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MoJoRiSin 03-11-2015 05:34 PM

Yeah, we all shine on like the moon and the stars and the sun ~John Lennon

international space station
this one's for you
(^see quotation above)

:) :) :)
thanks for "orion"
that name was not lost
one me
((way back when))

MoJoRiSin 03-13-2015 11:07 AM

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2. go here

and find the post from yesterday
(if there is more than one I do remember it starts
"My interest in aging.....")

"It’s astonishing to me that spending 35 or 40 minutes a day being quiet and aware of your breath
and making contact with yourself, feeling your heart and feeling its walls and breathing to dissolve those walls,
can fill you with such an extraordinary experience of delight."
~Swami Chetanananda

and that reminds me of this
once i had a patient that went to his 50th high school reunion
and when he returned I asked him how it went
and he said simply
"let me put it this way:
'you can certainly tell who works out and who doesn't'"
He himself worked out with a trainer twice a week but he went
with two others and that seems whey more motivating than
just by himself with a trainer
I ask him if his wife was one of those and he said
"are you kidding? of course not that would have onle been able to keep something like that going for a week or two."
and that made us both chuckle

MoJoRiSin 03-15-2015 10:16 AM

I woke up with this:
"nothing repeats"

MoJoRiSin 03-24-2015 07:40 PM

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being able to play wherever you damn well felt like it is important to being normal (looking back)

ps congratulations to completing your first black run
(you know who you are)

MoJoRiSin 03-30-2015 04:18 PM

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This is not one of my better post two unrelated things thingys rolleyes:
but there you have it...
I miss yo guys here
I think i know why everyone dropped out...
at any rate
here you go



MoJoRiSin 03-31-2015 01:07 PM

Paulo Coelho
3 hrs ·
Success does not come from having one’s work recognised by others. It is the fruit of the seed that you lovingly planted.
When harvest time arrives, you can say to yourself: ‘I succeeded.’
You succeeded in gaining respect for your work because you did not work only to survive, but to demonstrate your love for others.
You managed to finish what you began, even though you did not foresee all the traps along the way. And when your enthusiasm waned because of the difficulties you encountered, you reached for discipline.
And when discipline seemed about to disappear because you were tired, you used your moments of repose to think about what steps you needed to take in the future.
You were not paralysed by the defeats that are inevitable in the lives of those who take risks. You didn’t sit agonising over what you lost when you had an idea that didn’t work.
You didn’t stop when you experienced moments of glory, because you had not yet reached your goal.
And when you realised that you would have to ask for help, you did not feel humiliated. And when you learned that someone needed help, you showed them all that you had learned, without fearing that you might be revealing secrets or being used by others.
To him who knocks, the door will open.
He who asks will receive.
He who consoles knows that he will be consoled.
(taken from "Manuscript found in Accra", by Paulo Coelho)

MoJoRiSin 04-06-2015 10:44 PM

I love this one tomorrow i will add the unrelated thing
which keeps escaping me
ps my matchmaking thingy ( gig )
is for real
and on the horizon
there is no doubt

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MoJoRiSin 04-08-2015 12:35 AM

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Open Heart Extra - A Metaphor for Dying
Ram Dass - A Metaphor for Dying
A Metaphor for Dying
Posted June 6, 2012

Ram Dass on Changing Our Metaphor for Dying
I sit with a lot of people who are dying these days because I am very interested in seeing whether we can develop a metaphor for dying that isn’t quite as horrendous as the one we have going in the West. Because our metaphor for dying comes out of philosophical materialism where a person that is dying is surrounded by people who are saying “you got to be up and around tomorrow. Don’t talk nonsense about death.” Then they walk out into the corridor and say “she won’t last the night.” I mean, just total hypocrisy.

While you can’t kill anybody you can’t prolong life. You only know whether or not life is to go on or not when you are yourself not afraid of death. Otherwise your fear totally distorts your perception all the time and you just panic when somebody is near death. Recently Wavy Gravy called me up, he is a very beautiful guy. Wavy said there was a boy who was dying here in San Francisco, and asked if I would visit him. And I said sure, so I went over and visited with him. He was about 23 years old and he was dying of Hodgkin’s disease. It was last August. We met at Tom Wolf’s house, and I went over to the kid and I said to him “I hear your going to die soon.” He says “yeah.” I said “you want to talk about it?” He says “ok.” So we started to talk about dying. After a while he went to light a cigarette and I noticed that his hand was shaking, he was very thin and weak. And I suddenly got totally paranoid and I felt like, “gee what right have I got to be coming onto to him? After all, he’s the one that’s dying.” So I said “hey if I am coming onto you, you know, just tell me to go away. I don’t have to do this.” And he says “well, being with you is getting me nervous, but the reason is because as death is approaching I’ve been looking for the strength to die and you are the first person I’ve met who doesn’t seem to be afraid of dying. And that’s just what I am looking for.”

