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emc
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Posted - May 13 2009 : 4:33:58 PM
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Hi anandatandava,
The prison is lucky to have you in it! I am convinced you grace everyone there with your presence. I can sense your presence all over the place here! Your thoughts around your "unworthiness" is luckily not corresponding to your actual divine radiance!
I work in a school for adults (from 17 and up) and sometimes students never have time to finish their studies because they have to go to prison for something they did BEFORE they decided to shape up and start studying... they sort of get caught up by their past in a very inconvenient way because the system works so slowly. I have had the thought "I should give them Yogani's DM book before they go"... but never did that... you inspire me to actually go to action and do that next time someone has to go!
Thank you so much for your participation in forum! You are an inspiration!
Love, emc
PS: Oh, and by the way... my right hand has the habit of flying up and "beam" people with that burning flame when it finds it suitable. The stream almost always goes to the other person's third eye. I'm glad to hear about your wonderful experiences! |
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Akasha
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Posted - May 13 2009 : 6:05:41 PM
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Welcome Home Anandatandava Great to be here, You sound like an interesting character with much wisdom & experience to share.I know prisons can be quite brutalising places-but one can have AYP wheerever one is- that is the beauty of it.You do radiate a fantastically bright light.
Your question is pretty interesting.More research on it's way.
with humiility and deep gratitude,
Brother Akasha |
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nandhi
USA
362 Posts |
Posted - May 17 2009 : 01:45:54 AM
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quote: Originally posted by Katrine
I was very moved by the alive drawing....thank you nandhi for sharing the creativeness flowing from you..... Looking at the picture.....it explained something that I have pondered......I see that there is no flame from the heart in that picture.....but from the hands....and from the belly.....it is like a message of compassion.....compassionate hands that are willing to take action being moved by the flame.....this allows much more flaming...(sorry for not finding the right words in English )
...oh.... Nandhi? Can I ask you.....what is the connection between the belly and the heart and the Ajna? It seems here that Ajna is Vision.....heart is Knowing (the substance in the cavity behind the breat bone feels...this is how it knows)..and belly is.......Being...the power to create??
Before receiving and giving healings....the hands "turn themselves on" ....this is how i know that a healing is called for....they just start buzzing.....and they also "turn themselves off" spontaneously.... When the hands were activated 12 years ago....after the first 7 days where they were constantly buzzing.....they would buzz whenever I felt joy or love....this is how it started....
So hands express heart.....?
Hands IS heart
aum
divine katrine,
glad you go by experience and hence the happiness in replying to your thoughts.
the heart to dissolve into is samadhi. the spirit dances as the crown awakening and then with tapas resides in the third eye. here comes the knowing of purpose.
each breath in awareness of purpose, we are the spirit unfolding a human reality as source instrument with the heart of knowing being the blessings of action- the hands radiant blessings. the muladhara fire awake and ascended above the navel to transcend the body and mind of limited. the ancient presence each breathless breath that we are.
all in the awake joys of the journey! anandatandava is an apt name form of joyous momentum. is it not wonderful to find words for the the amazing experience as it all unfolds? this pathway holds all auspiciousness and the immense freedom- gratitude for sharing it with us.
blessings. shared blessings.
aum |
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Katrine
Norway
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Posted - May 19 2009 : 04:15:35 AM
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Lovely nandhi
quote: the ancient presence each breathless breath that we are.
Thank you and bless you....
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JDas
USA
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Posted - May 20 2009 : 9:26:49 PM
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Nice words! And I mean that, but what exactly do they mean? In a nutshell? 25 words or less? I'm guessing this is the jist:
>I want to do more for people<
Love
Jon
quote: Originally posted by anandatandava
I'm still polishing the logistics of postings, so speak blindly. From what I'm told, though, I think people are being too kind. There is a problem in my nature which I must disclose, one that hampers communication. To explain; I am a rather extreme spiritual ecstatic, and my path is tipped heavily in that direction. I'ts understandable, where everything began in a profound near death vision of Shivas Dance of Bliss, (explaining the name Anandadantava). All I saw, all I felt... a story for another day, but I simply had to find my way back! And so I did, and do, inwardly and outwordy, with each plunge to Sambhavi. The dance flies into me and I into it and consensus reality has over time become only a diaphanous veil over a world of archetypal divine beauty, again both within and without. I use personal pronoun for convenience only, for I feel little sense of self-boundaries. This permeability bestows a marvelous benefit as I travel through my world, (as circumspect as it may be), so I am penetrated by everything, most of it now beautiful. Even the absorbing of others suffering has become a primary method, similar to Tibetan Tonglen. (Lord Shiva, give me the words to describe this). It seems I've lost track of my physical body and become an emergent property of the Dance, a collection of swirling energies, an efflorescence of Love. Love made manifest. Love's eyes. Love's body. A psychiatrist might think much of this, but I've found that ecstasies should be judged not by their cause but by their fruit, which in my case are entirely wholesome (and toothsome).
Okay, you ask, so what's the problem? Well, Yogani has caused me to wonder if there is more I might reach for - like a more balanced practice. After all, I may objectively dance with God, but will always be a flawed mortal, needing improvement. Self-indulgent Pratyahara exerts a heavy toll but I want to do more for people, perhaps even engender a desire to leave prison, the only world, and now Ashram, I'm accustomed to. Opening a dialogue here is my first exploratory step. Also, I use neuroscience in my practice, and perhaps sharing that would help create and "active" life of sorts.
