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Amazing fractals

http://armila.gaia.com — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 00:07:28 GMT

I continue to be amazed by such wonders!

Sharing some new amazing finds at this moment. Enjoy!

A fractal is generally "a rough or fragmented geometric shape that can be split into parts, each of which is (at least approximately) a reduced-size copy of the whole,"[1] a property called self-similarity. The term was coined by Benoît Mandelbrot in 1975 and was derived from the Latin fractus meaning "broken" or "fractured."
-Wikipedia

The Roses of Synth

Mythical Fantasy

Warm Ice

More: http://browse.deviantart.com/digitalart/fractals/

Tags: fractals, art, self-similarity, colors, beauty, joy, wonderment, appreciation

...calming, balancing, reassuring deep breath

http://armila.gaia.com — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 09:45:40 GMT

To breathe, especially deeply, feels calming, balancing, and reassuring. It reminds me of connecting to my inner self when distracted.

Tags: QaR, breath, breathing

The Death of the Villager's Son (Spirituality Story)

http://armila.gaia.com — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 09:15:11 GMT

A villager's son was stricken with a most serious ailment. His father was inconsolable. He went from one village doctor to another searching for a cure for his son, but nobody could cure him. Finally the father brought his son to the best doctor in the town. This doctor tried various treatments, but the son's condition did not improve. One day the doctor said to the father, "I do not think I will be able to cure your son. You have only one option left: pray to God."

"I have been praying and praying," cried the father. "Do you think I have not been praying?"

The father felt that any day, at any moment, his son would die. This was his only son. His wife had passed away many years before, so he was both mother and father to the son.

Every day the father would enter his son's room in the hospital and kneel by his bed. Then he would start sobbing. Late at night he would go home, and then he would come back to the hospital again in the morning. The doctor felt genuinely sad that he could not cure the patient. He knew that in a day or two the patient would die. Eventually the hour of death struck. It was in the middle of the night, and the father had gone home. Death came and snatched away the son.

Although doctors are accustomed to seeing death, this particular doctor felt very sad. How could he tell the poor father that his son was no more? He felt that it would break his heart. For hours the doctor was inwardly preparing himself to give the father the message.

At last the father arrived at the hospital. The doctor saw that on that day, of all days, the father was so happy. In this kind of happy mood he had to hear the worst possible news. With utmost kindness and sympathy, the doctor said, "I am glad that today you are happy. I do not know why you are happy but, unfortunately, I have to give you some bad news. Please, please sit down. I regret to tell you that your son passed away."

The doctor looked at the father, but the old man was not shedding tears. He seemed quite normal. The doctor said to him, "Perhaps you are in shock. Otherwise, I cannot understand your reaction. You can come and see your son's body if you wish. Your son has passed away and you are not crying at all!"

The old man went to see his son's body. Even then he did not cry. Now the doctor could not fathom the mystery. How could a father be so indifferent to his son's passing? He said to himself, "He has been crying for weeks and weeks. Perhaps he has no tears left." Then the doctor started questioning the father. He said, "How can this be? For a father not to cry is most strange!"

The father said, "Last night I had a most significant dream. In my dream I was a king and my queen was so beautiful. I had five sons. These young princes were so smart, handsome, well educated and kind- hearted. Everybody appreciated me, everybody extolled my wife's beauty to the skies and everybody admired my children. As king, I was so great and powerful. Then in my dream I saw that one by one my wife died and all my sons died. I was so happy to have these five sons, but when they died, I did not cry. Why? Because I knew it was only a dream. Now, for only one son do I have to cry? This life is also only a dream. When we are in ignorance, we cry for every little reason. But in my dream, one by one, all my dear ones departed. At that time, I did not cry. So why do I have to cry now? Just because this is reality? Dream and reality are the same. This moment we call something reality and the next moment we call the same thing a dream."

So the doctor received spirituality's highest lesson from his patient's father.

(Life's Bleeding Tears And Flying Smiles, Part 12 by Sri Chinmoy)

Source: http://www.yogaofsrichinmoy.com/the_higher_worlds/spirituality1/spiritualitystory

Tags: Sri Chinmoiy, spirituality story, spirituality, dreams, reality

if you were a judge, what sort would you be?

http://armila.gaia.com — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 07:40:22 GMT

If I had a choice, I wouldn't be a judge. I don't find the justice system as it is a place I can be myself. But then again I may be wrong in judging myself.