And I feel like a child in this scene, and I’m just so excited by it that I am shaking. He was giving me the license – he was giving me the license to be with him. And we went on being together for quite a while and then he died later on. And what I recognize now – there’s a woman that just died in New York last year, her name was Debbie Matheson – she’s a beautiful woman. She was in her forties, she had two children and she was married to an author by the name of Peter Matheson. She was connected with the Zen Center in New York City, and when she was dying she was put in Mount Sinai Hospital to die. So the Zen students all came to her room every night and meditated and they turned the room into a Zen temple. And what happened was the first night they did this the doctors, the three young residents came to visit her room making their rounds, which usually consists of pushing open the door with that kind of hearty hail good fellow well-met type, you know, “how we doing today? Did we eat well today? Let’s look at that chart.” You know, that type of thing. They walked in and they faced all these beings sitting like this with candles and incense and the room was darkened and it freaked them out completely. And the second night they came in a little more gently, and by the third they would open the door very quietly and come in and stand in awe for a little while and then go away.

There, right in the middle of Mount Sinai they redefined a whole new metaphor, a metaphor that can be created through the strength of mind because you can create your universe anywhere you are. Once you recognize that, a hospital is merely a collectivity of minds who share a certain model about what it is all about. And the problem is that this society is one where the medicine men are knowledgeable, but not wise. And with the recognition of that, we are now seeking wisdom–not just knowledge–in our healers. And wisdom has in it compassion. And compassion understands about life and death.

A doctor is committed by the Hippocratic Oath to save life, but she or he does not have to be attached to that. They merely do that in the same way a bus driver drives a bus. It is the emotional attachment that they have to it that comes out of their own fear of death that is the problem in medicine at this moment in the West. And hopefully within a few years we will have an 800 number telephone number like you do for getting a motel reservation where if you are going to die in the next few months you can call that number and somebody will come and hang out with you and provide help for you in defining a new metaphor for how you’re going to die. And we’ll have some cassette tapes that you can play when you are in pain that will help you figure out what the pain is about, and how to use it to become more conscious. Because it’s obvious that the way to die is to learn how to live, and the answer to dying is to be present at the moment.

Ram Dass
Berkley Community Theater, March 7th, 1973
copy and pasted from todays FB tofay

Fyodor Dostoevsky
14 hrs ·
“Where is it I've read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had to live on some high rock, on such a narrow ledge that he'd only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had to remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once. Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!”
--from Crime and Punishment

30 Famous Writers On Death
Because you might be a king or a little street sweeper, but sooner or later you dance with the reaper.

Mark Twain
16 hrs ·
“I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.”

Leo Tolstoy
16 hrs ·
"Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was no suffering, man would not know his limits, would not know himself. ”
--from "War and Peace"

this is what is so hard for Christians
to admit that the Buddha was correct
but my advice to those
search your heart
give up the hate
if you find it
more Sesame Street
less judgement

MoJoRiSin 04-23-2015 10:18 PM

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.... just to get the ball rolling

MoJoRiSin 05-07-2015 08:24 PM

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today is May 7
find image

i cannot post
because that privilege is
not enabled
here on
Mo's posts

Prayer to the Goddess For Forgiveness

Verses from the Devyapadhakshamapanastotram, by Adi Shankaracharya

"These are five out of the eight verses of "A Prayer To Beg Forgiveness From the Goddess," written by Adi Shankaracharya, one of the greatest yogis ever and a true realized being. The story behind the prayer is that Shankaracharya was traveling through the Himalayas on his way to a debate. In those days Shankaracharya was a believer in Non-Dualism, the doctrine of Absolute Monism. He did not believe in the reality of the Divine Mother (Shakti) and Her Creation which, according to his philosophy, was all Maya (illusion). Keep in mind that the word shakti also means 'power' or 'energy.' Shankaracharya was climbing up a steep hill when he suddenly became very ill with dysentary. He had to lie down and finally he passed out. He was awakened by the feeling of water on his face. Opening his eyes, Shankaracharya saw a very beautiful young girl smiling at him and sprinkling him with water. He passed out again. He was awakened by the girl and once more he passed out. The third time he awoke, the girl leaned over to him and asked in a sweet childlike voice,"Maharaj, what is wrong with you?"

