The Logic of Emotion

Here’s a film that Neeti Ray passed on to us. Revealing the connect between emotion and reality.

What a beautifully crystalline logic emerges from this:

Thought Thread 1. Emotion influences water. Or emotion influences the world. The world around us reflects our emotive charge. Small or great. Ergo: U create your own reality.

Thought Thread 2. That which is influenced by emotion is alive. Water is alive. Stone is alive. Tree is alive. Space is alive. The world is alive.

Thought Thread 3. The world is not matter but energy, quantum. The world is living energy. The world is E+motion. The world is emotion. We are feeling crystallised, thought given body.

You can know this by photographing water crystals. Or as we do by opening one's eyes, seeing auras, intuiting directly.

Years ago in DH, Ravishankar argued those who aren't happy should be taxed. {Loose summation of argument}. An interesting thought. It reverses our value of success. Relooks at our current over-respect of the ability to think and restores our appreciation of emotion.

Taken to extreme however it demands a feeling police. A world with a single season. For do we keep only love and throw out the rest? But is this love or fear masked as love. Fear of grief, rage, envy. A rainbow without red of anger, without green of envy, without the indigo of grief turns grey. To me, the feeling of being angry is more uncomfortable than when I am suffocatingly loving. Yet both can hurt. A greater love embraces them all.

It’s necessary to remember that from wars have come invention, from emotive storms come acts of genius. From the rainbow of emotion comes life’s richness. When raised to the power of love, it blazes.

The Blessedness of Nakedness.

Ochre-ing and Buffy’s red root therapy.

One of Celia’s cousins, {also into healing and spirituality} sent us a picture of herself going through a shamanistic practice {rediscovered by the new age} called Ochreing. And what is Ochreing? Simple, take off your clothes and get someone to cover you in mud.

The mud chosen is often from a hot spring and so is often a sulphurous yellow, though the connoisseurs of mud have preferences from red earth, dead sea mud… to being buried by sea sand.

The variation of substances used to cover oneself is broader than mud… In India, Tantrics often use ash, and in some cases ashes of someone who’s died. In some cases of the high north, animal fat is used… Cleopatra did it in milk, a ghastly Vlad princess used the blood of peasants. Other potent substances include menstrual blood and urine. The most common one, not thought of as ochreing in India, is the oil bath.

The broad effect ochreing {The classic mud variation} has on the aura is 2 fold.
1. It causes a ball of blazing energy to form at the root chakra area.
2. It causes the etheric aura to grow and brighten. The colour tinge varies and becomes a trifle purplish.

Not surprising for Ochreing conceals many potent psychic acts:-
The act of taking off one’s clothes. {The mere act of taking off one’s clothes gets the root chakra cone between the legs to lengthen a few inches.}
The act of allowing the energy of mud to work on one. {This causes deep earth charkas to light and can cleanse the skin.}
The act of standing before someone else naked. {This principally affects the back of sacral chakra & solar plexus egoic complex.}
The act of being touched by another’s hands. {This {do u need to be told?} principally affects the root & heart chakras.}

Now ochreing is an attempt to reach back to a more earthy, natural, animal self. And so it’s not something that came from humans, but is a gift from animal and earthly forces.

Sometime back, we’d taken Buffy on a ten km walk, around the Varthur lake, since the dogs kept running and crissssssssscrosssssssing. They probably did 20 kms more. Buffy was exhausted. Instead of just curling up, she spent a good half an hour digging a pit in Nishi’s garden. Then she settled into it. Ten minutes later her root chakra was glowing a brilliant red, and her whole aura was brighter. Ochreing was in her bones.

Now since many of you have neither the time or the inclination to go ochreing a simpler but less exciting solution is at hand. Gardening. Uses your bare hands to dig the mud and squish the slush. You get almost 60% of the aura benefit, from this absurdly homely task! Which as you now see is fairly pagan. So the next time someone tells you they’re going gardening or having an oil bath, you know what they are upto!

