Prophets
sat nam ( True Identity)
When I asked my Mother: what are you going to do on the Holocaust memorial day? she said: I’ll do what I always do on these days. what is it that you usually do? I listen to the radio ( special programs for the day, mostly stories of survivors…) and I clear the dust..
Maybe a good story holds the finest essence, like ashes.
And the dust…?
That’s when the even finer essential particles of the story blow through the air… connecting us all to this story.
Maybe in essence, it is all one story.
The story of the elements takes us to such essence.
Air in Manipura. Air in third chakra.
Air in Fire.
Air feeds the fire.
Or, if the fire is too small it could blow it out.
If the stories blowing in the air are stronger then the inner fire
the spiritual warrior might be blown out.
Don’t feed the fire with such stories.
Don’t turn the fire against yourself - as it might consume you.
Keep listening carefully.
Direct the inner fire.
Use your fire to stand up.
Rise Up!
SPIRITUAL WARRIORS
Here is an example of what happend to a spiritual warrior, who has a background of abuse, when she stood up on stage in front of a crowd of thousands, after she has torn a photo of pope John Paul on an American TV show.
This was in October 1992.
A few years later, it became public knowledge; child abuse under the cover of the institution of the Catholic Church was proven as a true fact in court.
WAR/ bob Marley
Until the philosophy
Which hold one race superior and another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned
Everywhere is war
Me say warThat until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the color of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the color of his eyes
Me say warThat until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all
Without regard to race
Dis a warThat until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained
Now everywhere is war
WarAnd until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in Angola
In Mozambique
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled
Utterly destroyed
Me say warWar in the east
War in the west
War up north
War down south
War war
Rumors of war
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight we find it necessary
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victoryOf good over evil
Good over evil, yeah
Good over evil
Good over evil, yeah
This is Sinead O’Connor’s addition to the lyrics:
Until the ignoble and unhappy regime
Which holds all of us through,
Child-abuse, yeah, child-abuse yeah,
Sub-human bondage has been toppled,
Utterly destroyed,
Everywhere is war.
PROPHETS
“few are guilty, but all are responsible”
- Abraham J Heschel
“Indeed, the sort of crimes and even the amount of delinquency that fill the prophets of Israel with dismay do not go beyond that which we regard as normal, as typical ingredients of social dynamics. To us a single act of injustice--cheating in business, exploitation of the poor--is slight; to the prophets, a disaster. To us injustice is injurious to the welfare of the people; to the prophets it is a deathblow to existence: to us, an episode; to them, a catastrophe, a threat to the world.”
- The Prophets / A.J Heschel
Abraham Joshua Heschel (January 11, 1907 – December 23, 1972) was a Polish-born American rabbi and one of the leading Jewish theologians and Jewish philosophers of the 20th century. Heschel, a professor of Jewish mysticism at the Jewish Theological Seminary of America, authored a number of widely read books on Jewish philosophy and was active in the civil rights movement.
- Wikipedia
Heschel (2nd from right) in the Selma Civil Rights march with Martin Luther King, Jr. (4th from right). Heschel later wrote, "When I marched in Selma, my feet were praying."
“The Prophets” by Abraham J Heschel is a true inspiration. I am only beginning to dive into its bright vision.
Here are a few lines that are marked in Yellow in my copy of the book:
“The prophet seldom tells a story, but casts events. He rarely sings, but castigates. He does more than translate reality into a poetic key: he is a preacher whose purpose is not self expression or “the purgation of emotions,” but communication. His images must not shine, they must burn.”
“ The prophet is human, yet he employs notes one octave too high for our ears. He experiences moments that defy our understanding. He is neither “a singing saint” nor a “moralizing poet” but an assaulter of the mind. Often his words begin to burn where conscience ends.”
Dedicated to all true prophets, past and present,
and to the burning inner fire,
the sacred rage that moves the prophets,
who cannot ignore what they see.
How do you Consciously feed your fire?
is the prophet in you ready for action?
Sending Love,
Simrit- Sarit Maor
KUNDALINI PILGRIM
Consciously Moving
Moving Consciousness
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