Shankaracharya replied in voice weakened by pain, "I have no shakti."
On hearing this the girl leaned close to him again and said, "Oh? But you don't believe in Shakti!" And laughing, she changed right before his eyes into the form of the Goddess called Bhawani, the Mother of the World, and disappeared! He was completely healed, and from the depths of his heart he composed this prayer. Afterwards he composed many of the most beautiful prayers to the Goddess.
I learned this from Shri K. C. Tewari and his sons, Sharad and Nirmal.

1. Na mantram no yantram tadapi cha na jaane stuti maho
Na chaawaanam dhyaanam tapi cha na jaane stuti kataha
Na jaane mudraaste tadapi cha na jaane wilapanam
Param jaane maatastwa danusharanam klesha haranam

I don't know how to recite Your mantra, how to worship You with yantra,
Nor do I know how to welcome you or meditate upon you.
I don't know how to pray to you or how to do Your mudra.
Nor do I know how to open my heart to you and tell you of my suffering.
But this I know, Oh MA!
That to take refuge in you will destroy all my sorrow.

2. Widheragyaa nena dravina virahe naa lasatayaa
Vidheyaa shakya twaa tawa charana yoryaa chyuti rabhoot
Tadetat kshantavyam janani sakalo dhaa rini shiwe
Kuputro jaayetaa kwachidapi kumaataa na bhawati

Because of my ignorance, poverty and sloth,
I have not been able to worship Your feet.
But Oh Mother! gracious Deliverer of all,
All this should be forgiven,
For a bad son may sometimes be born,
But a bad mother, never...

3. Pritivyaam putraaste janani bahawa santi saralaah
Param tesham madhye virala tara loham tawa sutah
Madheeyo yam tyaagah samuchitamidam no tawa shiwe
Kuputro jaayeta kwachidapi kumaataa na bhawati

Oh MA! You have so many worthy sons on earth
But I am a worthless,
Yet it isn't right that You should abandon me
For a bad son may sometimes be born in this world
But a bad mother, never...
4. Jaggan maatar maata stawa charana sewa na rachitaa
Na waa datam dewi dravina mapi bhooya stawa mayaa
Tatapi twam sneham mayi niroopamam yatpra kurushe
Kuputro jaayeta kwachi dapi kumaataa na bhawati

Oh Ma! Mother of the World.
I have not worshipped Your feet
Nor have I given wealth to You
Yet the love and affection You bestow on me is without compare.
For a bad son may sometimes be born in this world,
But a bad mother, never...

5. Na mokshasya kanksha bhawa wibhawa waancha pichana me
Na wigyaanaa peksha shashi mukhi sukhechaa pi na poonah
Atastwaam sanyaache janani jananam yaatu mama wai
Mridaanee Rudraanee Shiwaa Shiwaa Bhawaanee ti japatah

I have no desire for liberation
Nor do I desire wealth or knowledge.
Oh Moon-Faced One! I don't even wish to be happy.
But I beg only this of You,
That my whole life may pass in the singing of these words:
Mridaani, Rudraani, Shivaa, Shivaa, Bhavaani."
[Names of the Goddess]

copy and pasted from:

:) :) :)

MoJoRiSin 05-12-2015 11:00 PM



nothing makes sense

MoJoRiSin 05-26-2015 04:48 PM

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MoJoRiSin 06-05-2015 10:38 PM

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1. http://www.wreckingcrewfilm.com/
2. https://www.youtube.com/watch?

3. http://www.wreckingcrewfilm.com/
4. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ClQc...Sgs2s&index=15
5. http://www.wreckingcrewfilm.com/
6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pn6c...=RDJAzTnsSgs2s

etc. and so one
like no one would ever figure it out :)

MoJoRiSin 06-18-2015 10:00 PM

Thursday night at the movies
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MoJoRiSin 06-26-2015 12:43 AM

[FONT="Courier New"]all that glitters is gold
i am sure

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