Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Diamond Cutter

I just started this book from recommendation from a friend.

Comments on Life of A Yogi

The book is an extremely interesting read to me. And has alot of events that seems etheral as well. But its by far one of the best books that explained some of the factuals physcological happenings.

I will definitely re-read it again another time.

I would also recommend this book to those who are looking for some spirituality.
But funny how this book works, it really would only be read by people who are aligned to it, as to everything else as well.

I have had friends started reading the book, but dropped when just couple of pages into the book, missing out the larger jewel from within it. While on the big contrast, the rest of us read it, salvaging the jewels inside like a hugnry wolf. Interesting really.

Friday, January 25, 2013

The girl who did or didn't did something for the tragic event

The other day I had an impromptu discussion with my brother-in-law.

He told me about a news article that depicts a group of people who raised children to go out and pretend and lost child, and as soon as a kind-hearted soul brought the child back to his or her 'home', a group of thugs will either rob or rape the girl.

"How sad it is that the good goes unrewarded", said my brother-in-law. "I cannot believe that a good intention will lead to such an outcome. Its not logical."

I knew I sound very harsh when I said this, but nevertheless, I said it.

" Its very sad indeed. My heart goes out to them. However, those who meet with such events have nevertheless surely have planted such seed that grew to such an incident. If not, she would not have even the 'yuan' to meet the child." I lamented.

"You mean to say that the girl did something to get her raped?? I don't agree with you. I stand by the fact that these are victims." He replied strongly.

"So you meant to say that the girl have did absolutely nothing that triggered the incident of her being raped?" I asked.

"Err.. Yah you can say that actually. That is correct." He answered.

"Hmm perhaps you don't have enough faith in karma, cause and effect. Because through the law of cause and effect, if you don't have the affinity to meet with certain things, no matter how, you cannot even meet the person (child)." I explained.

"No matter what I just cannot think that she deserves it. I feel she is very innocent victim." He said again.

Then we went onto another topic, about a analogy situation about a plane of people whose plane would crash.

"Then don't tell me the whole plane people had done the exact same thing that lead to the exact same death?" He ask enquiringly.

For this I am not wise to answer. I told him honestly that karma is very intricate and extremely extensive ways of yuan and webs of interconnecting things waiting to ripen, already ripened and going to ripen. Its not something that we as normal humans can totally understand or calculate out. But for sure, I told him, that these people surely have done something, that resulted in these events. No matter if they are 'positive' or 'negative' events.

So we debated for quite a bit before leaving it as it is.

After I went home.. as I was bathing, I started to run the scenario through my mind.

"Okie.. so lets say that the girl did nothing that resulted in this event, then.. karma would not exists, as everything is random and at whim. Then the whole world would be in chaos!" I thought.

Excitedly, I msged him and told him I found the answer. I told him the above as I have thought. "If the girl did nothing to trigger that event, then random ah?"

"Then she just very suay lor. Hahahah." he msged back. I think he is also laughing at himself and such a theory.
Then I thought, if we humans have the powers of the divine/creators, then this world sure damn jialat! Hahahaha!

We are definitely not wise enough to get any powers yet. Because we see in our own limited human view. And failed to see the entire earth, universe and whole cosmic energy.

More is yet to be learnt!

Monday, January 21, 2013

Milo passing away 18/01/2013

On 18/01/2013, Milo passed away around 9pm.

I still remember we took her from his house to see the vet in October 2012. She was very frail. Her eyes were clotted full of mucus that has dried up, even if we try to wipe it off, the mucus would come back within 10 minutes. Her legs were failing her, she could hardly walk. And she would sit in a small dark corner of the house, looking miserable.

Many a times I tried to get the family to take her to the vet, but it seems like most of them feel that Milo is too old, and if that is the case, perhaps they can put her to sleep. No way am I going to let them do that to her! I consulted a friend of mine, she is an animal lover, and thanks to her, I resolved to make Milo be better. So in October, under my endless persuasion, we finally manage to take her to the vet. She was diagnosed with Artities and weak heart.

After the vet, we fed her heart food and also her daily dose of vitamins. She gradually grew better. Soon she was prancing around. We were really happy to see her back in shape again. She also regained back her body weight - to a normal size dog. Even the brother who came over for Christmas was rather happily surprised that she could go back to being almost completely healthy again.