Talking Science is "safe" (if I stay on task), but any time I begin to write even transcendentally on spirituality, the Dance envelopes me and I am gone, the pen taking on a life of it's own. Ink, tears, words, phrases and sentiment flow and dance in from nowhere, as if gems flung from Shiva's whirling tresses It is a thickly resonant somatic and samadhic ecstasy, a timeless surfing of an orgasmic wave front. How is that to be resisted? Or bested? Only when it's grip is released do I look in astonishment at language that seems not mine. Then, out of concern for the reader's patience, I shovel words off the stage before the curtain opens, and you see what remains, (including any excess that escapes my editing, as some always does).
This explains why I speak in such a silly affected manner, and often well beyond my station. Please don't take offense at any of my impassioned ideas. I'm here to learn, and I apologize in advance for the inevitable faux pas.
I haven't really begun to describe the details of my ecstatic experiences (yikes). Is there a forum where I can let my hair down and perhaps burn these words out of my system?
Namaste
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anandatandava2
USA
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Posted - May 22 2009 : 05:05:45 AM
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I'm still polishing the logistics of postings, so speak blindly. From what I'm told, though, I think people are being too kind. There is a problem in my nature which I must disclose, one that hampers communication. To explain: I am a rather extreme spiritual ecstatic, and my path is tipped heavily in that direction. I'ts understandable, where everything began in a profound near death vision of Shivas Dance of Bliss, (explaining the name Anandadantava). All I saw, all I felt...a story for another day, but I simply had to find my way back! And so I did, and do, inwardly and outwardly, with each plunge to Sambhavi. The dance flies into me and I into it, and consensus reality has over time become only a diaphanous veil over a world of archetypal divine beauty, again, both within and without. I use personal pronoun for convenience only, for I feel little sense of self-boundaries. This permeability bestows a marvelous benefit as I travel through my world, (as circumspect as it may be), so I am penetrated by everything, most of it now beautiful. Even the absorbing of others suffering has become a primary method, similar to Tibetan Tonglen. (Lord Shiva, give me the words to describe this). It seems I've lost track of my material body and become an emergent property of the Dance, a collection of swirling energies, an efflorescence of Love. Love made manifest. Love's eyes. Love's body. A psychiatrist might think much of this, but I've found that ecstasies should be judged not by their cause but by their fruit, which in my case are entirely wholesome (and toothsome!)
Okay, you ask, so what's the problem? Well, Yogani has caused me to wonder if there is more I might reach for - like a more balanced practice. After all, I may objectively dance with God, but will always be a flawed mortal, needing improvement. Self-indulgent Pratyahara exerts a heavy toll but I want to do more for people, perhaps even engender a desire to leave prison, the only world, and now Ashram, I'm accustomed to. Opening a dialogue here is my first exploratory step. Also, I use neuroscience in my practice, and perhaps sharing that would help create and 'active' life of sorts.
Talking Science is 'safe', (if I stay on task), but any time I begin to write even transcendentally on spirituality, the Dance envelopes me and I am gone, the pen taking on a life of it's own. Ink, tears, words, phrases and sentiment flow and dance in from nowhere, as if gems flung from Shiva's whirling tresses. It is a thickly resonant somatic and samadhic ecstasy, a timeless surfing of an orgasmic wave front. How is that to be resisted? Or bested? Only when it's grip is released do I look in astonishment at language that seems not mine. Then, out of concern for the reader's patience I shovel words off the stage before the curtain opens, and you see what remains, (including any excess that escapes my editing, as some always does).
This explains why I speak in such a silly affected manner, and often well beyond my station. Please don't take offense at any of my impassioned ideas. I'm here to learn, and I apologize in advance for the inevitable faux pas.
I haven't really begun to describe the details of my ecstatic experiences (yikes). Is there a forum where I can let my hair down and perhaps burn these excess words out of my system?
Namaste
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - May 22 2009 : 11:20:50 AM
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quote: I haven't really begun to describe the details of my ecstatic experiences (yikes). Is there a forum where I can let my hair down and perhaps burn these excess words out of my system?
Hi Roy,i think you can do that in enlightenment milestones section,here in ayp forums. |
Edited by - miguel on May 22 2009 11:44:01 AM |
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Katrine
Norway
1813 Posts |
Posted - May 22 2009 : 2:08:41 PM
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Hi Anandatandava
quote: Ink, tears, words, phrases and sentiment flow and dance in from nowhere, as if gems flung from Shiva's whirling tresses. It is a thickly resonant somatic and samadhic ecstasy, a timeless surfing of an orgasmic wave front. How is that to be resisted?
I am very grateful you didn't shovel this off stage before posting ...it is beautiful anandatandava
quote: After all, I may objectively dance with God, but will always be a flawed mortal, needing improvement. Self-indulgent Pratyahara exerts a heavy toll but I want to do more for people, perhaps even engender a desire to leave prison, the only world, and now Ashram, I'm accustomed to. Opening a dialogue here is my first exploratory step. Also, I use neuroscience in my practice, and perhaps sharing that would help create and 'active' life of sorts.
Yes....the balance you speak of....it will come from engaging like that......an outward flow...of all the beautiful flowing that you are (object/subject as one)...... it will make such a difference to many.....yourself included...... in ways we cannot fathom.......
