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chanting
August 2008 
Explorations of Consciousness, Still
Posted on Aug 14th, 2008
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ananda
ananda
~coming on~
It comes on full and empty, a Gardenia scent of moss and dreaming, fully conscious, hearing, feeling ~ All with all attending, absent while present, and prescient, still, moved by nothing, by no thing, yet in, as, and through you, through me, and through the tree outside the window and your voice, your voice over the phone, completing the circle ~ it has come.
Of Gertrude and Virginia I know enough to know the fullness, thereof.
~releasing~
Sometimes, in drifting to sleep, the Realm of Between stretches like taffy, prolonging conscious machinations of the brain to constrain while constructing a scene, the beginnings of a dream.
A not-meant-to-be somehow ~ within this tarrying and taffied Between ~ will build itself, and just as interest compounds onto plot, it bursts (the scene does) like a seam when one has grown too fat.
The scene bursts and sparks, making legs shoot from semi-fetal position (and arms shoot somewhere, I am sure) as the body leaves the bed secontarily (like momentarily, but faster).
And wide awake in this jerk, the realization comes to mind that some way of thinking has vanished, forever, in this flash.
And with some state that should have adrenaline attached but doesn’t, pondering oceans and the chantings therein, one imagines mala between the fingers and puts the body to sleep by way of being the traffic outside the window, chanting the sea.
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fascinating dear friend… love the coined word and what is mala, please? hugs
How very stunning~!
Blessings~
Thank you, Nahnni and Nicole!
Mala are the beads that Buddhist monks wear 'round their wrists; they are prayer beads, much like the Rosary. The Buddhists say chants in Sanskrit on each bead. Sanskrit is a language whose very sounds invoke the Presence of what one is chanting. For example, ”Satchitanand” which means “Truth-Consciousness Bliss,” when said in Sanskrit, invokes the Bliss that accompanies Consciousness in Truth, and that consciousness, as well.
You know how, sometimes, when you know something that isn't altogether pleasant, yet you see the workings of God underneath it all, and though it may be “sad” news, it makes your heart light? Like that.
And then, there's the purely “good stuf” :)
Of course, most of the chants are longer than one word. But I enjoy saying ”Satchitanand” with my mala.
In the experience of the above poem, I knew I needed to sleep, and was too weary to unwind my mala from my wrist, yet the “joltings” and the traffic outside the window of my mother's apartment (where I was spending that night) were having the “effect” of keeping me awake.
So I “saw myself” doing my mala, in my head (in my mind's eye) and the traffic, outside the window, changed its sound into waves crashing on the beach. Very nice!
Thank y'all for reading and enjoying these Explorations. And for taking the time to leave a comment :)
Namaste,
Claire
thanks for explaining the experience behind it. i love the way you transmute life into words!
Thank you, sweetie! What a lovely thing to say, and what interesting way to put it!
3~ Namaste 3~