During Christmas, my mom and sis came over for the Christmas party we had at home. My mom saw the dog, and ask me if there is anyone in the house when we go work. I replied,"No one. Milo is alone at home."

"What? Then who feed her?" I was quite dismayed by this response. For quite a while, I have been feeling rather bad for leaving Milo alone at home. Our work hours prevented us from being at home for longer time. And often, after work, we went out to eat, making the hours that she was at home even longer. She would see us for around 10 - 15 mins at 8pm + in the morning, then she would have to wait until 8pm - 9pm before she can see us again. Thats long 12 hours of our absense.

"She only eats one meal a day." I replied quietly.

20 mins later, my sister asked me the same question. Again, she displayed a surprised of Milo being alone at home in her waking hours. And yet again. I feel the tug at my heart that perhaps I should put her back to his mom's house.

So happened that a few days after the new year, a singtel girl came over to our house to persuade me to sign up for fibre plan. I think Milo took a liking to her, because Milo usually bark at outsiders outside our gate, but Milo did not bark at her. And then, this singtel girl asked us the same question and the same reaction.

By now I am sure that I want to put her back. Of coz, I admit that I do want to be relieved a little of Milo's taking care of and fully concentrated on chanting. But when she was put by to his mom's place, I missed her constantly. And I thought of asking him to bring her back to our place, but at the thought of her being alone for most of the time, I couldnt bear to bring her back. Its too selfish of me to keep her, because I'm sure his family will miss her even more because she grew up with them. Keeping her with us, is like preventing them any contact with her.

But what I never knew is that one week later she would passed away. If that is the case, I would never have put her back. I thought she was healthy again. And since I have done my duty of nursing her back to health, its time I should put her back to her family again.

The last few days before we put her back, I noticed she was feeling very down, and constantly sitting down. Couple of time I wanted to feed her, she actually did not want to get up. Which is rather unusual. Even when I pushed her toy to her, she displayed no interest in her toy. But I thought maybe she felt really bored. So all the more I wanted her to have more company, and putting her back in his mom's house will do, because they usually have more people in the house to accompany her.

And on Saturday my JAL mates came over, and I insisted that Daniel bring Milo back, because I also cannot handle as a host to my JAL mates and have to tend to Milo. So at my insistence, Daniel brought her back to his mom's place. I didnt really say very long good bye to Milo. Though that day I did play with her happily on my lap.

Little did I know that one week later her little heart would stop beating.

For a week I have been having this headache.. ever since my JAL mates came over. I thought its the heat of the noise, and the constant chattering of my friends that I had a headache. But from that day, the headache never really went away. On thursday I fell sick. Apparently she stopped eating on Thursday night.

Then on Friday, Daniel called me to tell me that Milo wasn't eating. I thought she was just sick or something. He said that if she still do not eat anything, then he would bring her back on Sunday night. I agreed.

So on Friday I went for my usual work - after work I usually go to Hweesan. After an inspiring session, I was leaving for the mrt where I saw his msg,"Milo passed away."

I thought he was joking. I called him immediately and ask to meet him on the way to the cremation grounds in Pasar ris. While I was waiting for him at Hweesan's block, I quickly try to chant for Milo Amituofo. As I try to concentrate, I heard two distinct 'Norrott Norroott' sounds, like a dog snorting in the bushes behind me. I jumped up and quickly look behind me. The bushes behind were moving along with the wind quite ferociously.
And there was a small little part that seems to be moving more intensely then the rest of the bushes. I peered anxiously in it, expecting a cat to jump out of the bushes, but no cat came. The bushes were too thick to have any animal penetrate it. Besides, what I heard was a dog's snorts, definitely not that of a cat's. And it sound really close to me.. just right behind me. Milo, maybe you can stand in front of me next time and snort and don't scare me like that?

