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Thursday, December 31, 2009

Saved Voice of Opposition - for "Red Asura"

 


Your video is so inspiring. How can I help?

I am American. My friends are Iranian.  
In both countries fanaticism and ignorance and hate threaten the world.

I wondered What can one person do?

Then I thought, Why am I remaining silent?

(1) MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL


(2) MY BLOG - Clark-Works


(3) New FACEBOOK group:


Please keep on keeping the world informed. 
 
There are many who are awake, but who need to speak now, 
to come together as one. 
 
You are doing a great service.

Email Clark Powell
 
 
Re: Thank you.
Re: Thank you.
You can download and reload any of the Videos on my Channel, since they are Property of all Iranians.

At least save the videos you like, since this channel is under attack and may go down soon.

 
Iran 7 Dey 88
Dec 28, 2009
دو شنبه 7 دی ۱۳۸۸

BBC Iran protests Dec. 28 2009- 7 Dey 1388 بی بی سی جهانی د ستگیریهای بیشتر

The Regime of Censorship thinks, by attacking and shutting down the Peoples Voice like Shadow or Iran16Azar, and ... they can Cut us off from the World, We Know how to use Internet better than them!
Long Live The Quest of Iranian Student For Democracy.
Neda and all Martyrs are alive in all of US.

بر پا خيز

اگربسیجی نبود ترانه پیش ما بود شعار دانشجویان در دانشگاه تهران 17آذر

Stand by our Courageous Students

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فریاد بلند مرگ بر خامنه ای در خیابان های تهران

The Day of Ashura 1388 عاشوراء
UNITED FOR IRAN
ما میتوانیم اگر باهم باشیم


Iranian Killed Since 12 June 2009
Source: NedaVoice.net @ http://nedavoice.net/

Here is the list of those killed in Iran, updated as information becomes available. The list is by no means comprehensive and does not include the great majority of people arrested at protests on the streets

Killed by Government Forces:
Saeid Abbasi(far Golchini)
Abolfazl Abdollahi
Morad Aghasi (?)
Neda Agha Soltan
Younes Aghayan
Hossein Akbari
Vahed Akbari
Hossein Akhtar Zand
Hossein Alef (?)
Kaveh Alipour
Nasser Amirnejad
Sohrab Arabi
Kianoosh Asa
Neda Asadi (?)
Mohammad Asghari
Fatemeh Barati
prof. Jafar Barvayeh
Yaghoub Barvayeh
Mohammad Hossein Barzegar
Hamed Besharati
Hamid Hossein Beyg Araghi
Sarvareh Boroumand
Moharram Chegini Qeshlaqi
Abbas Disnad
Meysam Ebadi
Alireza Eftekhari
Mobina Ehterami
Mohsen Entezami (?)
Saeed Esmaili Khanbebin
Arman Estakhripour
Hadi Fallah Manesh
Reza Fatahi (?)
Ali Fathalian (inc. Fatualian)
Mohammad Hossein Feizi
Sajad Ghaed Rahmati
Behzad Ghahremani (?)
Ramin Ghahremani (?)
Mostafa Ghanian
Salar Ghorbani Param
Mansour Ghoujazadeh (?)
Mohsen Hadadi
Iman Hashemi
Masoud Hashemzade
Farzad Hashti (?)
Mehrdad Heydari
Mohsen Imani
Farzad Jashni
Amir Javadifar
Bahman Jenabi
Majid Kamali
Mohammad Kamrani
Mehdi Karami
Ahmad Kargar Nejati (?)
Amir Kaviri (?)
Hassan Kazemini (?)
Shalar Khazri (?)
Nasser Kheirollahi
Amir Khodaie (?)
Masoud Khosravi
Mostafa Kiarostami (?)
Parisa Koli
Maryam Lotfi (?)
Hamid Maddah Shourcheh
Pooya Maghsood Beigi (?)
Dr.Mohammad Reza Maghsoudlou
Maryam Mehr Azin
Milad - last name unknown (?)
Amir Mirza
Mr. Mo'azez
Behzad Mohajer
Mohsen Moradi (?)
Taraneh Mousavi
Mohammad Naderipour
Ahmad Naiem-Abadi
Iman Namazi
Nader Nasseri
Mohammad Nikzadi
Mohammad Javad Parandakh
Saeedeh Pouraghaee
Mahmoud Raisi Najafi
Dr. Rahimi (a lady)
Fatemeh Rajabpour
Ramin Ramezani
Mohsen Rouholamini
Davood Sadri
Fahimeh Salahshoor
Morteza Salahshoor (?)
Yousef Saleh (?)
Fatemeh Samsarian (?)
Babak Sepehr
Ali Shahedi
Hassan Shapoori (?)
Kasra Sharafi
Kambiz Shoaee (Shojaee)
Ashkan Sohrabi
Tina Soudi
Seyed Reza Tabatabayee
Vahid-Reza Tabatabayee
Hossein Tahmasebi
Salar Tahmasebi
Hossein Toufanpour
Milad Yazdan Panah
There are also several hundred injuries about which there is no available information. Some of the injuries could be life threatening. The Campaign has been informed that Ashkan Zahabian, a member of the Modern Faction of the Islamic Students Association of Ferdowsi University has been severely injured after attacks by members of Basiji Militia and is currently in a coma.
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فریاد بلند مرگ بر خامنه ای در خیابان های تهران

