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Journey of a Soul

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W e look at a lovely rose and say, look how beautiful it is. At other times we look at other parts of the world, individually focussing our attention on that part. All these parts of the universe,  some lovely, others ugly  are part of just one single entity, the created universe, as is our physical body, every part in it changing with time, some rapidly, others slowly. There is something beyond the created Universe; it is the consciousness of the Universe.  As parts of it look at created parts of itself, some of those parts develop attachment or aversion to those parts and seem to develop their own individual identity in this vast infinite ocean of consciousness. Developing a desire to make changes in the observed part, shorn of their infinite power that can make changes by mere will, these parts acquire a physical body. From this is born life, an individual soul, and an aperture through which a part of the universe looks at its other parts. But, alas! The...

Refugee Ants and Universal Consciousness

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  Image source: http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/pictures/30000/nahled/myra.jpg J ust as mammals have evolved into intelligent human species, amongst insects, the bees and ants have evolved enough to create societies and co-operative living. Who knows that in another billion years some may get evolved enough to create books and more, or if some insects elsewhere in the universe may already have done so. My spiritual practice has involved communing with all life that includes plants and animals and at least the most evolved of insects - ants and bees that live around the garden of my home. Although others may not believe this, it is my belief that one can communicate with other life forms at the level of consciousness when not through speech. All consciousness throughout the universe is connected. My earliest experiences in such a communication with birds are described in a much older post . A brief mention was made there of communication with ants without elabo...

Looking Inwards and into your Personal Computer

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Often when something is posted in an internet platform or blog one feels it may be relevant for another platform one works on too. Here is a discussion I posted on Noetic.Org for its Nerd Members :) A philosophy of our times suggests that, one must attempt to live in the moment, since the past has gone forever and the future may never come. In the main this philosophy has value because far too many of us tend to spend far too much time fretting about what has happened and worrying about a tomorrow that may never come, losing valuable moments of our lives thus and bit by bit most of it. If you keep fiddling with you computer partitioning when would you have the time to play that nice computer game? However, the philosophy must not be carried to the extreme because time has to be set aside to make future plans and the past never really goes. Every thing we experience with any emotional value attached to it becomes our personal memory and remains stored up in the caches...

From Birds to Telepathy

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  Sparrow by  Laitche T he house that I live in presently was built in stages  beginning in 1991 during  vacations and sabbaticals in my career. By 1995, the ground floor of the house was more or less complete except for some finishing that continued later. In the center of the roof of the living room was a hole meant for a center light. To hide the protruding wires a small round plastic sheet covered it with another circular hole in the center of it for the light. A similar one existed in the front porch of the house. I lived in the house through most of 1995 with frequent visits of three or four days to Delhi. At this time a pair of house sparrows occupied the porch roof cavity and made it their home. There were no complaints about that since it was not intended to fix a light there in a hurry. Sparrows are cute little birds anyway and I often leave seeds out for them in the garden. Sometime later the female of the pair moved into the living roo...