Thanks for all the courage....and by all means feel welcome to share more of your ecstatic experiences..... you can (like Miguel said) do that here:
http://www.aypsite.org/forum/forum.asp?FORUM_ID=22
or here:
http://www.aypsite.org/forum/forum.asp?FORUM_ID=27
quote: It seems I've lost track of my material body and become an emergent property of the Dance, a collection of swirling energies, an efflorescence of Love. Love made manifest. Love's eyes. Love's body.
Amen ****OM*****
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anandatandava2
USA
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Posted - May 22 2009 : 3:30:37 PM
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I'd like to explain why, from my first exposure to his writings I knew that Yogani was the consummate teacher I'd sought all my life. These are only the words of a passionate fool, so please don't be offended by any of my sentiments. It bothers me that I often speak without sufficient diplomacy, but I've never had anyone to discuss spiritual matters with before, and I'm fairly bursting with the desire to communicate. Hopefully the pressure will relieve soon, but until then a clown is running my circus, so enjoy the show! (now where is that tranquilizer dart...?) Oh, know from the outset that I believe all loving paths lead to the mountaintop, not just my idiosyncratic twisty-trail. Ready? Here we go:
-Because most people assume that impenetrable arguments made by self-imposed 'experts' simply must contain profound truths, they defer to these experts to tell them what to believe. Thus, inferior teachers will intentionally obfuscate what little they know through complexity and obscurity. (See? Just like that! ). To those willing to be mindlessly led, they offer only 'castles in the air', words and concepts chasing their own tails and leading nowhere. Superior teachers, knowing that real Truth rings like a temple bell in the body, mind and soul, can speak in clear, simple terms. Their Truth becomes experiential, bringing, demanding belief by its own resonant power and accord, an interpenetrant divine loving Force. Of what purpose are words when the mind is stunned into awed silence? Yogani's words are as beautiful as poetry, and he could embellish them endlessly. But poetry is not anyone's direct mission here. So, Yogani keeps his lessons free of extraneous fluff, delivering only unalloyed Truth. He has combed the wisdom of the ages, and separated the wheat from the chaff by testing the efficacy of methods on his own highly evolved mind and body. Having condensed Truth down to its most effective and efficient essence, his teachings make the full 8 limbs of yoga a practical and swift path to enlightenment for householder and renunciate alike. Philosophers blindly draw maps. Yogani actually brings us there. Philosophers guess as to what lies there. Yogani teaches us to taste it.
-Inferior teachers establish definitions of enlightenment that are impossible for humans to achieve. Anyone who expects complete and permanent perfection out of themselves or their teachers is bound for perpetual disappointment. (This is hazardous ground, I know.) In my view, superior teachers promote, (to use the AA slogan), 'progress not perfection' and 'enlightened behavior over enlightenment'. Why seek to float in some heaven-realm when we should be walking solidly upon the earth, helping to reduce suffering in our fellow beings? Well, I'd long thought that this was the choice of goals a person simply had to make. Then came Yogani to show me that I could have my cake and eat it too. He teaches that enlightenment is a balanced union between pure bliss consciousness and ecstatic conductivity, that from this union all other good things flow. Knowing the extent of my own imperfections, it's clear I'll always be a work-in-progress, but I already have enough of the Path's blessings to know that by following Yogani's teachings, enlightenment is well withing the reach of others, and is where hands-on good works are not only possible but advised as part of the AYP practice. Yes! It's okay to walk on water if you buoy others up with you! Or, to once again paraphrase AA, 'We keep what we have by giving it away'. This is all so beautifully rational, cohesive and perfect! Best of all, it comes to vibrant life in the practices; a heaven on earth.
As for the transformative power of the Path, my own life is a dramatic example, for I was once one of the most unmanageable inmates in the prison system. That is a story for another day, but suffice for now that when I hear about siddhis, these words come to mind: 'Speak to me not of miracles, for I have seen bad men turned good and that is enough miracle for me'. Yes, I'm a gratefully recovering idiot, and have been struck free from prisons far worse that those of concrete and steel - prisons of the mind! (Besides, why seek to siddhi-bend the laws of physics when it is really the inner self that needs transformation?)
-Inferior teachers foster complete dependence within their students. In these unfortunates I have many times seen that the loss of their physical guru means the complete loss of their path. Superior teachers foster independence within their students by building confidence in their inner guru - self-confidence! Yogani ends each lesson with the adjunct, 'The guru is within you', thus directing his words to the proper inner student.
-Inferior teachers build cults of personality, working to elevate themselves to the status of avatar or perfected being, (despite displaying feet of clay to anyone with the willingness to see). They look to their personal ends rather that their traditions and community, Superior teachers, well, it is Yogani's humility and humanity that I most love. He says, in effect, 'Look, I am one of you. One with you, so don't mistake me for your goal. I live in ecstatic bliss as a human being, and so can you. These lessons and (omnipresent) electronic ashram are merely the raft with which you cross the stream by your own paddling, the finger pointing at the moon that you must look up to see, the ladder rungs you must climb, the steps you must take, for the guru is in you.
All this said, I worship Yogani by my own choice and accord, for if feeds my bhakti. My life experience, past and present, make it difficult to trust authority. I have previously bowed to no man, and remained unbent through years of the most severe 'corrective' punishment, all of which only further stiffened my resistance with the scar tissue of hate. Then, from the Path, came love, a melting love that softened and dissolved me into a puddle of grateful tears at Yogani's feet. His voice carries a singular resonance for being surrounded by what is, to me, a world otherwise silent of useful meaning. He is, for me, the sun that eclipses all lessor lights, and I seek only to serve him and reflect his radiance to the limits of my tarnished and dim way.