I try to calm myself down and try to go back to chanting. Around 15 mins later he arrived. Shortly after i got on the car, I asked Daniel if Milo's body was hard, or soft. He replied saying,"Very soft." Actually that means Milo has a good rebirth. I heaved a big sigh of relief.  On the way to the cremation ground in Pasar ris, Tengouku, I called the owner to delay the cremation time. Milo passed away around 9pm plus, we manage to get the extension to the cremation to 8am in the morning. So around 11 hours before cremation. The owner was really nice. He knew we wanted to chant for Milo, but he needed to lock up the place, so he suggested Nian Fo Ji instead during the 6 hrs while we were not there. We stayed for around, chanting for Milo, while he went to his friend house to get Nian Fo Ji. As we sat there looking at Milo, and chanting, Daniel was tearing. I was still alright because I know I need to chant for her asap, for her good rebirth. So I tried and concentrated on chanting. She still looked very cute during her 'sleep'. During this time, I tried to touch the feet, and the feet was stiffening. What did it mean? Did it mean she had a bad rebirth after all? Im confused. Around 1 hour of chanting, the owner came back, to my surprised, he brought a radio instead of nian fo ji, and a few Buddhist songs discs. We tried a few, but none of them fits the bill. Suddenly I remembered that I have a CD given to me by Jian Xing Shi Fu, and its the nicest CD of Pureland music with birds, flutes and all. I went to my bag to try my luck if its there. Indeed it was. How lucky is Milo to have meet a nice owner for the pet cremation, and for me to have that CD on me at that point of time!

After we set the music for Milo, we tore away unwillingly. We reached home around 2am+. And agreed to be at the crematory grounds at 7am to chant another hour before the cremation of Milo.

Finally, at 8am, Daniel went to get the man for the cremation. As we kept crying and looking at Milo, the man patiently waited for us. Only given our permission did he lift Milo's body up to the cremation ground. When the man was lifting Milo's body into the crematory bin, Daniel commented that the body had already stiffened up. I looked and it was true. I still hope Milo can make it to Pureland.

We left the place around 8.20am on 19/01/2013. Went for some quiet kopitiam and food. And went back for the urn.

The next day, I heard Milo's stiffled bark. I turned around, but there was of coz, nothing there. Ever since then, I never hear Milo's sounds again.

One week later, I brought Daniel to Jian Xin ShiFu place, and we did some group chanting as well as some questions and answer to Milo's situation. Jian Xin Shifu said that the soft body is a good sign, but later on, stiffened up, so it is a bit hard to tell what is happening. And most cases that went up to Pureland, doesn't defacate. But sometimes they do too. So its again, hard to tell. If I want to know if Milo has gone up to Pureland, the only way is to ask her to 'tuo meng'. And hopefully I can know where she is through my dreams.





Sunday, January 13, 2013

Jing Kong Fa Shi

因戒得定,因定开慧。

If your will power is stronger then your karmic forces, then your karmic forces will be dissolved. But if your will power is weaker then your karmic forces, then you will have to go by karmic forces. Which means that most of the times, when we are going through certain sufferings in life, say, if we have a will power to help others out, perhaps when we do it, because our will power to help out others is so strong, our karmic forces are dissolved by the merits otherwise we would have to continue, say, suffering of health.

OMG this is so interesting!

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Life of a Yogi - God! God! God!

Years sped by. I lectured in every part of my new land, and addressed hundreds of clubs, colleges, churches,
and groups of every denomination. Tens of thousands of Americans received yoga initiation. To them all I
dedicated a new book of prayer thoughts in 1929−WHISPERS FROM ETERNITY, with a preface by Amelita
Galli−Curci. {FN37−6} I give here, from the book, a poem entitled “God! God! God!”, composed one night
as I stood on a lecture platform:
From the depths of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper:
God! God! God!
Thou art the food, and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee,
I taste Thee, and mentally say:
God! God! God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Ever keeps turning on Thee;
And in the battle din of activity
My silent war cry is ever: God! God! God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek,
And when worries howl at me,
I drown their clamor, loudly chanting:
God! God! God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With threads of memories,
Then on that magic cloth I find embossed:
God! God! God!
Every night, in time of deepest sleep,
My peace dreams and calls, Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my joy comes singing evermore:
God! God! God!
In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,
Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,
My soul constantly hums, unheard by any:
God! God! God!

