Ashes and Dust
sat nam
Fire in Manipura - 3rd chakra.
FIRE IN FIRE
TRANSFORMATION
Here we are able to reduce any substance into its most refined, essential form.
The disintegration of matter into ashes and dust, can also be done on the level of awareness traveling from matter into pure consciousness.
ANGER- THE FIRE DRAGON
The dragon, the robber of ones attention and prana in the fire element, is Anger.
When anger takes over, there is no ability to think or act from clear awareness, everything becomes an amplified burning reaction.
Accumulated frustration, a build up of a sense of injustice - personal, environmental, political, etc. ignites the fire of anger.
However, underneath the surface, lies a reservoirs of pure energy - Prana Shakti - with its potential to move and transform.
It can become Sacred Rage - which is the fuel for revolution - personal or social.
This energy can be used for burning up blockages and impurities from the whole physical/mental system, disintegrating residues that do not serve the system, and keep transforming them into energy that can be applied for healing and for creating.
Rise
I could be wrong I could be right
could be wrongI could be wrong I could be right
I could be black I could be white
I could be right I could be wrong
I could be white I could be black
Your time has come your second skin
The cost so high the gain so low
Walk through the valley
The written word is a lieMay the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with youCould be wrong I could be right
Could be wrong I could be rightI could be wrong I could be right
I could be black I could be white
I could be right I could be wrong
I could be black I could be white
They put a hot wire to my head
'cause of the thing I did and said
And made these feelings go away
Model citizen in every wayMay the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with youAnger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energyMay the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with youAnger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energyCould be wrong I could be right
Could be wrong I could be right
I could be wrong I could be right
I could be black I could be white
I could be right I could be wrong
I could be black I could be white
Your time has come your second skin
The cost so high the gain so low
Walk through the valley
The written word is a lieMay the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with youCould be wrong I could be right
Could be wrong
They put a hot wire to my head
'Cause of the things I did and said
They made these feelings go away
A model citizen in every way
Your time has come your second skin
The cost so high the gain so lowMay the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with youAnger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy- Bill O. Laswell / John Lydon
From Fear to Trust
A few months ago, in another room here at Moa - Oasis, I have recorded a talk with Sami Awad - A Palestinian peace activist. ( I had no idea then that I will be here by myself for the 40 days journeyโฆ)
Sami is an inspiring man, who is committed to a continues personal and collective transformation; from fear to love and trust.
In this talk he tells about his journey, and about a very meaningful turning point in his perception of the Israeli- Palestinian conflict, which took place in his visit to Auschwitz.
Today in Israel we commemorate the Holocaust of the Jewish people in Europe.
So it feels like a good moment to remember and to use the memory as an invitation for change, an invitation for compassion and peace.
( the full podcast episode is 1 hour and 16 min)
Ashes and Dust
This song is a dedication of a worried son to his mother- a holocaust survivor, before her journey to visit her hometown in Poland years after the war.
A spring day, the smell of lilacืืื ืืืื ืจืืืืช ืืืื
Amongst the ruins of your cityืืื ืืืจืืืช ืืขืืจ ืฉืื
A beautiful day to fish in the riverืืื ืืคื ืืืื ืื ืืจ
My heart is broken inside ืืชืืื ืืื ื ืฉืืจ
There it was and it wasn'tืฉื ืืืชื ืืืื ื
Your childhood, little womanืืืืืชื ืืืฉื ืงืื ื
People that no-one knowsืื ืฉืื ืฉืืืฉ ืื ืืืืจ
There isn't even a house for a reminder ืืื ืืคืืื ืืืช ืฉืืืืืจ
And if you're going, where are you goingืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช ืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช
For eternity is just ashes and dustืื ืฆื ืืื ืจืง ืืคืจ ืืืืง
Where are you going, where are you goingืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช ืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช
Years and nothing is erasedโฆืฉื ืื ืืืืื ืขืื ืื ื ืืืง.
Take a coat, it'll be coldืงืื ืืขืื ืืืื ืื ืงืจ
Money in your pocket, a sugar cubeืืกืฃ ืืืก, ืืืืฉ ืกืืืจ
If the days are hardืื ืืืื ืงืฉืื ืืืืื
Remember me sometimesืืืืจื ืื ืืคืขืืื
And if it's another journey of despair ืืื ืื ืขืื ืืกืข ื ืืืฉ
To the hut, to the plotืื ืืฆืจืืฃ, ืื ืืืืจืฉ
On the old townโs railway track ืืืกืืืช ืืขืืจ ืืืฉื ื
No one will wait in the stationืืืฉ ืื ืืืื ืืชืื ื.
And if you're going, where are you going ืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช...
Who will sweeten your nightsืื ืืืชืืง ืืืืืชืืื
Who will listen to your cryืื ืืงืฉืื ืืืืืืื
Who will watch over you, as you walk ืื ืืฉืืืจ ืฆืขืืืื ืืืจืื.
where are you goingืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช ืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช
For eternity is just ashes and dustืื ืฆื ืืื ืจืง ืืคืจ ืืืืง
where are you goingืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช ืืื ืืช ื ืืกืขืช
Years ago, and nothing is erased ืฉื ืื ืืืืื ืขืื ืื ื ืืืง.
Take a coat, it'll be coldืงืื ืืขืื ืืืื ืื ืงืจ.
-Yaakov Gilad & Yehuda Poliker
Dedicated to my mother, who has survived the second world war as a child, together with her mother; as refugees, on the road for five years, in exile from Riga, Latvia, their hometown.
In memory of the Jewish Community of Riga who were killed in Rumbula forest, outside of the city, in the winter of 1941.
Dedicated to all refugees, with a deep prayer for healing and peace.
How do you Consciously use your inner fire?
Sending Love,
Simrit- Sarit Maor
KUNDALINI PILGRIM
Consciously Moving
Moving Consciousness
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Today is the 12th day of Sfirat Haomer - Hod in Gvura-ืืื ืฉืืืืืจื
- painting by MoreSun