شعار دانشجویان
مرگ بر دیکتاتور
مرگ بر خامنه ای
مرگ بر احمدی نژاد

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Tasua Ashura Protest Tehran Iran iranian راهپیمایی تجمع شعار شعر ايران تهران عاشور

 

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

ONE person, ONE world, ONE love, ONE heart


ONE person, ONE world, ONE love, ONE heart
یک فرد، یک جهان یک عشق،یک دل

To My Friends Around the World




Friends and Sisters

You young people are the hope, and you must find new ways to use the people's technology for revolution - indeed, for evolution!


The world must awaken. This has already begun, and you can help with a small but true gesture.  For if we do not act, who shall?
Countries dividing the planet into warring teams? 
Too primitive for this new century!


Dangerous times loom for us all.
We pray for you
yet we do not know we are all in danger.

I wondered: What can one person do?


The ignorance between cultures is now very dangerous.
We cannot afford to wait for the "leaders."
And we cannot afford to keep silent.

Then I thought, Why am I being silent?



One love. One heart. Let's get together and feel all-rie

 
as Brother Bob Marley tried to teach us in song

How long shall they kill our prophets?



Forward this to someone you know.  Share the link above, email to friends, link to YouTube video, share on Facebook, MySpace, Twitter.  Repost this anywhere, wherever you want!




Maybe you can translate this into your native language?  Modify if you wish. Leave it as is.  But make it your own!



Who knows? Soon a hundred-million of us may speak as One ...



Now you have seen this.  Now you are responsible. Now you must choose:
remain Alone or become All One.


Courage!  All over the world, there are many who are awake. We stand as one with you.


So now you have been given this. What will you do with it?




Just one more shoulder to the Wheel,
         Clark Powell


YouTube's Green Revolution

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Wikpedia Time


Knowledge is Power
Keep it free for everybody

Here's a thought: Why not give a dime? I finally couldn't stand the banners, band when I thought about it, I realized this was something I use so often, and even contributed to Wikipedia, I really couldn't justify not making a contribution.

Jimmy Wales, say what you will, rocks in my view. 

Wikipedia is the Internet at its best, in my view - and I have been online since 1984, with DFio-net, local BBSes and such before the InterWeb even got going.  And tell me you've never used Wikipedia. No?  Look I know you, ir you are like 99% of Internet users today.  And 99.5% of all human beings: like you've never masturbated.  :-)  Don't try to fool a pro - at both! Ha!


So, go pay for it, you freeloader!




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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Talking Football, Baseball, the South, & Our Generation

This one is about Alabama football, but in general about sports and our portion of the South.  It closes with a poem by Louie Skipper from his newest book It was the Orange Persimmon of the Sun, (only one at Amazon left in stock!) - a poem that probably says more about Bear Bryant, the man versus the myth, in just twenty-one lines than most could with 21,000 words of prose.





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Talking football for just a while longer.  Well, we have a respite until Thursday, January 7, 2010  7:00 PM (CST) when Alabama meets Texas I the Rose Bowl for the National Championship.  I hear there are other Bowl games being played, but ... well, I will pretend to be interested!  What on earth will we talk about after that?


