Transformation

Change is the only constant. If we’re awake to it, life is a constant process of transformation and change. The changes may be intentional or not - more often not - but through dynamic awareness and loving-presence we have the power to accelerate the transformations we choose and to slow or inhibit undesirable changes.

One of the barriers to intentional transformation is indecision. Lack of a clear vision, a burning desire, and a definite plan, leaves one vulnerable to the whims of circumstance. “Crystalize your thinking,” create a clear and precise image of what you want to bring into (or remove from) your manifested reality - be specific as to quantity, quality, and time (the dharmakshetra returns indeterminate results for vagueness). Nurture a “burning desire” for the changes you imagine (luke-warm motivation yields indeterminate results). Develop a workable plan to attain the changes you desire - be specific (“Plan your work and work your plan”).

In this continuous process the transformation and change is usually gradual and undirected, but sometimes the changes are huge (or seem so). I’m currently attempting to navigate what seems to be a huge transformation - either moving into another stage of my spiritual development or spinning off into a God 
Realm fixation. I’m still in the process of “crystalizing my thinking.”

This morning I was meditating on this by the river. While I mediated the tide went out. “Coincidentally,” at my feet the receding river had revealed a sign-board with this colorful artfully scripted epigraph:

* Although I’m honest in my trilogy
yall niggaz aint really feelin me!
Isit B’cuz your equilibrium’s
unbalanced, childish & undoubtedly
one of the foulest?

How can you have a palace when you’re a
King/Queen without a crown, or a throne, or a
regime w/o clean sense of discipline?

* Listening 2 yesmen and end up inna perdicament.
Wrapped by the Rapture & Captured ... Get Beheadded

* Where are we heading?... Spiritually, morally, meta
physically, mentally? Probably 2 The Terrordome, also
known as “The Slaughterhouse”!

* Just a Bunch of Sheep w/no dain shepard or any
guidance. Open up your eyelids .. GOD is our provider!!
JEHOVAH JAIRAH
----> Written By: TiaPreyinMantis 2013

Satyananda Saraswati’s Sankalpa

I am an invisible child of a thousand faces of love,

That floats over the swirling sea of life,

Surrounded by the meadows of the winged shepherds,

Where divine love and beauty,

The stillness of midnight summer’s warmth pervades.

Life often cuts at my body and mind

And though blood may be seen passing,

And a cry might be heard,

Do not be deceived that sorrow could dwell within my being

Or suffering within my soul.

There will never be a storm

That can wash the path from my feet,

The direction from my heart,

The light from my eyes,

Or the purpose from this life.

I know that I am untouchable to the forces

As long as I have a direction, an aim, a goal:

To serve, to love, and to give.

Strength lies in the magnification of the secret qualities

Of my own personality, my own character

And though I am only a messenger,

I am me.

Let me decorate many hearts

And paint a thousand faces with colours of inspiration

And soft, silent sounds of value.

Let me be like a child,

Run barefoot through the forest

Of laughing and crying people,

Giving flowers of imagination and wonder,

That God gives free.

Shall I fall on bended knees,

And wait for someone to bless me

With happiness and a life of golden dreams?

No, I shall run into the desert of life with my arms open,

Sometimes falling, sometimes stumbling,

But always picking myself up,

A thousand times if necessary,

Sometimes happy.

Often life will burn me,

Often life will caress me tenderly

And many of my days will be haunted

With complications and obstacles,

And there will be moments so beautiful

That my soul will weep in ecstasy.

I shall be a witness,

But never shall I run

Or turn from life, from me.

Never shall I forsake myself

Or the timeless lessons I have taught myself,

Nor shall I let the value

Of divine inspiration and being be lost.

My rainbow-covered bubble will carry me

Further than beyond the horizon’s settings,

Forever to serve, to love, and to live

As a sannyasin.

~Swami Satyananda Saraswati