When I reread this part again... I got a shock! I realised that this has much deeper meaning then just complimenting God! Its actually SAMAHDI where the mind is constantly thinking about reunion with God. Or is already union with God. Its like when they ask us to chant Amituofo, and there was a case where a lady was confirmed attained Samahdi where she already 24 hrs is focused on Amituofo.

This is a SAMAHDI stage!

P.S. This is just my analyzation. LOL not sure if its correct. But this is just how my feeling of this passage is. :)

Tuesday, January 08, 2013

Bill Gates


Very handsome mah. Why my friends say I seow.

Monday, January 07, 2013

Earthworm totem

http://www.linsdomain.com/totems/pages/earthworm.htm
Examining the Past
 
When Earthworm appears, it is time to work over all we have been experiencing,
a time to examine and digest what has occurred in our life.
Then we can cast off what is not beneficial or necessary – clean house emotionally.
This allows new growth.
Earthworm also reminds us that no matter how small our efforts seem,
we are reshaping the earth around us.
The past (including past lives) influences the present and the future.
Unless we recognize and acknowledge the past,
we can repeat the same mistakes.
Earthworm also cautions about putting ourselves into a vulnerable position.
We need to be careful when before throwing ourselves wholeheartedly into something new. Do not react hastily. Work over the old before starting anything new.
Earthworm reminds us that no matter how difficult things might have been,
new growth and new hope awaits us.

Sunday, January 06, 2013

Self-Esteem - Caroline Myss



Judgement - High voltage negative stuff.

Friday, January 04, 2013

Amazing test of faith!

Recently I wanted to donate a food pack monthly for some kids through a friend. And she persuaded me very hard to start donating in Dec though I was apprehensive. We haggled for around 5 minutes on this. I really wanted to start in Jan. But I thought, "Oh, what the heck, its not alot of money anyways, I should have faith that I have more then enough ample savings."

And today, I recieved a msg that says that Standard Chartered has selected my exact donation food pack transaction for free! Wow! I really got to start in January ler! Since my Dec donation is free now! The divine really works amazingly! And I made like hundreds of transactions on my that card! And only this transaction is selected! How amazing this is!

When writing this, I'm still in amazement. Wow. I have more faith than before! :))

Tuesday, January 01, 2013

Book - Life Of A Yogi


Recently I found this book due to a good friend's recommendation from the wisdom in his verses. Already reading until chapter 12 in free pdf form. Very enlightening and full of spiritual insights.

http://www.healingspiral.com/Yogananda-Autobiography.pdf

An inspiring excerpt from Life Of A Yogi

“In shallow men the fish of little thoughts cause much commotion. In oceanic minds the whales of inspiration make hardly a ruffle.”

“Just as the purpose of eating is to satisfy hunger, not greed, so the sex instinct is designed for the propagation of the species according to natural law, never for the kindling of insatiable longings,” he said. “Destroy wrong desires now; otherwise they will follow you after the astral body is torn from its physical casing. Even whenthe flesh is weak, the mind should be constantly resistant. If temptation assails you with cruel force, overcome it by impersonal analysis and indomitable will. Every natural passion can be mastered."

“Conserve your powers. Be like the capacious ocean, absorbing within all the tributary rivers of the senses. Small yearnings are openings in the reservoir of your inner peace, permitting healing waters to be wasted in the desert soil of materialism. The forceful activating impulse of wrong desire is the greatest enemy to the happiness of man. Roam in the world as a lion of self−control; see that the frogs of weakness don't kick you around.”

“The deeper the self−realization of a man, the more he influences the whole universe by his subtle spiritual vibrations, and the less he himself is affected by the phenomenal flux.”

So long as man struggles with his mortality, he is affected by the myriad mutations of heaven and earth. “Astrology is the study of man's response to planetary stimuli. The stars have no conscious benevolence or animosity; they merely send forth positive and negative radiations. Of themselves, these do not help or harm humanity, but offer a lawful channel for the outward operation of cause−effect equilibriums which each man has set into motion in the past.