Given my usual nature, I am uncomfortable about feeling confident that Bama will beat Texas.  After all, we have played those dumbass Texans (yeah, I said it) nine times over the past century, and have yet to win a game:

Texas and Alabama will meet for the ninth time in the 2009 BCS National Championship Game. Since their first meeting in 1902, the Longhorns lead the series 7-0-1. The last time they met was the 1982 Cotton Bowl with Texas winning 14-12.  A heart-breaker for Alabama's first black Quarterback (thanks JP) Walter Lewis, who went on to suffer another unforgettable loss (aren't they all?) in the 1983 Iron Bowl.  After 108 years, it's our turn, dammit!

Texas vs. Alabama Game History

1902: Texas 10, Alabama 0
1915: Texas 20, Alabama 0
1922: Texas 19, Alabama 10
1947: Texas 27, Alabama 7
1960: Texas 3, Alabama 3 ("like kissing your sister"?)
1964: Texas 21, Alabama 17
1972: Texas 17, Alabama 13
1981: Texas 14, Alabama 12



That's good news now. Keeps the team hungry.  And you know Saban won't miss the opportunity to remind them of the Patriots of 2007.


That Texas would get into the BCS was, I recklessly and wishfully proclaimed before the Nebraska game, a done deal, a matter of Fate - they had to win, according to my fairy-book, so that the QB story between Bama and Texas, and plenty more, could play out!  Here's what I put up at Facebook:


Sat December 5, 2009: It is written: Alabama and Texas will meet again.  This time, it's Alabama's Greg McElroy against Texas's Colt McCoy for all the marbles in Pasadena. This time it's for our second-string Texan to meet their first-string Texan, our reject to meet their star, our Seabiscuit (McElroy, everybody's "other quarterback") to have one more match-race with War Admiral (now played by Colt McCoy, after Tim Tebow passed the role) ... you gotta love this story, folks!

Who knew Texas would get in only on the final play, that field goal?  You have to feel for Nebraska, a proud tradition and a heat-breaking loss, but they couldn't fight Destiny (how about that for analysis?)  On the SEC Championship, you were dead on, I think:

With this game, it's even hard to predict the winner.  Somehow I just have a feeling Bama will pull this one out.  I think more than anything else, I think Bama wants it more.  I'm sure Florida wants it too, but I think they have a bit of a sense of almost entitlement and maybe a wee bit of over-confidence.  Bama knows everyone is picking Florida.  And I think in this game it definitely helps to go in being the underdog - a sense of something to prove.  And having lost last year's game in the 4th quarter, Bama knows they can play with Florida.  And their motivation to finish the game will be at an all-time high.


Don't you feel that your conclusion before the Florida game - that Alabama wants it more - is also a factor in the game coming with Texas?  I am working off that, but I also think Bama is also a superior team, and Texas probably on par with, or a tad below, Florida.  My guess, without consulting the spreads or experts?  Bama by two touchdowns.  Setting aside our dreams as Bama fans, what's your pick for the National Championship?  Anyone care to commentatorize?

And now?

With college football 2009 coming to an end what will we all talk about?  I hope that you are, like me, a Saint's fan (that'll get us through an extra month, as I need to step up my interest in March Madness and NBA, since I never played much basketball).  For long-suffering Saints fans, this is a dream season - and for both Alabama and NewOrleans (still, we're get a test tonight) to be undefeated? even Hollywood couldn't pull off that storyline!  Talking about coaches showing no class, and Florida's Urban Meyer.  I was turned off of NFL football (though I stil watched some games) by the arrogance of William Stephen "Bill" Belichick, head coach of the Patriots.


To continue the topic debated at Facebook - basically sportsmanship as it is defined in 2009, I feel his attitude infected almost the whole team (it was reflected in Tom Brady to a degree) But Bellichick did not help the sport, in my view.  By contrast, you could appreciate the less arrogant, though deservedly cocky attitude of Randy Moss, and I always loved that workhorse Wes Welker, the most underrated MVP in football, especially since he is never even thought of as MVP!) but this notorious incident, and more significantly Bellichick's "who cares?" attitude after he go busted was a real kick in the pants!

Despite "Spygate," Belichick got the 2007 NFL Coach of the Year Award, as voted on by the Associated Press.  Winning has always been number one, but these days winning seems to pardon almost anything. But haughtiness goeth before a fall.  Right, Tiger Woods?  Right, Barry Bonds?  Not that fans are always fair (right, Roger Maris?) but who you are as a human being is part of what makes someone a champion, rather than a record-holder only.


