ETERNAL-URUSVATI-TERMINAL-HAIMAVATI- REMEMBER A DAY-HOME IS WHERE YOU ARE LIVING RIGHT NOW: AWAKENING TO THE ‘CHILD-IN-US’

Tribute to Richard Wright -‘Remember a Day’ Live by David Gilmour (Original from Pink Floyd’s Album A Saucerful of Secrets, 1968,song written by Richard Wright)

“This earth is the honey (madhu, the effect) of all beings, and all beings are the honey (madhu, the effect) of this earth.” -Rishi Yajnavalkya, Brihadaranyaka Upanishad

‘If only I

Child with Flowers by French Painter Bouguereau

Child with Flowers by French Painter Bouguereau

could feel
The sound
of the sparrows
and feel child hood
pulling me
back again

If only I could feel
me pulling back
again
and feel embraced
by reality
again

I would die
Gladly die’.

– Jim Morrison, American Night

 

You must be wondering what’s wrong with you

It’s not unusual that it has been a long way far from home

But in between all that indifference the world has shown you

The child in you never abandoned your side, still waking up in frosty mornings

Bathing in the lullaby of the winds

Jim Morrison photograph

Jim Morrison photograph

The tree showers you with the bliss of morning flowers

Gladiolas the orchids and amaranthine roses

The rarest of them all the golden pin-ball

From where you came spinning like a boson

Sri Anirvan Ji Rare Photograph

Sri Anirvan Ji Rare Photograph

You didn’t need to obey the exclusion principle

Gurdjieff and Ouspensky rare photograph

Gurdjieff and Ouspensky rare photograph

Free unbound from space-time architecture

Destroy the cagey vision of mankind

That has made millions homeless in one beautiful home

They are all seeking for love to connect with their primal self – the child

Sitting like a mannequin in NY or Zurich, in Krakow or East Berlin

Or in a playful island in Madagascar or in Santa Fe walking on the beach

Scratching on the wood the totem of a preeminent fear

And on rock faces they auto-morph the ancient hieroglyphs of the sacred destiny

Struggle ends desire in annihilation

Acceptance is the warm awakening of your soul

You cannot forget that your blood is the source of the sun

The source of all that is there or not because love must exist

For you to co-exist in the inaction of that actionable time hypothetically dubbed as the no-boundary enigma-horizon

The bird must flap its wings

From Carl Jung's Red Book

From Carl Jung’s Red Book

So the angels can sing

And dew moisten the daisies

A lonely hour in the honeyed woods

For a prayer of its own to the guardians of light

Delight in the fanciful zest of a child looking at the cluster of stars

He must paint them one by one

Give name to each in his own way

That way is unusual unknown and never designated

The way of love has no-beginning no-end

Nor will it be defined by any system of belief

When you give yourself away

Almost exist unknowingly as a singularity of thought

Just a white flame of light

Then love is the root cause that gave substance the form

It felt the beating of heart many big bangs ago

Gave answers for you to return back

Home is where you are living right now! 9-ETERNAL-URUSVATI-TERMINAL-HAIMAVATI-00.00

-J

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