichever side the opinions of others blow us.
And if only we could quieten down, stem the flow of continuous rubbish that we spew heedless of what it does to others, or even to ourselves. If saying one less bad or negative thing about a person can give me one more minute in which to say something kind instead, I'm healing both the other person and myself.
I guess that is the whole issue of being good.