Of course Bellichick is a great football coach (the Patriots have gone 102–42 in nine regular seasons with him as head coach) but my feeling is that losing the 2007 Superbowl could help him, if he can accept the humbling, and even Brady's awful injury that kept him out of the 2008 season can win back love since fans like their heroes to rise from adversity effect on Brady, who is a terrific player and pretty haughty himself, though not so sour as Belichick.  But how about the kid in his third season of his first job as a head coach - he's been with the Saints since 2006 - Sean Peyton.  Anyone from anywhere who loves an underdog has to root for the "Aints" - Who dat? - make that the Saints!  Before this season, from their start in 1967 through 2008, here are the cold numbers:
Regular Season wins 262
Regular Season losses - 375


Super Bowl Appearances (Conference Champs) - 0
Division Championships - 2


Not much to show for 32 years of football, eh? (The Saints weren't around for Super Bowl I, played on January 15, 1967).  Hope springs eternal, but this year Hope has a betting chance.  Season 33 for New Orleans - maybe this time it'll be different.  As I write this they're still 14-0 with three games left in the regular season.  The hot-shot, big-money Cowboys coming to the house tonight [Just squeaked by in the final 6 seconds with an interception, won 24-17], then it's Tampa Bay on the 27th, then to finish up in Charlotte with the Carolina Panthers at high noon on January 3.  Your odds on the Saints at this moment having a perfect season? [Zero, since this was written.  But hey, we'll take 16-1.  Even 14-3 would be a phenomenal season.  But it's not enough if the Saints at the very least win a post-season game, or even more to finally play in a Superbowl.  Come on, we're 0/32 in this department!]


Professional sports for the sports-crazed South, despite the prowess of Southerners (mostly African-Southerners) in baseball and in football (go, SEC!) there's never been the interest one would expect, given the NFL and MLB teams in Atlanta and Florida.  But this year, how could any fan hailing from the true deep South (which excludes the Florida pro teams, but keeps Atlanta) not celebrate the Saints, and also the Mannings of the NYG and the Colts?  Archie was a great QB for both Mississippi and New Orleans, but no QB can touch his record as a father!


In the US, baseball is supposedly having banner years in fan interest, according to the hype.  But there are lies, damn lies, and stats, as ark Twain famously observed.  The epicenter is probably somewhere between New York and the Red Sox.  Sure the Phillies, the Cardinals, and all the other MLB teams have die-hard fanatics in their cities, and yes there's always the great NL/AL divide (No middle ground on this one. You're either for or against. Me? I am a National League guy, hate the designated hitter rule!)


But baseball isn't cutting it with my son's generation.  It is so deep in our hearts, but somehow our appreciation for the Great American Past-Time (to re-coin a phrase) the relaxed, bucolic sport hasn't been transferred to our GenX kids, raised on instant-everything.  As someone rightly observed, baseball is a tradition passed from fathers to sons (or in our case, from elder brother to baby brother - remember that other year of wonders, the annus mirabilis of 1961 and even us in Mobile glued to the old rabbit-eared Motorola every time a game was broadcast to watch the home run chase by M&M.  I still carry a secret place in my heart for the pinstripes, and Mickey Mantle was my first sports hero.  But I cannot relate to the teamsand mega-buck players under the regime of the Steinbrenners, George & sons 


Eric, you're New York born and bred.  Which is bigger in Manhattan - baseball or football?  You guys have four (4) freakin' Major League teams!  PS: Say thank you to Mobile.  We supplied the entire outfield for the Mets, I believe.  How many major league teams got the benefit from Mobile, back when kids still played baseball. (Black kids, of course, along with a few white guys who can jump.)


That next generation? In the parks where we once played Babe Ruth , and Connie Mack baseball interest plummets after Tiny-Mite football, and T-ball and Little League. Teen-agers (free from the dreams of their fathers) all choose to play basketball, not street stick-ball or whiffle-ball.


Down here a few cities like Mobile even tried to drum up interest hockey with a minor league team gt at a price the budgets could afford, since games could be played in existing civic centers. We went to watch people who could skate on the stuff they call ice.  That team persisted for a few minutes.  What was the name of the Mobile hockey team again?

We do have a minor-league baseball stadium here, built after most of you left Mobile.  The one in childhood was called Hartwell Field, and the Chuck Coners, aka, The Rifleman, played for the erstwhile Mobile Bears.  you know who.  The new stadium is out on Hwy 90. It's called locally, "The Hank."  You know who again.  Let's not foget the great Satchel Paige, whose nickname came during his days working baggage downtown at the trains station.  Both of them left as soon as possible and never looked back.  Wonder why?