All the silly opinions I've expressed here remind me of the adage, 'All is One, but make the first division and the suffering begins'. In this case it'll be when I cringe with embarrassment over something stupid I've said. Yet again! LOL
Namaste |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - May 22 2009 : 4:21:04 PM
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Wonderful post Roy.I love it.Thanks for sharing. You have much to say in this forums. You are a big big hearth of fire. C´mon friend,lets go,lets fly together to the infinitum. Continue sharing with us,teaching us... please... Om |
Edited by - miguel on May 22 2009 4:39:25 PM |
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anandatandava2
USA
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Posted - May 22 2009 : 5:20:25 PM
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Wait! It bears pointing out that if anything interesting comes out of me, (the proverbial chimp at the typewriter), it is none to my credit. It is simply not mine. I am entirely derivative, an echo. Within me flows a broad floodplain of spirituality, fed by a thousand rivulets of mystical teaching. Each of these spill out their unique but complimentary load of gems, which then lie as anonymous as fossils in my subconscious.
I invite others to determine the source of these alluvial deposits, for it is beyond the capacity of this brain-damaged dolt. To me they appear channel-bound from the rushing streams of much loftier minds. I cannot separate blended waters or distinguish 'one' from 'One'. So, please, see through my smudged lens the veins of pure Truth that lie in yonder sacred mountain peaks. Look to Yogani! (And through him to your inner experience).
I can only wallow deliriously in this holy mud, and struggle to communicate the ineffable. But look! Lotus grow here too, their feet rooted in the very same mud. And witness what beauty emerges, unblemished into the sunlight above. I move my hand among their stalks, and sweet laughter filters down. It reminds me of my true Self, a transient cloud of particles, a temporary knot of energy in the space-time continuum, an animated bag of seawater, all part of the Whole. With my small 'self' out of the way, Truth emerges. Kundalini erupts. The universe cracks open. Annihilation. Ah, Shiva, you have a sense of humor... |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - May 23 2009 : 05:30:12 AM
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quote: Each of these spill out their unique but complimentary load of gems, which then lie as anonymous as fossils in my subconscious.
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Edited by - miguel on May 23 2009 08:45:32 AM |
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anandatandava2
USA
24 Posts |
Posted - May 31 2009 : 05:52:36 AM
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Ah yes, what doall my silly words mean...
The madman, poet, and mystic may all plumb the same Oceanic depths, but there the similarity ends. The madman is shredded among the corals of irrationality and drowns in silent screams. The poet returns words pearlescent with the unexpected, he is an amphibrous creature and maintains a breathing tube to the surface. The mystic dissolves and can only chuckle indistinctly along the shoreline of familiarity.
!Chuckle!
Let us forget words and listen to the surf together...
This sweet voice of eternity, all art That.
Namaste |
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anandatandava2
USA
24 Posts |
Posted - Jun 11 2009 : 05:49:57 AM
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The dog barks, the Caravan passes. -Arabic proverb
I may give voice to love, but Yogani is the Caravan. Follow in his Train.
Since I speak of it so often, inmates frequently, (but privately), ask me what love is and how it might be pursued. Many are hungry for such succor, but its source and nature are mysterious to men who experienced only brutality or deprivation of nurturing in childhood. My own understanding coming in explosive rapture, I originally felt ill-equipped to advise these men. What is love? Ask a fish to explain the water through which it swims. Where does it begin? Where does it end? All the fish knows is that it stirs warmly with his every movement, and impels certain things around him. Viewed this way, it seems love cannot be pursued or grasped directly, but is instead a by-product of our interaction with other things: sentient beings, places,, objects and other sources of aesthetic, spiritual or hedonistic pleasure, The nature of impermanence being what it is, external targets of affection are hazardous as a sole anchor point for love, but they are the only option known to most people.
But lo! Yogani turns this equation on its head. Through his teachings, love as a pure ideal can indeed be pursued and grasped directly, in one's own heart and mind! And this is a love beyond all previous reckoning; it is supreme bhakti, infinitely spacious, without boundaries or qualifications or demands or expectations. This is 'melting love' for it feels, (in truth!), as though one is being melted deliciously down by a divine Flame. It is thickly, penetratingly warm, like luxuriating on a summertime beach. Ahh... Yes, and regardless of one's beliefs, it gives every impression of coming from a powerful, self-existent, external loving Source. For all intents and purposes, you are basking in God's own radiance!
Once firmly ensconced within, this love is effortlessly and eagerlyredirected outward into the world, where it becomes ripened and burnished yet further. For good reason the Catholic mystics called it Incendium Amoris, (the 'fire of love'). It is the Tibetan tumo I savor during tonglen, and is to be found in love-centric traditions of all times and climes.
This is a love you will drag around with you day and night like a child with a favorite new toy. And I swear you do not have to believe in God or the supernatural to become like unto that child and enter the gates of AYP heaven! *laugh* Oh yes, stay tuned atheists and agnostics, for you do not have to compartmentalize, Balkanize or otherwise struggle to reconcile your temporal and spiritual activities on the AYP path, for the blessings come to all. Be cautioned, however, that a slippery slope of divine seduction may develop under your feet, for any tincture of the sacred, (including love), that seeps into the sanctum of your being is immediately and powerfully rewarded. Complete resistance just might be futile, but even struggling with the hook is fun as you feel that mysteriously powerful pull on the line. Whatever its ultimate source, spirituality is built into your brain, my friend, so start moving in harmony with that birthright now.