“A child is born on that day and at that hour when the celestial rays are in mathematical harmony with his individual karma. His horoscope is a challenging portrait, revealing his unalterable past and its probable future results. But the natal chart can be rightly interpreted only by men of intuitive wisdom: these are few. “The message boldly blazoned across the heavens at the moment of birth is not meant to emphasize fate−the result of past good and evil−but to arouse man's will to escape from his universal thralldom. What he has done, he can undo. None other than himself was the instigator of the causes of whatever effects are now prevalent in his life. He can overcome any limitation, because he created it by his own actions in the first place, and because he has spiritual resources which are not subject to planetary pressure.

“Superstitious awe of astrology makes one an automaton, slavishly dependent on mechanical guidance. The wise man defeats his planets—which is to say, his past−by transferring his allegiance from the creation to the Creator. The more he realizes his unity with Spirit, the less he can be dominated by matter. The soul is ever−free; it is deathless because birthless. It cannot be regimented by stars.
“Man IS a soul, and HAS a body. When he properly places his sense of identity, he leaves behind all compulsive patterns. So long as he remains confused in his ordinary state of spiritual amnesia, he will know the subtle fetters of environmental law.

“God is harmony; the devotee who attunes himself will never perform any action amiss. His activities will be correctly and naturally timed to accord with astrological law. After deep prayer and meditation he is in touch with his divine consciousness; there is no greater power than that inward protection.”

The starry inscription at one's birth, I came to understand, is not that man is a puppet of his past. Its message is rather a prod to pride; the very heavens seek to arouse man's determination to be free from every limitation. God created each man as a soul, dowered with individuality, hence essential to the universal structure, whether in the temporary role of pillar or parasite. His freedom is final and immediate, if he so wills; it depends not on outer but inner victories.

“'The hour is midnight.' My guide laughed softly. 'Yonder light is the glow of a golden palace, materialized
here tonight by the peerless Babaji. In the dim past, you once expressed a desire to enjoy the beauties of a
palace. Our master is now satisfying your wish, thus freeing you from the bonds of karma.'

"For the faults of many, judge not the whole. Everything on earth is of mixed character, like a mingling of sand and sugar. Be like the wise ant which seizes only the sugar, and leaves the sand untouched." - Babaji

Racism - Yes or No?

Today I was having a msn conversation with a friend. And we were both talking about a part of Life of a Yogi book, which says,"It is scarcely possible for an Indian to pale, but Jitendra's face was suddenly sickly." Its really funny because Mukunda (the Master) is also indian. But he made funny comments and its very light hearted. It was very well-recieved by me and my friend, who both agree that saints are humorous and light-hearted.

As the conversation progress on more, my friend told me that one of her indian friends applied vaseline snow with positive effects, and Vaseline should have asked an indian to be the spokeswoman.

We continued further, that, however, perhaps due to racism issues, this will be prohibited.

Sometimes I think the differentiation is so much that everything becomes racism. And the result is the complete opposite of equality and the total opposite of what the anti-racism people were wanting to achieve. In the name of protesting we be equal, they actually made us 'different' in our minds. And I suppose they totally overlooked it and dunno what they (the anti-protestors) are doing.

I feel that by accepting that we look different, and embracing it, then we can be truly equal.

By thinking that different in physical outlooks is something of higher and lower inferiority, then makes us all unequal by our own private definitions of differentiation.

What is wrong with dark skin? Its just darker, thats all.
Nothing else. No good, no bad.

If everyone thinks this way, then truly, we are on our way to equality. :-)

Poem - Their Sufferings

I just dig out a piece of paper that I wrote long time ago. When I was around 24 years old?
Brings back memories and how my thinking was back then.

Their Sufferings

I do not know of his heart
I do not know of the universe

What are we?
The little dots on earth
Conquering the whole world
Wiping out species that we don't like

But humans are still suffering
We know of too much leisure to give it up
Too much play to accept suffering
Too much selfishness to help someone out
With our heart and soul

Have we turn to the worse instead with all this luxury
Like a sucker asking for more when its already got enough
A never ending quest for more possessions
When one has already too much for even the whole city

A little extra from the richer
A little spare from the comfortable
To help the poor and needy
Not even lifting a finger to help
Is it too much to ask?

The darkness in the greed devours every one of our soul
Leaving with loneliness with money filling up our hearts
Empty of love and kindness
And I cried knowingly
As the darkness slowly creep up within me