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No More Plow Pulling |
| July 6, 2005 by Stuart |
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Adi Da Samraj: "What would happen if there were a lot more animals who insisted on thoroughly affirming their life of Contemplation, no matter what human beings did to them or tried to get them to do? It would probably have a great influence on human beings if all the non-humans agreed to handle their business in a simple way and just spend the rest of their time Contemplating, from now on. No more extraneous requirements, no more beach balls, and no pulling plow - none of that sort of activity. What would happen if all the zoo animals were Contemplating, instead? - with a little snack every now and then, but, otherwise, obviously Contemplating... What would happen if you could no longer control the non-humans, and they just insisted on their Contemplation? Well, they could change people a lot, it would seem...
If you look at animals in their natural setting where they have to provide for themselves, and so on, they handle that business. But then you also see them all taking extended Contemplative breaks frequently every day. No clock-punching... If you have to provide for yourself, you make it as playful and interesting as you can, and then you rest from that for a few days and do some really extended meditation! That is basically what non-humans like to do.
They do not like the stress of bodily obligation. Human beings are the only species that does this here. The others are all living ages of Contemplation. They know the world is not a paradise. It is not to be made into an "eternity". Nor is it to be presumed or imagined that it could be. They know this very well. So they use conditional existence as a circumstance of Contemplation."
-- (from a Talk given on January 9,1996) |
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An Encounter With Rattlesnake Integrity |
| June 29, 2005 by admin |
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A personal story by Stuart Camps, director of Fear-No-More Zoo. (Photo at right by Geekly is of a rattlesnake unrelated to the story. Some rights reserved.)
It was a beautiful rattlesnake; about four feet long, as thick as my forearm, and with a large handsome rattle. His skin was fresh and rich. Having caught him to move him safely to an area away from people, I now sat just a few feet from this calm, elegant, clearly perceptive and sensitive reptile. He was in no hurry to race off among the bushes and rocks, so I decided to stay around also.
From the moment I caught him, this snake showed no fear at all. Now, alone, away from the distractions of the small crowd that had been around us during the capture, we paused together for a moment. I was suddenly moved to praise him for his handsome appearance, his beautiful rattle, his smooth, flickering tongue. Being a mature snake, who had lived a good many years, he remained calm, steady, and quietly confident -- motionless -- his tongue slipping out from his mouth every few seconds.
Most snakes have an integrity that few humans achieve. As we sat, quietly exchanging energies and appreciation, I understood, or was reminded again, of his simple "beingness". We had connected with each other as equals at heart, both of us existing within the same Life, regardless of our apparent differences in form or function. When I rose and left, the big old rattlesnake stayed unmoving, except for his "feeling" tongue, reminding me further of our mutuality, despite appearances and apparent differences. I thanked him for his trust and instruction.
NOTE: Please always maintain complete care and respect around snakes. They can be dangerous if provoked or startled. |
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Bhagavan Nityananda With Animals |
| June 23, 2005 by admin |
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[The following story about Bhagavan Nityananda (189?-1961) of Ganeshpuri, India is excerpted from the book Nityananda: The Divine Presence by M.U. Hatengdi (Cambridge, Massachusetts: Rudra Press, 1984).]
Late one evening in 1950, devotees were sitting outside the Ashram on the western side. The Master sat in front of them on a raised area that was enclosed by a small ledge. Behind him was a drop of about six feet into the fields. There was little talk, but even when sunset brought darkness, no one wanted to leave before the Master.
After a time, a pair of bright eyes materialized out of the darkness, steadily approaching the group from behind the Master. At first it was thought to be a cow, but as the animal got closer, it was clear that these were the bright eyes of a big cat. Strangely, no one was able to utter a word or to shout a warning, yet all had a sense that trouble would be averted. The tiger paced up slowly until it was directly behind the Master, then lightly balanced on its hind legs and rested its forepaws on his shoulders.
Without moving at all or looking back, as if he had been expecting the animal, Nityananda lifted his right hand and patted the tiger's head. Satisfied, the tiger jumped down and disappeared towards the Mandakini. Later, the Master said tigers are the vehicles of the goddess and since this was the abode of Vajreshwari, tigers were to be expected.