Pride yourself on your objective mind? That can remain, but in increasingly humbled form, for the 'subjective' world of your practices will magically expand to become the backdrop of a happier and more complete life. Yes, by containing only the essentials of philosophy, AYP is actually the premier 'thinking person's' path, for there is little to collide with your current, (and no doubt dearly held), abstractions while the practices work this subtle magic on you. For the same reasons, AYP is able to encompass the whole of cutting edge science without compromising principles. For example, since 'melting love' is discussed here, consider that the subjective experience of both love and warmth are heavily mediated by the same brain region - the insular cortex - which becomes more robust, (thicker and denser), as you continue the practices. These combined sensations reinforce romantic pair-bonding, (erotic energy), and thus spiritual energy, (kundalini)! Similarly, increased robustness in the brain's 'happiness center' - the left prefrontal cortex - has long been recognized as a physically demonstrable outcome of meditation, (pure bliss consciousness anyone?. And consider that spinal breathing remaps the somatosensory cortex, thus eroticizing the body in the direction the root energy is 'pulled', (working via motor imagery, bi-modal sensory-motor neurons, neuroplasticity, ANS manipulation, etc). And then there's the many cranial nerve pairs that map directly to primary AYP bandhas, mudras and pranayama, providing direct access to the body's most rapturous love-making mechanism. These are but a few examples. Granted, I'm a science nut and love working under the hood, but it should give everyone greater confidence to know that your body's physical heritage is there to support your spiritual evolution. These mechanisms are in each and every one of us. What a gift, what a blessing, what grace has been bestowed! Let us live our destiny. Yogani's teachings lay out the path. His 'spiritual science' is aptly named indeed in so many incredible ways.
And it all comes back around to Love!
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Akasha
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Posted - Jun 11 2009 : 11:02:11 PM
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thankyou ,anandatava ,for sharing more on the 'neuro-spiritual' science behind all of this.
had acquired an interest in all of this before arriving at ayp so i naturaly find this fascinating. partly why yogani's lessons communicated tangible & real truths to me that resonated well on first reading them. i had learnt a little about the sensory-motor cortex ( from a discipline called 'hanna somatics' though ayp goes to a completely different level addressing the whole being which i knew h.s. lacked) which is actually two strips located around the top of the head( the crown region)laterally,ear -to ear v.roughly speaking,one in front of the other, sensory & motor ,but to be honest i had little idea about the other brain regions and how their activities related as a functionong whole. there was no mention of emotional states or other autonmic functions and other areas of conscious experience.'hanna somatics' is just related to muscles and the sensory-motor cortex and is a biodfeedback neuro-muscular movement therapy.(i studied it for about a year before arriving here)
i am geting the impression that that just as there is mind/body there is also physical nerves and subtle nerves, one co-dependent on the other or rather feeding through,a similar analogy.
i was immediately aware that ayp dove quickly and deeply into the 2nd & 3rd koshas,pranamayakosha,manmayakosha and beyond all the way to the inner silence of the bliss sheath.
if we are all wired for this ,for attaining these higher states of consciousness then doing so should (or could) just be a matter of waking ourselves up through using some of the levers and tools found here. in principple at least i can't see how anyone who is hungry enough and inclined to do so should'nt be able to enlighten their whole being with ecstatic bliss if they do what yogani suggests here.and they can return with Q's here if they run innto problems.
as my confidence in ayp grows, it almost seems too easy,as the tools are so powerful and efficacious especially when used in combination. i know it takes times but still if you water the plant and nourish the soil a little each day,week,year...... no hold on...i can't envisage that far ahead.
but it's all here waiting to be devoured- the whole gourmet buffet.....i'm too busy playing with my fingers and licking the spoon right now.
it is encouraging, looking at my progress so far....as this system addresses ,holistically, all the layers of man/woman.It's compass and scope is broad, the tools are so simple yet effective and powerful and there is no tinsel or confetti - liable to distract one either in it's prsentation- yogani does not beat around the bush and straight way goes right to the heart of what you can do(methods) do to awaken spiritually ( and/or transform also) A no-nonsesne approach neither clowthoed in outdated religious stuff or dogma etc. i might have started off woofing at the start wih my deep meditation but this dog/pup will join that caravan of yogani's cos he has had enough of woofing all day long
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Lili
Netherlands
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Posted - Jun 13 2009 : 07:34:17 AM
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quote: Originally posted by anandatandava
I'd like to explain why, from my first exposure to his writings I knew that Yogani was the consummate teacher I'd sought all my life. These are only the words of a passionate fool, so please don't be offended by any of my sentiments. It bothers me that I often speak without sufficient diplomacy, but I've never had anyone to discuss spiritual matters with before, and I'm fairly bursting with the desire to communicate. Hopefully the pressure will relieve soon, but until then a clown is running my circus, so enjoy the show! (now where is that tranquilizer dart...?) Oh, know from the outset that I believe all loving paths lead to the mountaintop, not just my idiosyncratic twisty-trail. Ready? Here we go:
-Because most people assume that impenetrable arguments made by self-imposed 'experts' simply must contain profound truths, they defer to these experts to tell them what to believe. Thus, inferior teachers will intentionally obfuscate what little they know through complexity and obscurity. (See? Just like that! ). To those willing to be mindlessly led, they offer only 'castles in the air', words and concepts chasing their own tails and leading nowhere. Superior teachers, knowing that real Truth rings like a temple bell in the body, mind and soul, can speak in clear, simple terms. Their Truth becomes experiential, bringing, demanding belief by its own resonant power and accord, an interpenetrant divine loving Force. Of what purpose are words when the mind is stunned into awed silence? Yogani's words are as beautiful as poetry, and he could embellish them endlessly. But poetry is not anyone's direct mission here. So, Yogani keeps his lessons free of extraneous fluff, delivering only unalloyed Truth. He has combed the wisdom of the ages, and separated the wheat from the chaff by testing the efficacy of methods on his own highly evolved mind and body. Having condensed Truth down to its most effective and efficient essence, his teachings make the full 8 limbs of yoga a practical and swift path to enlightenment for householder and renunciate alike. Philosophers blindly draw maps. Yogani actually brings us there. Philosophers guess as to what lies there. Yogani teaches us to taste it.