Tags: QaR, judgement, judge, justice, mercy, fairness

Aung San Suu Kyi: Her Burma

http://armila.gaia.com — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 00:23:28 GMT

Aung San Suu Kyi: Her Burma

Thinking about Aung San Suu Kyi!

Tags: Aung San Suu Kyi, woman leader, Burma, freedom, struggle, principles, values, appeal, democracy

To live is to be free

http://armila.gaia.com — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 09:22:01 GMT

I feel free whenever I'm close to nature, and that would be most of the time, if not everytime. Nature is life, life is nature. To live is to be free.

Image source: Jeber Photo Clubs

Tags: QaR, freedom, free, life

Path of adventure

http://armila.gaia.com — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 05:19:42 GMT

This resonated with me and I hope you'll find it so too!

Adventure is a path. Real adventure - self-determined, self-motivated, often risky - forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind - and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white. - Mark Jenkins

Tags: adventure, encounters, world, humankind, change, perspectives, Mark Jenkins

I've just answered this question before I read it

http://armila.gaia.com — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 21:59:39 GMT

Oh, I should have checked here first before I wrote my earlier blog. It seems the answer to this question.

http://armila.gaia.com/blog/2009/6/all-the-places-you-will-go

The magic of synchronicity!

Here's an interesting read about the subject

http://www.intentblog.com/archives/2007/03/hqr_burden_of_p.html

"The Police" had an interesting set of lyrics within "Synchronicity":

With one breath, with one flow
You will know
Synchronicity

A sleep trance, a dream dance,
A shared romance,
Synchronicity

A connecting principle,
Linked to the invisible
Almost imperceptible
Something inexpressible.
Science insusceptible
Logic so inflexible
Causally connectible
Yet nothing is invincible.

If we share this nightmare
Then we can dream
Spiritus mundi.

If you act, as you think,
The missing link,
Synchronicity.

We know you, they know me
Extrasensory
Synchronicity.

A star fall, a phone call,
It joins all,
Synchronicity.

It's so deep, it's so wide
You're inside
Synchronicity.

Effect without a cause
Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause
Synchronicity...

The Police - synchronicity live in usa

Artistic Impression of Synchronicity - I

India hs a similar concept, called auspicious coincidence (The Sanskrit word is Pratitya-Samutpada) and/or interdependent co-origination; strongly hinting at the basic definition of synchronicity as a coming together of several factors which, in concert, give rise to a certain situation.

The term "synchronicity" is viewed as the term "coincidence" by those who do not find themselves perceptually within the flow of Consciousness.

With the basic frequency of the environment of the universe increasing, the concept of synchronicity is very important, because the ongoing perception of it is a "marker" of the relationship between one's consciousness and the subjective reality one perceives.

Tags: QaR, worry, trouble, assistance

All the places you will go...

http://armila.gaia.com — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 21:53:59 GMT

Excerpts from Dr. Seuss' "Oh, All the Places You will Go"

This was passed on by a friend friend whom I recently met online and I felt like sharing its uplfiting and inspiring vibes.

I found the message timely (and I enjoyed the rhythmic fun of it) as it came when I was still debating in my mind whether to consider a challenging and rewarding full-time job or get on with my enterprise. I chose the latter of cousrse.

(Read it out loud to have fun with the rhyme)

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places.
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own.
And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decided where to go.

Oh All the places you will go!

You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heighs.

................

Except when you don't.
Because sometimes they won't
I'm afraid that some times you'll play lone games too.
Games you can't win 'cause you'll play against you.

All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something you'll be quite a lot.
And when you're alone, there's a very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.

But on you will go though the weather be foul
On you will go through the Hakken-Kraka howl
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike.
And I know you'll hike far and face up to your problems
whatever they are.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will indeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)

So...
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So... get on your way!

