scratching head

Am sitting here scratching my head wondering what todays post shall be dedicated to. A part of me wants to write something relevant, larger than me and the little comfort world that i am calling my life; another part of me wants to reminiscence and dwell not on global worries but teeny tiny concerns that effect no one and are really not tangible.

Given how i feel shall go with the latter and not worry for the now about the moral deaths and honour killings in UP.

The family shocks are like the after shocks of the earthquake tumbling into mild waves and not more. Mom is adorable, she jumped into action time within 24 hours and decided to do the one thing that gives mothers refuge, she called the little astrologer fellow sitting in some corner of Bengal and gave him a stringent half hour deadline to come back with a gut based reading of what lay in store.

Well thankfully, the guy was gushing and enthusiastic and told mom to lay off and not interfere... hahhaa and she obliged.. think its adorably cute and semi retarded both at the same time.

There is such a duality about this entire concept. On one hand there is a belief in the world of tarots, the science of astrology and planetary positions, on the other there is the strong conviction about making what you want out of life and that shall happen as well. You create and are the SOLE person responsible for your TODAY and tomorrow.

The interplay between what then is written as destined to be and that what i created to be -- is a mesh of a line that cant be segregated.

Sri Sri Ravi Shankar in a talk once said. ----- Think of a cow tethered to a pole with a long rope. The circle that he can make with the length of the rope is the field of play that destiny permits him to make, but how far he explores the length of that circle is his free will. He may move only 4 feet and never extend this limit... or push it to the extreme length of the rope................only you never know the reason why he is moving, is he destined to move or did he will it.

water crystals

A movie! In a yoga ashram, are you are not kidding us? All right then, bring it on. Bright smiles lit everyone’s faces; as coke was replaced with herbal water, pop corn with oranges and we all sat down to see the movie.

What the bleep do we know was what followed. Not quite a Meg Ryan flick, but was a movie like no other. Mixing Meta physics, quantum mechanics all told through the eyes of a deaf and dumb heroine whose life literally unravels to reveal the little beeping parts below… a must watch (http://www.whatthebleep.com/synopsis/)

There was one scene in the movie that was particularly fascinating. The main actress is about to catch the metro, and is on the platform.  She stops and is drawn to an exhibition. It’s an exhibition of water molecules that have been exposed to different thoughts and each of them have crystallized in a different manner.

Masaru Emoto, a Japanese author claims to have photographed, images of water droplets that are frozen and then photographed. This is what his research over several millions of water droplets frozen claim, “there is a connection between what we think, our thoughts and our body at a molecular level” 

To me it makes simple sense. Our bodies are 70% water, held in cells, of various tissues, muscles, blood vessels etc. We think from our mind, the mind is connected to the body, and to have a bodily reaction to our thoughts makes perfect sense. Some of his images, and findings were spell binding.

He found that simple things like prayers, words of gratitude, even taping a note saying thank you changed the shape of water. In the complete opposite end of the word, or classical music changed the crystal formation of the water droplet….

The images that these water crystals had were vivid and clear. The message simple, how we think impacts our very being.(http://www.spiritofmaat.com/archive/aug1/consciouswater.html)

But is so tough to be happy, carefree and light when things are out of thwack, there is no way you can tell the cells to say, hey guys listen up. This is rough, and we are going to make it. There shall be moments when we shall be low but please can that silly mutation thing you keep getting yourselves to do. It’s just a bleep allright, so stick to a basic shape and shall warn you when it is all over”

The worst part of “knowing” and “believing” all this is that you have to also then know that You are pretty much responsible for your life. Humbling thought that one. No one is left to blame then.

Water crystals. hrrmmpphh

Wonder what shape the cells are taking now.