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In the weeks that I’ve gone through a spiritual transformation…or growth if you will,  a few people have already brought to my attention how "odd" I’ve become.  In the past email exchanges I’ve done with some friends,  I started adding "Namaste" in all my email signatures, to which I had received a curt reply from one of them,  "uh, are you OK?".  Normally I’d react defensively, even apply the same gruffness as I was treated with.  But I am also practicing "Kshama" (though a great deal of it is still an enigma to me).  From what I gather,  it is with  practicing "Kshama" that I learn to tolerate the opinions of others.  The challenge most of us face is we immediately judge those who have a seemingly different belief than us.  In learning this virtue,  I will reject any thoughts of resentment for I know it is one of the many barricades we face in emotional and spiritual growth.  Everyone behaves and thinks differently, and accepting people for who they are, or their belief is also a way to achieve a place of peace and serenity.  I’d never push anyone to change or seek the same path I took.  I took upon this step to change my attitude on my own; no one coerced me…there was no insidious plan to convert me.  In the years I have struggled…suffered…I came to place within me that I am comfortable with.  If I learn to easily forgive, I will be free…free of judgement.  And in time,  learning to forgive will no longer be neccessary if no offense is taken.  I am far from being enlightened,  I still commit a surplus of mistakes; and I am definitely not perfect…but I want to be a better person by making a commitment to myself to shed kindness to others; and not only to people I know and love but to everyone.  As my son had taught me,  "Everyone in the world is important".  I know what I have, and I want to act with integrity.  If people have a hard time grasping the less caustic "me",  I will understand them rather than spite them. 

OM SAHANA VAVATU SAHANA BHUNATTU
SAHA VIRYAM KARAWAVAHAI
TEJASVINAVADITAMASTU
MA VIDVISHAVAHAI
OM SHANTI SHANTI SHANTI OM

Together may we be protected
Together may we be nourished
Together may we work with great energy
May our journey together be brilliant and effective
May there be no bad feelings between us
Peace, peace, peace

You know what Mattie said just right out of the blue?

“You know what’s important Mommy?”

“What is that Mattie?”

“Us!”

Then I responded back, “You’re important Mattie”

and then he smiles and says, “Everybody in the world is important”.

If there are lessons on how life should be lived, we all have to learn from Mattie; the St. Francis of Assisi and Ghandi of our time.

The people who have encouraged to let the light inside me shine…the teachers who have inspired me and taught me to live in the present moment; and taught me to honor myself, my practice and the people around me. Click on the desired pic to enlarge.

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There is an overwhelming number of things I am perpetually grateful for…even more so now that I’m going through a spiritual sojourn. It’s incredible to consider that it has taken me so long to find something so arcanely profound…however, I still remain a happy ‘lil imp…So instead of me going all sappy and “metaphysical” I’m just gonna mention the little (trivial) things my enlightened little body pays tribute to:

1. wireless internet…it’s so awesome it should be an evil indulgence…gaaaaah, what have I done?!!
2. men that age sinfully well…(i.e Pierce Brosnan, Liam Neeson, Jeremy Irons, Hugh Laurie and oh my goodness, Viggo Mortensen)
3. the Digital Video Recorder
4. GPS (if there is a luxury I’d beg to have, it’s a device that’ll keep me from getting lost…90% of the time)
5. the Jolie-Pitt Clan: a lot of people abhor what they stand for…the fact that they continue to do a good service to their fellow man inspite of the jeers, makes them admirable in my book.
6. Blues Clues, Jack’s Big Music Show and The Backyardigans. They help tame the wild beast that’s within the Maia Bird.
7. House and ER…fave medical dramas of all time.
8. The wise inventor of the auto seat warmer/cooler. There’s nothing like a happy bum on leather seats.
9. the fact that the Simpsons are still on air…and that Spongebob Squarepants still remains HI-LARIOUS.
10. the Barristas of the Michaelson Diedrich Coffeehouse…whenever you make my coffee I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven…does somebody continuously put a pinch of lithium in there?

