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nomadman108 · 12 hours

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Insights Gained on the Kora (A Follow On Post to our last one).

Namaste and greetings friends The previous post on this blog was about the notion of Kora, or the circumambulation of a sacred site or object on foot as a kind of pilgrimage. If you missed it, you can find that post here. While researching for that blog, I came across an old file in a forgotten folder which also touched on Kora as a topic. I’d forgotten all about it as it was really only a…

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nomadman108 · 3 days

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Circling Sacred Sites is Good for You (Me)

As a self-described Hermit Pilgrim, I aspire always to live a contemplative and secluded life, apart from wordly concerns as I can. At the same time, I am a pilgrim, in both the internal journey of the Self as I study and meditate, as well as in the world itself: I move from one living space to another, as I feel directed or led. In the last several years I’ve noticed how often I seem to find…

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nomadman108 · 7 days

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There’s a tiger in the town. Is There Really? (Reshared)

There’s a tiger in the town. Is There Really?

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nomadman108 · 7 days

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Truth Is (Reshared)

As I scrolled though my blog at random as I do from time to time, I came across a pair of posts that were posted on successive days almost exactly two years ago. It was kind of neat rereading them, so naturally I'm sharing them again with you Enjoy!

Truth Is

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nomadman108 · 9 days

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Chant the Name and Write a Blog Post!

Even the biggest dream catcher won’t always catch the dreams This morning I woke up restless, and extremely tired. It felt as if I hadn t slept at all, though I know I did. Who can say about these things? Perhaps dreams disturbed me or something. Anyway, despite this grogginess/restlessness vibe, I resolved to get on with morning routines. And, in addition to breakfast and normal stuff, I set…

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nomadman108 · 17 days

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It's only words. Or is it?

The other day, while listening to a talk by my teacher Swami Tadatmananda, I was struck by something he said. Of course, being my teacher, there are many things that he says that have significance and that resonate with me. But these statements in particular found a home in me that day: Words can’t get you there (ie realisation of our oneness with the Divine, God, Universal Consciousness, we…

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nomadman108 · 22 days

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The Road Rises Up: A poem about journeying (Reshared with a note added)

It’s a funny thing, but as soon as I start thinking about resharing older (let’s call them prior posts instead) all sorts of posts come up begging to be next in line. In this case, I’d sat down to write something on a quote I really like: Forget all that and hit the road into exile. FROM A LONG LOST DEEPLY BURIED NOTE-TAKING APP ON MY TABLET But nothing was coming. Then suddenly I remembered:…

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nomadman108 · 23 days

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Let the Music Play (Reshared)

When thinking about a name for this photo I was really tempted to somehow reference the song American Pie by Don McLean. The phrase from the lyrics ‘the day the music died’, kept coming to mind – even as I made the photo of the scene. By the way, ‘the day the music died’ refers to the plane crash in 1959 in which the up and coming Buddy Holly, and the more well known Ritchie Valens and The Big…

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nomadman108 · 23 days

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A Note on Recycling & Introducing the Next Post

Recycling. Blog posts that is. I don’t think i’ve ever really given much thought to whether or not bloggers recycle their posts on any kind of regular basis. I don’t mean to suggest that nobody ever does it, or that I have never reshared a post: there has been the occasional one I’ve recycled over the years on the various blogs I’ve been involved with But, not routinely. That’s the word: I’ve…

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nomadman108 · 25 days

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Illusion, fear and wrong thinking? A good question

Greetings to you, visitors to the cave Let me begin this post by asking you a question. No. I’ll start again: I’m going to begin this post by asking me a question. It’s a question prompted by prayers I recite every day, not only during my morning practice, but at random times during the day. Here goes with the question: How much time do I spend discussing illusion, fear, and wrong…

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nomadman108 · 2 months

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Lessons for the Learning

This morning I completed the penultimate lesson in a course of classes on the Bhagavad Gita. The classes were held once a week for I think 3 or 4 years and finished a few months ago. As it happens the entire course was recorded giving me and so many others the opportunity to study it online. Anyway, at the start of the lesson today Swamiji ( Swami Tadatmananda, resident teacher at th Arsha Bodha…

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nomadman108 · 4 months

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All I Had to Do Was Dream

Last night I had a dream. Of course there’s nothing unusual in that: I dream every night, every time I sleep (and sometimes when I’m supposed to be meditating as well). Actually I’m no different than probably every other living being in the Universe: I dream when I sleep. No. The particular dream isn’t my point here (though we’ll be discussing it soon enough). What makes it worth noting is the…

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nomadman108 · 4 months

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Making a Dream a Reality (kind of)

A few weeks ago I was wandering around in the CBD of Sydney, in Martin Place to be precise. It’s a popular square with loads of tourists, shoppers, coffee drinkers, and lunching folks. It’s also a drawcard for both buskers and for street photographers. For me, it’s mainly a short cut from one street to anoher, though I must say, I’ve very often stopped to make a photo or two of the grand…

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nomadman108 · 4 months

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Making Peace with Poetry and a Prayer

Namaste my friends The poem I want to share with you today has, I think, been shared on this blog before. I haven’t checked because I didn’t want to be tempted to censor myself and not post it again if it has been posted. The poem, titled simply Peace Prayer, has a repeating refrain in each verse: Our Lady Queen of Peace Pray for us. A couple of days ago I came across a church dedicated to…

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nomadman108 · 6 months

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The Best Job in the World

Indeed, it is clear to all who dwell there that through them the world is kept in being I jotted down this note I forget how long ago. Over the last few years I’ve read a lot about the early Christian hermits who lived in the deserts of Egypt, Syria, and other areas of that area we label the Middle East. While I think it was one of these early hermits who uttered these words, it may instead…

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nomadman108 · 6 months

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Silence, Solitude: Where can I find it?

Remain in your cell, and your cell will teach you everything This piece of advice from one of the early Christian desert hermits to a follower has been going round in my head for ages. And I mean a couple of years at least. I’d read it in several books at the time, and I’ve seen it in a few since. Of course, most of the writers of those books interpreted this advice at face value, literally…

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nomadman108 · 7 months

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'Sometime Soon': When is it?

There used to be a thing – maybe it’s still a thing – that would happen sometimes. You’d be talking to someone and suddenly they’d burst out: ‘Hey that rhymes! You’re a poet and don’t know it!’ This exclamation, this sudden and surprising interruption, was always prompted by some sort of accidental rhyming happening in something you’d said. Or, sometimes, it even happened when you had written…

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