-Inferior teachers establish definitions of enlightenment that are impossible for humans to achieve. Anyone who expects complete and permanent perfection out of themselves or their teachers is bound for perpetual disappointment. (This is hazardous ground, I know.) In my view, superior teachers promote, (to use the AA slogan), 'progress not perfection' and 'enlightened behavior over enlightenment'. Why seek to float in some heaven-realm when we should be walking solidly upon the earth, helping to reduce suffering in our fellow beings? Well, I'd long thought that this was the choice of goals a person simply had to make. Then came Yogani to show me that I could have my cake and eat it too. He teaches that enlightenment is a balanced union between pure bliss consciousness and ecstatic conductivity, that from this union all other good things flow. Knowing the extent of my own imperfections, it's clear I'll always be a work-in-progress, but I already have enough of the Path's blessings to know that by following Yogani's teachings, enlightenment is well withing the reach of others, and is where hands-on good works are not only possible but advised as part of the AYP practice. Yes! It's okay to walk on water if you buoy others up with you! Or, to once again paraphrase AA, 'We keep what we have by giving it away'. This is all so beautifully rational, cohesive and perfect! Best of all, it comes to vibrant life in the practices; a heaven on earth.
As for the transformative power of the Path, my own life is a dramatic example, for I was once one of the most unmanageable inmates in the prison system. That is a story for another day, but suffice for now that when I hear about siddhis, these words come to mind: 'Speak to me not of miracles, for I have seen bad men turned good and that is enough miracle for me'. Yes, I'm a gratefully recovering idiot, and have been struck free from prisons far worse that those of concrete and steel - prisons of the mind! (Besides, why seek to siddhi-bend the laws of physics when it is really the inner self that needs transformation?)
-Inferior teachers foster complete dependence within their students. In these unfortunates I have many times seen that the loss of their physical guru means the complete loss of their path. Superior teachers foster independence within their students by building confidence in their inner guru - self-confidence! Yogani ends each lesson with the adjunct, 'The guru is within you', thus directing his words to the proper inner student.
-Inferior teachers build cults of personality, working to elevate themselves to the status of avatar or perfected being, (despite displaying feet of clay to anyone with the willingness to see). They look to their personal ends rather that their traditions and community, Superior teachers, well, it is Yogani's humility and humanity that I most love. He says, in effect, 'Look, I am one of you. One with you, so don't mistake me for your goal. I live in ecstatic bliss as a human being, and so can you. These lessons and (omnipresent) electronic ashram are merely the raft with which you cross the stream by your own paddling, the finger pointing at the moon that you must look up to see, the ladder rungs you must climb, the steps you must take, for the guru is in you.
All this said, I worship Yogani by my own choice and accord, for if feeds my bhakti. My life experience, past and present, make it difficult to trust authority. I have previously bowed to no man, and remained unbent through years of the most severe 'corrective' punishment, all of which only further stiffened my resistance with the scar tissue of hate. Then, from the Path, came love, a melting love that softened and dissolved me into a puddle of grateful tears at Yogani's feet. His voice carries a singular resonance for being surrounded by what is, to me, a world otherwise silent of useful meaning. He is, for me, the sun that eclipses all lessor lights, and I seek only to serve him and reflect his radiance to the limits of my tarnished and dim way. Namaste
Wow--this is the best description of Yogani I've ever seen--detailing the individual key distinguishers of Yogani that differentiate him from 'everything else up to now' that is available on the yoga and spiritual development front.
Anandatandava--can you post them on the Amazon and other sites in the pages for comments on Yogani's books???
I think with your writing skills specific book reviews would be of great help but even pasting what you wrote here will be an asset!
And yes it makes sense for someone like you to want to get out of jail! Lili |
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Steve
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Posted - Jun 14 2009 : 02:20:00 AM
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Thank you Anandatandava for being here. Your presence is love and touches the heart deeply. I am inspired by that which you are and what you share. It goes to the core and is a blessing to us all. So much love for you dear brother.
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anandatandava2
USA
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Posted - Jul 02 2009 : 9:54:34 PM
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“When a man practices charity in order to be reborn in heaven, or for fame, or reward, or from fear, such charity can obtain no pure effect.”
-The Sutras
Perhaps more from a sense of unworthiness than spiritual virtue, (of which I claim none), I do not seek any final liberation, siddhis, rebirth, or any other completed goal. Happily, from the best ideals flow rewards easily rich enough for this grateful untouchable.
