Something to Ponder: Lambs are Babies

 

Dear People of Earth,

This is No April Fool’s Day joke!

Lambs are babies, and when they are separated from their Mama Sheep they feel fear and grief. They suffer.

Please vow to never eat lamb again (not even on Easter, if you celebrate that holy day), and please consider sharing this post with everyone you know!

Something to Ponder: Lambs are babies

With great compassion for all beings,
StarFire Teja

 

Photo by MabelAmber on Pixabay.

 

Deep Realizations and States Inspired by a Virus Pandemic

Dear readers,

Greetings from my tree-house temple, where I am sipping hot black coffee in my happy orange mug, whilst listening to birds of many kinds singing quite cheerfully to the Sun. Those feathered love-beings have no awareness of social distancing and quarantines! Ahhh, ignorance looks like bliss!

And speaking of bliss, during this time of virus-induced staycations, are you doing any daily practices to help yourself be calm? Do you sit in meditation or go for meditative walks?

One day last week I went out for a walk and in the first block I saw a dead squirrel in the street… A little bit later, I saw a live squirrel and I said out loud, in my Dad’s voice, “Be careful there buddy… and don’t take any wooden nickels!” (If you’ve been following my blog for a while, then you know that my Dad died in January… Well, “Don’t take any wooden nickels” one of my Dad’s classic sayings!)

After that spontaneous connection with my Inner Dad, I remembered what my psychologist had reminded me recently, when I was expressing fear of more loved ones dying: “You have yourself.” As I walked on, I realized that I really need to cultivate inner strength… And then my sense of humor came back, and I found myself laughing at my thoughts…

That evening when I sat in meditation, I was focusing on the Atman (my Spirit) in union with the Brahman (the Great Spirit), which I wrote about in my post “It’s All One Air,” and then I started contemplating my attachment to the ideas I have for my own burial, and I realized that they were uncannily similar to the ideas I had for childbirth the first time…

In 1997, when I was pregnant for the first time, we took a childbirth preparation class, which was all about visualizations and artsy, spiritual notions of giving birth. Totally naïve to what the physical pain would be like, I prepared for childbirth as if we were throwing a dinner party: I bought colorful flowers, candles, fresh fruits, inspiring music, and beautiful jewelry!

Well, when the labor actually got going and I experienced the searing, excruciating pain of the contractions, I did not care one bit about flowers and fruit! I was completely incapable of doing any spiritual practices like imagining my “special place.”

During my second pregnancy in 2000, we took a very different class with our midwife. She was quite real and basically said, “It’s going to hurt like hell, and how are you going to cope?”

Anyway, during my meditation last week, I realized that the attachment I have about being buried (in a green burial) in a pine box, wearing a red shroud and orange shawl, with sunflowers, red roses, orange marigolds, cedar, sage, pinecones, and amethyst crystals around my body, is pretty similar to the attachment I had to giving birth with glowing candles and gorgeous fruits.

But when death actually comes, I probably won’t care about what kind of flowers are buried with me. My mind still holds those preferences dear, but the Spirit probably doesn’t have such desires… And, if I die during this virus pandemic, there probably wouldn’t even be a proper funeral and burial for me. (If my Mom died before me, that is.) Who knows, I might even be thrown into a mass grave!

And, the most important part of that meditation – and of my whole life, really – was/is the deep peace I felt/feel when tuning in to Atman-Brahman, and experiencing how the air in the jar is one with the air everywhere

… I could really feel the Oneness of all energies, inside me and all throughout everything. I felt like I was in Brahman-Sukha, the Supreme Happiness while being absorbed in the Supreme Being… I felt/feel like I am closer than ever to experiencing the deep state that I have been reading about for so many years!

Can you relate to my experiences? Is this virus pandemic bringing you to any deep realizations or deep states?

My dear ones, it brings me such joy to create this online StarFire Temple of Happiness! I hope my posts help you to Happy Up your life.

With depth, strength, and even a little bliss,
StarFire Teja

 

Photo by Bru-nO on Pixabay.

 

Connect With the Watcher!

Dear readers,

Anytime you feel those branching anxieties, one thing that really helps is to connect with the Watcher… you know, that deep part of yourself that is always watching all of your thoughts, feelings, and sensations…

Watching, witnessing, and observing… without attaching, desiring, and reacting…

Just watching.

Even for just ten minutes.

My dear ones, this practice is helping me so much and I hope it will also help you…

Stay calm, stay safe, and stay healthy!

With much love,
StarFire Teja

 

Image by KELLEPICS (Stefan Keller) on Pixabay.

 

Monday Morning Musing on a Virus Pandemic

 

“This is the strangest bird I’ve seen in eight hundred years!”

~ Words spoken by the old demoness Sinhika, as she watched the SuperHero Hanuman (the Hindu Monkey God) flying over the ocean, in Ramayana: King Rama’s Way by William Buck.

Dear readers, greetings from the bird’s nest… I have just one musing this morning: This virus pandemic is the strangest news I have ever heard! I keep thinking of that quote above and wondering if anything this strange has ever occurred on this planet?

This is the strangest bird I’ve seen… ever!

How about you? Are you in quarantine, practicing social distancing? Are you doing any daily spiritual practices to calm your mind and to nourish your heart with love?

Have you ever seen such a strange bird?

With a bewildered mind,
StarFire Teja

 

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash.

 

Prayer for a Pandemic by An Unknown Author

Dear readers, as you look at this photo of a sunny woodland path, I hope you feel cheerfulness of mind and peacefulness of heart…

In these uncertain times, some really potent writings are surfacing, such as the following prayer, written by an unknown author. I wonder why that person chose to remain anonymous?

PRAYER FOR A PANDEMIC

May we who are merely inconvenienced
Remember those whose lives are at stake.

May we who have no risk factors
Remember those most vulnerable.

May we who have the luxury of working from home
Remember those who must choose between preserving their health or making their rent.

May we who have the flexibility to care for our children when their schools close
Remember those who have no options.

May we who have to cancel our trips
Remember those that have no place to go.

May we who are losing our margin money in the tumult of the economic market
Remember those who have no margin at all.

May we who settle in for a quarantine at home
Remember those who have no home.

During this time when we cannot physically wrap our arms around each other,
Let us yet find ways to be the loving embrace of God to our neighbors.

Amen.

~ Author Unknown

(This prayer was posted on Facebook on March 12th by Grace United Church in Sarnia, Ontario, Canada… Thanks to my Aunt, Sister Jane, O.S.B., who sent it my way in an email!)

Amen! May we find ways to be the loving embrace of the Divine to each other!

With gratitude and lots of love,
StarFire Teja

 

Photo by MabelAmber on Pixabay.