Happy Thanksgiving Day…Hope You Got Stuffed ^-^

I have been practicing being patient for weeks now; and all I have been doing is expressing my gratitude to all the elements that made me…me.  I am comfortable accepting the impermanence of life and I’m getting used to just living in the moment… not hanging on to what has passed…not worrying about what I can not predict…taking abstruse observations of my universe and reveling in the simple details of life.  In a world so used to so much hate and fear, it is comforting to know there is a parallel universe where what lies, is unrequited love…hope…for it is far stronger than hate or impatience. I’d like to share this message to all…and I salute the divine potential within all of you…

The following is an exerpt from Tulku Thondup, "Boundless Healing: Meditation Exercises to Enlighten the Mind and Heal the Body".

Healing Ourselves First

Why do you focus more on receiving healing blessings yourself than on giving them to others?

When we try to begin our journey on a spiritual path, finding excuses not to move forward is a typical trap for many of us. When we are not pursuing any spiritual path, we don’t even think that much about caring for others, but when we are at the starting point of some worthwhile journey, we immediately begin hearing, "Oh, you’re so selfish. you’re enjoying peace and joy, while many others are suffering. That’s not fair!" That freezes us where we are and prevents us from making any progress. At this point, we have to remember two things:

1. In order to help or heal others, we must first gain the benefit of healing blessings ourselves. It is like wanting to give money to a needy person: first we must have or make some money, because only then can we give it away.

2. Yes, according to Buddhism, especially Mahayana Buddhism, the best spiritual training is to serve the needs of others, the mother beings, with no selfish motivations. That means that our purpose in generating peace and joy in ourselves must be for the sake of others, or at least that must be our aim.

Thus we must create and feel peace and joy in ourselves with no hesitation. When we have gained these benefits, we must share them with others, with the greatest joy.

If we have peace, spontaneously all our words and actions will be expressions of peace and joy. Then, even if we are not actively sharing peace or trying to help others, our good qualities will still have a positive effect on many around us.

Everything I know, I learn from stealing quotes from others…mostly things I can use as a retort when I’m arguing with Tom on his indepth understanding of sahasrara…or it could have been Zubin…who knows, I can’t remember anything we talk about each friggin’ time. That just goes to show how reviting our conversations are…NOT! I think the reason they like talking to me is for once, I bring out the humanity in them.

House Quotes (from Season’s 3 Episodes, “Meaning” and “Lines in the Sand”):

Dr. House: Come on in, brothers and sister! Welcome to the house of the Lord!
Dr. Cameron: Come on, House, the chapel?
Dr. House: We have been given the miracle of a new symptom. Brother, can you testifiy as to why this poor boy’s eyeball rolled back into his head?

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Dr. Cameron: Is it so wrong for them to want to have a normal child? It’s normal to want to be normal.
Dr. House: Spoken like a true circle queen. See, skinny, socially privledged white people get to draw this neat little circle. And everyone inside the circle is “normal”. Anyone outside the circle needs to be beaten, broken and reset so that they can be brought into the circle. Failing that, they should be institutionalized. Or even worse - Pitied.
Dr. Cameron: So it’s wrong to feel sorry for this little boy?
Dr. House: Why would you feel sorry for someone that gets to opt out of the inane courteous formalities which are utterly meaningless, insincere and therefore degrading. This kid doesn’t have to pretend to be interested in your back pain, your secretions or your grandma’s itchy place. Imagine how liberating it would be to live a life free of all the mind numbing social niceties. I don’t pity this kid - I envy him.

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[House has just run all the way from his home to the hospital]
Cuddy: Why did you…?
House: Why does a dog lick its workplace-acceptable euphemism for testicles?
Wilson: Because he can.

