October 27, 2009 – Laptop Along the Ganga

October 28, 2009

October 27, 2009 – Laptop Along the Ganga

Wonderful lovely good morning to everyone out there in cyberland!
This morning I decided to “shlep” my cute little laptop out with me for the first time and I must say that this is an amazing idea. I always enjoy writing up on my roof (which is probably one of the reasons I do so much more writing here in India than I do at home in Israel), but right now I am sitting at my favorite restaurant along the Ganga, with the sound of the rapids in the background, after a lovely breakfast of paneer parantha and masala chai, and , while staring down at the ganga, listening to its wonderful voice speak to me, am writing down my thoughts as they come. I have never felt more at peace while actually writing. I even have a perfectly comfortable place to sit on a low chair, with perfect angle for my back, a place to prop up my feet so my knees are also at a perfect angle to have the laptop resting on, and seems as if I’ve found my new heaven. Down below, the rapids are much stronger than they were just six months ago at the height of the snow meltdown, another sign of the good monsoon people have spoken about.

It would be lovely if I had an internet connection here and could show you on skype this amazing place…you will have to take my word for it and perhaps, one of these days , YOU will come here with me!! Oh my goodness, they just put a CD on very softly in the background…and it is one of my all time favorites: Roberta Flack singing “First time ever I saw your face”. Oh my goodness gracious! Now the song is my absolute all time oldies favorite: The Righteous Brothers singing “Oh my Love”!!!!! Pure heaven….

OK…I actually have some “other” writing to do, so will end this post and get on with what I had planned to do in the first place.


October 27, 2009 – Creating Reality and Contentment

October 28, 2009

October 27, 2009 – Creating Reality and Contentment

This post involves something involving daily life in a guesthouse in India and which has shown me quite clearly a further move forward in my own way of viewing the world and allowing my own reactions to determine my final reality.

The room I stay in is lovely and comfortable and homey with good energies, but since last year there is a certain “problem” which I’ve written about before. One of the things I never forget how to say in Hindi is: “pani nahi hei” meaning: “there is no water” (or literally: water, not is). This simply being because just about every single day when I wake up in the morning, (and at times in the afternoon as well), there simply is no water. Last year, this became a daily ritual. My waking up, checking the faucet, seeing no water and going out to tell the guys “pani nahi hei”, and theym, knowing this to be true, would simple nod. There were times when the no water lasted for hours, and times when I just mentioned it, and they would remember that they had forgotten to open the line that leads to my room after filling the tank (or at least this is what I understood). At any rate, it became a real hassle for me and put a dent in my feelings of peace each and every day. I didn’t want to move someplace else, and knew something had to be done about this. I hoped that by the time I came back this year, this problem would have been corrected, but had no idea how this would happen. (By the way, when I arrived a couple of weeks ago, the “room guys” all greeted me with a happy hello and then, in chorus laughed: “pani nahi hei!”…)
While chatting with another friend who has been living in India for years, the solution to the problem came up in an extremely simple way. Just make sure that I always have buckets of water in my room. In the past, if I remembered, I would sometimes fill up a bucket the night before and it was nice having the water there in the morning, but it was not something I did automatically. So this year, when I arrived, I took a second bucket for my room, and bought another flat bucket for dish washing, and now, there are always three buckets filled with water in my room. I just keep refilling them during the day, and although I still wake up almost every morning to no water, I have never once had to feel hassled by it, or complain about it. The guys have even asked me if I have water, thinking I imagine, that it was very strange that I was no longer raising the issue.
Another advantage to having this water available, is that it keeps me from having to make an issue of something else which does not work in the room. The pressure in the toilet when it is flushed is not enough to “get rid of everything”, and the easiest solution is to pour a jug of water into the toilet while it is flushing. So now, there is also always water for that as well, and I have released myself from something e4lse which could have become a true annoyance. We DO create our own reality by our thoughts and our reactions to situations!

(Now I just have to get the hot water to come out of the shower in more than a trickle and I will be perfectly content…)

October 27, 2009 – Messages, Messages, Messages and Understanding

October 28, 2009

October 27, 2009 – Messages, Messages, Messages and Understanding

This is one of those post you may choose to read or not, as it is about personal insights and understandings, which happen to reveal themselves while I am in India, and hterfore find their way to the India Journal.
Over the past several days, I have had several messages, which only this morning,while sitting here along the Ganga, have come to full understanding and made their impact on me.

The first one was 2 days ago, while doing my morning meditation. At one point, I heard a bird chirping animatedly from very nearby. I had to open my eyes to see where this intense chirping was coming from. Well, not for the first time in India, a sparrow was in my room (for those of you who have been following my journey for years, know that this has happened to me twice before while in Mcleodganj). I have a kind of window opening above the door to my room which I keep open all the time to allow some fresh air in even if the windows are closed, and perched on this opening, just above my head, was a sparrow, and as I looked at him, he “spoke” to me very clearly, left his message, and then said goodbye and flew away.
“Don’t forget about me” was what he said…A sparrow, in Hebrew, is called tzipor dror meaning “bird of freedom” and these have always been sent to me to remind me not to forget about ME. He was once again sent to remind me not to give up my freedom and to always choose to do that which is best for me and not allow anyone to take this away from me – even unintentionally – because of their need, their charm, their helplessness, or my own feeling uncomfortable in certain situations, etc. This truly hit home at the moment and I knew exactly what it meant in regards to my own life at the moment, but in the events of the day, was lost to me on any conscious level.
That same evening, I had my “date” and my dinner out, and yesterday I was given a not so subtle hint to take better care of my own needs more conscientiously. The dinner which was served was quite spicey, and I knew it was not good for me but since I did not want to offend the lady who had so graciously prepared it “not spicey” for my benefit, I ate it.
Yesterday, I had a very powerful reaction which left me weak and forcing me to rest all day – but also giving me the time to think and understand further. I was fine by last nite-as if nothing hadhappened, but it was a lesson learned the hard way. It would have been easier to listen to the gentler bird message from the day before.
When I woke up this morning, I had a powerful urge to leave my room early and do my meditation down here with the sound of the rapids as background. And while meditating, before ordering my breakfast, another powerful message came through – as if the rapids were speaking to me: “These are very precious moments for you – do not let anyone take them away from you” This makes so much sense together with the bird’s message and yesterday’s message, that I had to sit up and truly take notice. And overwhelmed with emotion from the constant love showered upon me by God and his loving Universe, I found myself silently cry9ing tears of joy and gratitude.
Since I arrived two weeks ago, I have been cutting shot my morning practice to accommodate people who asked to come in the morning for treatments, or returning home from a peaceful tranquil place to be back in time for someone I had agreed to meet at a certain time. Or even ending a quiet session of listening to music and relaxing because a friend came around to visit. I realize now that my time here is too valuable – I am here, of course, to be of service to others, but top priority for healing and compassion and caring for MUST BE ME. I had begun falling into the trap of putting my own needs lower down on the priority list , after th needs of others. I must be careful, always, of this.
I have already begun putting this into practice this morning when I left my room early, and the Ganga message was just a confirmation that I had indeed done the right thing. I was supposed to meet someone this morning in my room, but after this need to get out early, I simply left a note of apology with the option of looking for me later this afternoon-and felt completely at peace with this decision to “disappoint” another person.
And then hearing the words “these are very precious moments for you” when I got down here, simply confirmed that I have learned my lesson, once again, and hopefully, I will remember the importance of taking care of myself as the weeks go by.


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