Back to football, the 1970's, Alabama, and the Man.  This is the poem.




Bestiary for an October Night

It was the late 70's and I sat in the bleachers
one windy night to toast a coach named
after the bear he wrestled down as a boy in Arkansas.
An old man now, he waited us out
while under the lights a dance troupe from New York City
took to the twenty, more than a hundred
moving in unison in hound's tooth hats.

The Bear never looked up.
Could be so many images of one man repeated
was too much even for him.  Still,
when the elephant came out of the end zone
he was quick enough to mumble into a megaphone,
"What the hell is going on?"
I do not believe he had ever stopped to figure why

an elephant was the mascot of a football team
named after a tide of biblical blood,
only how the Crimson Tide came
between the Bengal Tigers and the Nittany Lions,
and where he himself stood, a game away
from passing Amos Alonzo Stagg
who, like the elephant, would soon be left in the outer dark.

Louie Skipper, from It was the Orange Persimmon of the Sun (2009). Used with permission.

For football fans in the South, 2009 has been a great year.  It might be a good time for non-fans, even the die-hard anti-fans, or ex-fans, to get interested in football in particular  and sports in general.


Later at Clark-Works, more posts, other topics. We'll see. For now, let this do as my version of a Sporting Christmas Card, with love for the game.


Happy holidays,
Clark


Thursday, December 17, 2009

All In Good Cheer

Tis the Season!  Passing along my Wish.
merrily ripped from TSS, just to you!

May all your candles point in the right direction for 2010.


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Selected Columns

These columns are from a small (very!) alternative weekly called the Harbinger, now long gone. I first wrote there and at another small paper during the 1970's an 80's, moved on to bigger papers and magazines, then came back home to briefly replace the irreplaceable Stonewall Boulet Stickney, who died in 1996. 









Some good soul put up an online selection. These first comes from 1996, the others from 1997. 

Requiem for Salvo
The Lie that Tells the Truth
JAMES DICKEY ~ Tuscaloosa MFA daze
Allen Ginsberg in Mobile

Best read late at night, in a slightly rueful mood. A splash of Scotch or some cold white wine helps.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Western Mind Eastern Heart

This originally appeared in Yoga International (March/April 1996) as part of a series on the Guru-Disciple tradition.  It  briefs the Teacher-Student, Guru-Disciple or Master-Apprentice relationship in the Western and Eastern traditions.


Western Mind ~  Eastern Heart
The Master-Disciple Tradition

 by


Clark Powell


        Despite obvious differences in ritual and terminology, the great spiritual traditions of the world appear to agree on one essential point -- the seeker of ultimate Reality should obtain the services a living master, zaddick, sheik, roshi, elder, lama, or guru. Anyone who takes the trouble to study the esoteric wisdom paths from primal or shamanistic cultures to the major world religions cannot fail to be struck by this repeated admonition: "Scriptures can take you only so far -- you must find a master!"

      But is this relevant today, especially in the democratic, information-rich society of the West?  Why can't we realize God or Self on our own, without involving a human guide or intermediary in this most intimate process? And how would we find such a guru anyway?  How would we recognize that person as an authentic master? Are there requirements or credentials we can look for in a master, regardless of the tradition he or she represents?

     Almost everyone who enters the spiritual arena with a sincere and adventurous heart eventually asks questions like these.  They are not just modern issues but are basic and perennial concerns that have been raised since pre-history.  Yet for some of us struggling to integrate the ancient guru-centric traditions of the East into our own time and far-different world, these have become critical and often painful questions.  Indeed, some of these private struggles are now legal issues, involving not only the outrage of individuals, but the heartbreak of whole communities.

     This article will focus on the first question: Is the guru-disciple tradition valid for a modern Westerner, or is it a defunct and outmoded model, too susceptible to abuse by both charlatan "gurus" on one hand and treacherous "disciples" on the other?  In the next issue, I will try to focus on the character and characteristics of the authentic guru as well as the qualified disciple, and talk about ways we might find such a teacher for ourselves, should we feel so inclined.