Tags: journey, decisions, ambition, progress, path, success, games, fear, obstructions, challenges

What keeps you from being present?

http://armila.gaia.com — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 05:27:00 GMT

Wandering thoughts, not sensing the life in my body, getting impatient can take me away from my present moment.

Tags: QaR, peace, calm, presence

Finding meaning in one's life

http://armila.gaia.com — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 05:56:15 GMT

Each one's reason for being lies deep within so it's a matter of going deeper, listening, then traversing one's spiritual path.

Tags: QaR, meaning, life, purpose, direction

How do you share what you've learned?

http://armila.gaia.com — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 00:29:24 GMT

By just being me when I interact with others, they could pick up some learning that I might not intentionally be teaching them. I may get to learn that I passed on some wisdom when they tell me so, but it doesn't really matter even if I don't get to know. What matters is that learning never stops for everyone. There's so much to learn in life and beyond. And we all learn something from one another when we interact mindfully.

Dawn of Man...Christie Mariel

Tags: QaR, life, teaching, learning, knowledge, wisdom

A budding poet and skateboarder

http://armila.gaia.com — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 08:51:59 GMT

When I go rolling on my skateboard,

I feel the wind blow on my face.

My body glides along in freedom,

And then my foot keeps up the pace.

I must lean just right to make the curve,

Then get my balance back on track.

I look for the chance to do a trick,

I start the move….no turning back.

I catch the air and do a kick-flip,

The board goes round and meets my feet.

I get anxious as I start a trick,

But glad it's ended safe and neat.

My board becomes part of my body,

I cannot be whole without it.

What if it breaks and leaves me stranded?

How can I get there? ……..I’ll just sit!

Milind Shakya, Grade 6

Tags: Milind Shakya, poetry, skateboarding, play, passion, child art, education, freedom, fun

Every place where I am is sacred

http://armila.gaia.com — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 06:58:18 GMT

Every place where I am is sacred, I am sacred and you are too! All places are important for me and I find peace anywhere when I have peace within.

Tags: QaR, peace, sacredness, locations, geography

Positive energy

http://armila.gaia.com — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 05:17:18 GMT

I guess I would give what's much needed nowadays, i.e. positive energy, through a smile, hug, prayer, not passing judgement, giving another the benefit of a doubt, spreading cheer, listening from the heart, listening to my intuition....

Tags: QaR, giving, abundance, generosity, sharing

Life is progressing...

http://armila.gaia.com — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 19:27:35 GMT

The possibilities are endless. Could feel like life is inching forward, snail pacing, leap frogging, fluttering, floating, whirling, circumnabulating, plunging, spiraling, surfing, blasting....One thing for sure, life is progressing.

Snail Racing,,,Vlad Studio

Tags: QaR, life, future, waiting, anticipation

Living is fun!

http://armila.gaia.com — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 20:00:21 GMT

I think so. Living is fun, it all depends on how you look at it. There are so many little things in life that is a source of fun and joy and love but often they get overshadowed by the big forest.

Tags: QaR, playfulness, playing, games

Focused on what's happening

http://armila.gaia.com — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 19:55:23 GMT

If you read through my blogs, you'll get to know. But what has happened is not as important as what's happening. Prefer to focus in the moment, the present.

Tags: QaR, life, events, stories

To hug and be hugged

http://armila.gaia.com — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 07:50:34 GMT

...to hug and be hugged Hugging you and all sentient beings!

Tags: QaR, family, needs, wants, desires.

Wet pants: an anecdote

http://armila.gaia.com — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 18:22:10 GMT

This was passed on by a friend and would like to share it with you:

WET PANTS

Come with me to a third grade classroom..... There is a nine-year-old
kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between
his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is
going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has
happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys
find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out,
they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives.

The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and
prays this prayer, 'Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now!
Five minutes from now I'm dead meat.'

He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in
her eyes that says he has been discovered.

As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is
carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in
front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the
boy's lap.

The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself,
'Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!'

Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy
is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives
him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other
children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The
sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that
should have been his has been transferred to someone else - Susie.

She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough,
you klutz!'

Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the
boy walks over to Susie and whispers, 'You did that on purpose, didn't
you?' Susie whispers back, 'I wet my pants once too.'

Tags: love, joy. kids, prayer, blessings, caring