Was reading some statistics the other day, and it said that roughly 65% of Indians live in one or two room homes. And that means that both Indian children are tangentially more aware of sexual activity. It also means that growing adolescents and young adults are less aware of their bodies. Many have to have baths with at least some clothes on. Many don’t have a full-length mirror and so have had no visual take on themselves. And so one of the most potent acts of self-awareness we’ve often recommended has simply been the act of looking at oneself in a mirror and reveling in one’s nakedness.

When you add to this the fact that many orthodox traditions in India like those abroad believe that the sole justification for sexuality is to have children, one begins to see how the simplest acts are sometimes so laden with meaning.

We humans live our lives by rules sometimes inconceivably distorted to our animal selves, enchaining ourselves, amputating ourselves… and yet however deep the cut, deeper lies the cure, for none can stop the earth from whispering in our blood, or drumming in our bones.

The Fool's Teacher

Once upon a time some men tried to teach a fool.

They put four oranges before him and tried to explain mathematics.

But the fool only gobbled them up.

Then they gave him a holy book to read.

But in winter he fed it to the fire to warm himself.

So they beat him up.

And then the fool went proudly round the neighbourhood and showed his bruises
and said see “I've got learning.”

This fable is from the ebook 'The Fable Tree' by Tarun Cherian. If you would like to order a copy of the same, please email us on creatorschild@gmail.com

Once upon a time, a man saw. He really saw a tree. It was so beautiful. To let others know what he saw, he put a label – beautiful tree. Then another walking along the path saw the sign. He liked the idea. When walking, he came to a cliff with a great sunset. He labelled it – cliff with great sunsets. Over time the whole world was covered with labels. And you couldn’t see the trees or the clouds or the sunsets.
So a man suggested – tear down the signs. Now there are three optional endings to this fable.

A) They repainted all the signs with the message – Lets tear down the signs.
B) They tore down the signs – then after a while fresh signs appeared.
C) They actually tore down the signs – and saw.

Tarun on 'Seeing'

I am alone.
But I have so many facets, so I am never alone

Celu on LIFE

The Aura of God

The Vision:
One day Celu asked God: “What is your aura?”

Celia has a habit of asking the unaskable question. And surely God chuckles as he answers… “All colours… All worlds… All realities…”

And then comes an addendum: “But my purest being is gold… a hush of fine gold.”

Mulling on it:

The simple truth is that there is God. An entity of incredible joy & power. And this entity, which can with a word create a universe, can also stoop down and talk to you without shattering your eardrum.

The simple truth is that we are part of God’s very being. All this, all of us are flickers of energy around the great godhead.

All who have done the Creator’s Child course can feel auras… Most have sensed auras in 30 minutes flat… And so this is both opportunity and responsibility… for auras is not just about spotting illness, or uncovering secret… its about realising that beneath our world has a slip of magic, and a body of tanned gold… its about glimpsing the ultimate. But to do that you need to stretch your senses as you did so beautifully in the sessions with us. Or do so everyday as you feel the eyes of a stranger, or the silent rage of a boss…

If your profession isn’t your passion it is death.
VS
If a passion becomes a profession does it still remain a passion?

How do you stand on it?

The Kundalini Experience Film

Evokes the sheer magic of the awakened Kundalini.

Celu on LOVE :

It is so difficult to love someone, who is difficult to love

The Message of The Dead Leaf

"Taking Buffy for a walk with Celu. Thinking grey thoughts. Petty bribery. Plans stuck. Confusion. Thoughts of the world dying. Buffy Meanders. A great tree curves over the road. A yellowed Leaf falls. Halfway through it turns brilliant like a meteor. Wham it smashes a great hole in my brain. Millions of thoughts feral like dinosaurs die. Ripples Echo. Leaf don't die. Death's not an end. We are blazing beings in a luminous world. I must remember that. And act on my knowing. " Tarun talking for the leaf -- who you do realise is a Sage?