I seek only to give myself away in love, and, at journeys end, dissolve smiling with that sweet sentiment like a gingerbread man left out in the rain. I seek only to, (henceforth), make a positive difference in this world, in this life, and hope to make some decrease in a karmic debt surpassing Milarepa’s stones before time grinds this mortal shell down and wafts it back to stardust.
But wait! All has already become cavorting stardust, intertwined waveform, boundless. I am One with the finch’s dipping flight, the flower’s incandescence, the tree’s gentle breath, the stone’s slow transformation. All is, at bottom, one and the same universal energy, here and there fleetingly frozen into matter and process. The impossibly fine-tuned nature of the universe also draws me to view all phenomena as an expression of the same intelligence, an overarching Mysterium Tremendum that lies as a numinous backdrop to all I perceive.
Look here! Out of the darkness has emerged a world of gem-like beauty. The sky has become a glorious canvas and I am staggered by God’s choice of brushstrokes, all of which cut achingly across my heart. The yard, now plush pastoral, gleams like a faceted emerald. The trees have become carefully crafted bonsai; their boughs shed rain with the sound of wind chimes. A sparrow scratches in the gravel, and I lose myself in his fiercely compressed life. I am vertigos inside the swallow’s aerial loop, the seagull’s ballet. A sudden cry snaps me viscerally into a flight of geese where each wing-beat thrums deep in my chest. Friends I encounter spill joyful salutations in my path, and strangers are just friends I haven’t met yet. (How true it is that what we radiate outward becomes reflected back.) A bee kisses my welcoming lips then flies off in triumphant new love as witnesses sit aghast. *laugh* Indeed, I exchange civilities with all the universe, down to the tiniest minutia, for the same jugular of existence runs through us all.
Everything has become rain-shower fresh, and retains its sheen regardless of how long I gape and savor. My monochrome, monotonous world has been transformed into one of paradisiacal splendor. At every turn in my travels a new miracle seems to thrust itself suddenly forward, quivering with fevered urgency that I attend to exclusively its unique, ephemeral glory - here now! (Such self will, such charisma!). These spellbinding epiphanies string together like lustrous mala beads to add incomparable delight to my days. No longer am I blinded by life’s jaded repetition – the scales of time have fallen from my eyes, leaving a child’s fresh and thirsty gaze. I see that I am indeed That! And That! And That!
This is life of an entirely new order, an absurdly heightened aesthetic. Couched in Western philosophical terms, I’ve emerged from Plato’s cave to behold Essential Forms in the mind of God. Here in broad daylight gambol Jung’s archetypes, glowing as from an inner source. What is this strange light that befuddles vision yet sharpens perception? Can one discard the eyes and see with the heart? Yes, of course, for it is the Fire of Love, love for All-That-Is. Huxley’s ‘reducing valve’ has been thrown wide, and all creation crushes through me. My hair pinned breathlessly back, I stand bedazzled and intoxicated, the boy with kaleidoscope eyes!
*laugh* Sorry for the excess… Tis a portion of the external affect and aspect of my Practice.
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vijikr
United Arab Emirates
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Posted - Aug 05 2009 : 06:41:50 AM
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Hearty warm Welcome Roy! I really like your choice of name "Anadathandava".Your writing shows your heart which is pure,love,bliss. God bless! You have shown your heart in writing which overflowing with love and not everyone could express in words as you do.I just enjoyed reading your meaningful writings here and I did feel woow while reading thanks for sharing your experiences.We all look forward more of the same from you.
Love and Light Viji
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satyan
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Posted - Aug 07 2009 : 04:05:12 AM
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hi anadatandava,
you really are a dancing spirit. i can get it from the words you pour from your heart. the vision you had of dancing siva, i am dying to experience one. be assured that you have reached where you have to, what only remains is, you have to experience the space within you, the space in which the lord is dancing in you, which will calm you down. never self doubt. of course AYP practices are the best way to self pace.
let the joy of dancing siva engross this forum.
siva siva! |
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satyan
34 Posts |
Posted - Aug 07 2009 : 04:20:44 AM
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hi anandatandava,
one thing i will tell you about the Lord, Lord Shiva he never lets you do things the way you want to but will guide you to do the same in some other way. only after you have finished doing the work that you will come to realize that he has guided you in a better way. this i am telling from my own experience. so dont resist just let Him have His way. i bet this forum and AYP were part of his guiding. i really feel blessed to have you in this forum.
siva siva! |
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anandatandava2
USA
24 Posts |
Posted - Aug 07 2009 : 9:24:40 PM
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Economic and other factors are currently severely constricting my access to the outside world, including this website. This explains any long delays in my entries. I have been stubbornly insisting on phone support but may have to surrender to snail mail interaction instead. Alas! However, I do make an appeal to anyone who may be willing to accept phone calls from me in hopes of better understanding this site and its forums. There wouldn't be any out of pocket expense to you and you could remain anonymous. The only thing I require is a local number to call in the Twin Cities area, (Minnesota). |
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anandatandava2
USA
24 Posts |
Posted - Aug 08 2009 : 11:27:10 AM
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With low cost phone options available such as magic jack, grand central, prepaid cell you and your named phone number could remain entirely anonymous. I realize this is a lot to ask, but this is the only real life I have.
Thanks in advance. |
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AYPforum
351 Posts |
Posted - Jan 21 2010 : 12:02:36 PM
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From: Tonya Leholm Knuttila, Posted - Jan 06 2010 : 6:42:35 PM
Knitted brow technique?