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Dr. House: Would you like to get a drink?
Dr. Cameron: Are you .. are you serious or are you just trying to change the subject?
Dr. House: No I’m serious. I drink, you drink, we can do it at the same time, at the same table. Do you eat? We could do that too. Hey, if the answer’s No that’s cool, but…
Dr. Cameron: No it’s just… you’re just coming off surgery and you’re not yourself yet and I work for you and even though last year’s… agh. You’re smiling. I’m saying no and you’re smiling.
Dr. House: Well don’t take it personally, it’s just cause you’re full of crap. You have no interest in going out with me. Maybe you did when I couldn’t walk, when I was a sick puppy that you could nurture back to health. Now that I’m healthy there’s nothing in it for you.
Dr. Cameron: You are not healthy.

…still another embarrasing pun invented by none other than my silly-willy husband, Neil.
Another victory for patriotic Pinoys around the globe…am extremely proud of this 2nd win. But nothing brings more familial pride than to see my own Uncle, the mayor of Bacolod, getting international airtime…holding Manny’s belt…and standing by Manny’s side. Who’s that mustachioed looker beside Manny, you say? Why that’s my Lola’s youngest son! We all love you Tito Bing!

Actually, I have posted this rather late…Halloween has come and gone, yet I feel the compulsion to talk about that crazy night…
Both Matthieu and Maia had a surplus of energy brought upon the consumption of children’s crack, otherwise known as CANDY. Remind me to never encourage an unwilling toddler to try their first starburst…
You’d think after harping for over a year on how “supposedly” physically fit I was **scoffs**, I’d manage to survive walking a few measley blocks while all along bumping into parents toting with them, their progeny. Sad to say, after the second house, I was ready to drag a screaming lady bug with me and call it a night…and yet, what started as a complete disaster ended up being a successful, fun-filled night. I still have a big bucket of candy…and another sack…convenienty hidden away from the two candy monsters fiends…and by that I meant, Maia and my husband Neil. This stash is what I have been binging on since last week…yup, it’s that time of the month. And yet, I haven’t quite become the unbearable hag I always turn into when I go through PMS (a code word for, “Putting up with Men’s Shit”)…maybe the 2 meta-meditations I’ve done since last week have finally helped!
Thanks to all who had sent in their comments about my kids’ costumes…Mattie was sure proud to be Superman and Maia…well, let’s just say she couldn’t care less being a polka-dotted anthropod.

I’m getting really bad in constructing elaborate puns…no matter…will shrug any feelings of ineptitude and blame it all on brain seepeage….eeeew…

Before I post this “WTF” excercise clip (hint: it involves straddle splits….doesn’t help much does it?), I just wanted to rant and declare I’ve officially become an avid Kate-Sawyer shipper….I’m not kidding…I’ve gotten myself involved in another addiction…which I hear can be curbed with anti-depressants (i.e Wellbutrin)….either that or move to Hawaii and start stalking Josh Holloway.

Sometimes (sometimes??!!), I get those urges (hey, get your head out of the gutter!)…mostly the urge to go postal…when I stop myself from doing so (which is an amazing feat, believe me)…I give myself the time to be still…be silent…
But if all fails, Xanex worked for me**grins**…but I hate having to proove to my MD that I need it, and I’m no pill popper (so any vital nutrients and supplements have to be ingested…and hopefully KFC is helping me acquire them…). So when I’m done “having my feelings” and processing them…when I’ve let them go…meditation…works for me.
I have provided a link to a Guided Meditation practice…if you haven’t introduced yourself to “Pratyahara”, it’s best to settle yourself in a quiet room…dim the lights…light a few candles or incense (all of which is obviously, optional)…close your eyes… and focus inward…

If you decide to download the file, feel free to snag by clicking here. I believe the best way is to, uh…how do you digirati(s) say?… “right click” and “save as”…

I’ve also added this to my flash player on my profile. Just scroll down and click on “Guided Meditation”…So sit back, relax…and trip out Meditate…

Namaste!