Many tales are told of the Master's ability to understand animals; in Udipi the Master used to tell the owners of a caged parrot that they should release the bird, since it just cursed them all the time. Eventually, Nityananda released the bird himself. On the other hand, in Ganeshpuri during the early forties one devotee always brought his caged parrot for the Master's darshan. In my own experience, during a visit in May 1944, the Master interpreted the song of a nearby bird: "He is saying that it will begin to rain in three days." The bird's weather prediction proved correct. And in yet another instance during the Ganeshpuri days, he reassured a devotee who was frightened of snakes that the nearby cobra was harmless, since it was chanting. |
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Brownie—A Dog Story |
| June 21, 2005 by admin |
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[Abbreviated from the book Next of Kin by Roger Fouts (New York, New York: Avon Books, 1997).]
By the time the sun was going down our Chevy flatbed was piled high with boxes of cucumbers. It was time to head home for dinner. My nine-year-old brother, Ed, headed out on our older brother's bike, chaperoned by Brownie (our dog). Twenty minutes later the rest of us clambered onto the truck with my twenty-year-old brother, Bob, driving.
As the truck drove along the well-worn tire ruts it kicked up a huge cloud of dust that covered us on all sides, making it impossible to see more than two feet ahead. After going along for a while, we suddenly heard Brownie barking loudly and very persistently. We looked down and we could just make her out next to the front fender. She was sniping at the right front tire. This was very strange behavior. Brownie had come to the fields hundreds of times and had never once barked at the truck. But now she was practically attacking it. Bob thought this was odd but didn't give Brownie much thought as he plowed ahead, even as her barking became more frenzied. Then, without further warning, Brownie dove in front of the truck's front tire. Bob hit the brakes, and we all got out. Brownie was dead. And right there in front of the truck, not ten feet away, was Ed, stuck on his bike in a deep tire rut, unable to escape. Another two seconds and we would have run him down.
Brownie's death was devastating to all of us. No one doubted for a second that Brownie had sacrificed her own life to save my brother's. She saw a dangerous situation unfolding, and she did what she had to do to protect the boy she had been baby-sitting for so many years. |
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The Awareness of Monkeys vs. Human Propaganda |
| June 14, 2005 by Stuart |
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Overlooking the half-moon beach (shown at right) where Pacific green turtles have recently been coming in to lay their eggs, Adi Da Samraj spoke at length with some of His devotees about the way human beings propagandize each other into ignoring the subtler dimensions of existence—ones which monkeys and other animals easily and naturally participate in.
Adi Da Samraj: The awareness of monkeys is of a different type and potential than humans' awareness, but it reaches beyond sheer grossness. That is why monkeys have obvious sensitivities. Monkeys have more participatory awareness than human beings tend to.
Animals, even all non-humans, participate in subtler aspects of the structures of cosmic existence. They are essentially participating in the same reality as human beings, but they do not have all the mind that human beings have. Therefore, non-humans do not have that obscuring, propagandizing mechanism to convince them out of being aware that there are energies subtler than the physical. That there are such energies is just so. Sensitivity to the subtle realm of energies does not involve thinking about its existence or having the existence of a subtle realm of energy be proven. The subtle realm is just the case, and non-humans participate in it naturally.
(Shown at left is Toby, a colobus monkey who used to live at the Hawaii Fear-No-More Zoo.)
Much of subtle awareness should simply be as natural to human beings, as it is to non-humans. Yet you have been civilized out of the awareness of it, talked out of the awareness of it. There is propaganda that says what you can know, what is official knowledge, what is allowed knowledge, allowed belief, allowed doings, allowed participation in reality. Such propaganda is proclaimed as official and propagandized very heavily.
What you see on TV is the message. That is the level on which human beings are living. It is just a glom of organisms in association—talkety-talkety-talkety-talkety-talk—exploiting the potentials of the gross perspective only.
It is a consumer-world, strictly that. It is propagandized to be that, because people are not naturally merely that. No. Human beings have to be psychically, psychologically impinged upon to have their field of awareness reduced to that. Yet, human beings are propagandized into that state, by just the gross force of their collective collision with one another.
Some people, of course, have something left over, some space left over, much of it just the natural kind of space in which non-humans live—a little more etheric, a little more psychic. Some people, therefore, may think such sensitivity is remarkable—and so it is, by comparison. Or they think it is crazy. If you show as much sensibility as a baboon you are regarded as crazy. In other words, if you are participating in the larger sphere and field of psycho-physical reality, more than the propagandized human being, you are outcast, shunned, and regarded to be kind of insane.
That is part of how such sensitivity gets propagandized out of the field of awareness. It is not permitted. If you are so sensitive, you are laughed at and you are ostracized. |
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