Hello, This is my first post on this website, so please forgive me if I am not placing this question in the proper location. I am writing on behalf of my husband's uncle, Anandatandava who has been in prison for most of his life, and has no internet access. The past many years he has deeply explored yoga, and what he calls ecstatic connectivity. He has other posts here under Anandatandava 5468.
Here is the question: Does anyone have experience with a knitted brow meditation technique? Are there any writings or sources out there that talk about such a thing? Does anyone have an experience to share? Anandatandava has had powerful experiences with knitting his brows, and is trying to find any information he can.
I will do my best to print responses and mail them to him.
Thank you, Tonya (his niece) ---------------------------
From miguel
Posted - Jan 06 2010 : 7:42:52 PM
Welcome
Take a look.
http://www.aypsite.org/56.html
But this tool is used with sbp,no meditation,at least here in ayp.
Hope it helps a bit.
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AYPforum
351 Posts |
Posted - Jan 21 2010 : 12:06:53 PM
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From Roxy for Roy, Posted - Jan 08 2010 : 09:35:57 AM
From Prisonmonk--Anandatandava
I chanced upon a World Book article on Ramakrishna, which described him as epileptic. Although this has become almost de rigueur labeling for intense spiritual ecstatics, it actually pleased and excited me.
It's time to come "out of the closet" on something, even at the risk of becoming all the more discredited. *laugh* The prevailing theory is that severe childhood PANDAS left me with a spectrum of neurological disorders that could be categorized as epilepsy (TLE), Asperger's, Tourette's, and other common co-morbids. As the Chinese curse goes: "May you have an interesting life!" *laugh* Reading my brain-scan report, the chief DOC physician exclaimed, "You shouldn't exist!" It seemed a slight exaggeration at the time, but was remarkably prescient of my eventual immersions in somadhi. (Did I ever really return??
Prior to anti-epileptic meds, yoga, and non-gluten, non-dairy diet, life was a nightmare. I was functionally mute, possessed limited vocabulary, little discursive thought, and I couldn't hold the thread of a sentence long enough to complete it before bursting into shouted obscenities. You can imagine how that endeared me with guards! *laugh* Yes, but the interminable conflict eventually led me to full surrender of everything I had once held dear: ego, identity, material hopes, resentments, etc. I even tried surrendering my actual physical life, but didn't succeed. But then, in this state of complete collapse, surprise, surprise, a paradisiacal new world opened. My suffering stopped. Bliss and wonderful visions began. I had entered the mystical path without even knowing such a thing existed.
That was eight years ago, and I hope I'm allowed to relate the full story of my riotous kundalini ascension. I think you'd find it both compelling and cautionary, for I originally had no teacher and so took a naively hazardous approach. This is why, after all these years of obsessed, day-long practice, I saw immediately in Yogani's writing (when I finally found him) that he knows the reality of this! And he knows far more than I've been able to gather from other sources. And he knows how to present a safe route for a broad audience. Best of all, he's willing to openly communicate it. I've encountered no one else like him. I've learned so much and am ensconced at his feet.
I'm still pretty hapless verbally, but language springs miraculously alive when I write (for better or worse.) There is a neurological reason for this: God has seen fit to bless me with "reflex seizures," of which one primary trigger is the finger movement involved in writing. When I pick up the pen, it doesn't take long before simple partial seizures begin that alter but don't block consciousness, allowing that ravishing amphibious movement between the surface and the depths.
It's like I "click" on like a Christmas toy; my mind flies up from somnambolant slumber so dramatically that it feels something other, something wonderful, a "winged joy," no longer part of the flawed mortal instrument from which it sings. And sing it does; my body a humming receiving tower, a flaming lingam with crystal-rimmed crown, around which God runs a moistened finger. And to these issued strains, every fiber of my being groans upward to meet, and Heaven joins in chorus. Of these matters I am driven to write, though I am unworthy of the enterprise.
Argh! Loss of control again. Is it lamentable? I can't tell. But, if I had the choice of a cure, I would refuse. For though the words may stumble, what lies within trumps thought and worldly pleasures, and travels at such great rapidity that I can only snatch bits of the melody as it swoops by.
But meanwhile, back on earth... This reminds me of the old saying that it is better to remain silent and be considered a fool than to speak and dispel all doubt. *laugh*
Heretofore, I have tried to restrict my writing to observation of the material world. I did this out of concern for others, for Yogani's frequent reminder to view experiences with non-attachment also applies to the experiences of others, especially a weirdo like me. But now that you understand me better, I feel free to begin relating at a deeper level and you can discount my words to whatever extent you need for comfort.
And because most of my yogic technique developed spontaneously and in isolation, there are slight differences from Yogani's that allowed for my various maladies and battle-wounds (both internal and external.) So I think I have practical things to say, but would prefer to have a better understanding of the practice-oriented forum first. Any prospective guides out there? -----------------------
From Anthem11, Posted - Jan 08 2010 : 11:50:32 AM
Hi Roxy,
Thank you for sharing the story of Anandatandava, I look forward to more contributions here in the forums. -----------------
From Roxy, Posted - Jan 08 2010 : 1:39:37 PM
Hi Anthem 11,
Thanks for your response. I (Roxy) am really writing for my brother, who is in prison, and who has no access to the internet. There are other threads from him--do a search for "roy in prison" and you'll get his original correspondence.
Roxy
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