        Because the relation between guru and each disciple is intimate and unique and because yoga has always emphasized direct experience over abstract theorizing, I hope the reader will understand why I must include as an example of the guru-disciple tradition the ongoing relationship I have with my own guru, Parthasarathi Rajagopalachari, the third in the lineage of the masters of the Raja Yoga system known as Sahaj Marg, or Natural Path.  I feel that speaking of my own experience is first a matter of journalistic integrity in disclosing my own biases, and second, that my story is probably similar to that of other Westerners with other gurus, and so may serve as a kind of personal illustration of the concepts under discussion.

      I am not recommending my practice or my guru over others that may be equally or even more suitable for particular readers, or suggesting that the guru path is the only way to advance spiritually.  It is not. Nor is it for everyone at every stage in their spiritual journey.  But at least we might have some idea of what the guru-disciple tradition is actually about so that we can decide for ourselves.           

The Great And Powerful Oz

   Curiously enough, the idea of benefiting from a guru is repugnant to many Americans.  The "curiously enough" is inserted because, first of all, the Christian gospels present a perfect example of the guru- disciple tradition. No matter how it is interpreted by fundamentalist zealots, the New Testament is a no less than a disquisition on the role of the guru.  Far from being at odds with the other great traditions of the East, Western Christianity is in harmony with Sufism, Hinduism and Buddhism regarding the role of the teacher-exemplar.

       Second, it is curious that we Westerners balk at trusting a guru with our spiritual welfare when we feel no such reluctance in placing our physical well-being in the hands of other human beings almost every day.  The necessity of human interdependence is a fact of everyday life. Most of us eat food grown by others, wear clothes fabricated by others, and use computers and telephones we could never have invented and whose workings we hardly understand. When we board an airplane we willingly trust our lives to a pilot we have never seen; we trust a surgeon to open our bodies under anesthesia; even when we get in a car, we must trust the driving skills of other motorists. Why then do we resist the idea of trusting an adept, who is after all an expert coach or trainer in spirituality?

       Already I can hear the familiar objection: Yes, but what about the fake gurus?  It is true that charlatans and psychotics often attract large followings who honestly consider them to be gurus. It is also possible for genuine masters to make simple mistakes, or, more seriously, to devolve or backslide.  This is no less true today than it has been for centuries_it has always been part of the dance, and it will doubtless continue in the future.  But the existence of failed or counterfeit gurus does not mean that the real article isn't out there somewhere for these tragic figures to imitate, since counterfeits are impossible without genuine originals.  That authentic Rembrandts exist is not negated by the forged copies that surface; indeed, his mastery is confirmed by the counterfeits_for what fool would try to pass off a forged copy of something that was of no value, or never existed in reality?  This would be like making counterfeits of pennies or of 25-dollar bills. Dismissing all gurus because of false teachers or deluded cults may be comforting for us, since it allows us to remain in our cynical easy-chairs and do nothing about our own spiritual journey, but it is a bit too simplistic to dismiss the possibility that living gurus exist based on the behavior of a few sensationalized poseurs. This is like refusing to accept money because there may be forged notes floating around somewhere.

     Another misunderstanding of the guru-disciple tradition lies in the American tendency to fashion the spiritual domain into our notion of a democracy, where every individual is king and every man a priest.  But even the most cursory examination reveals that men and women are at many levels of enlightenment. This is also a mistaken view of the proper relation between the guru and chela, or student, and smacks of narcissism when it derives from a desire to approach God on our own terms with our egos intact, or even inflated by our imagined accomplishments. "I did it my way" may be fine for Frank Sinatra, but the wise ones understand the old proverb: "There is not room for two in one cot -- if God is to come into your heart, you must be absent."

       In short, few Westerners appreciate what the guru-disciple tradition really involves.  Many of us have accepted as a substitute for this understanding the familiar of media scandal mentality. We imagine some phony imperious leader who is suspiciously like ourselves in his desire for admiration and sex and money.  Furthermore, this guy, who is invested with all our own projected weaknesses, has duped a throng of gullible saps into believing him and obeying his every wish, just as the newspapers and newscasts reassure us whenever they can find such an example. Others among us secretly harbor a kind of comic-book expectation that our guru will be an infallible super-hero with miraculous powers of clairvoyance and other flashy yogic siddhis. Unfortunately, even those of us who have taken the trouble to gain direct experience with a guru are often influenced by these popular misconceptions. In the mind's continuing battle between defensive cynicism on one hand and naive romanticism on the other, the reality of the guru before us is often difficult to locate.

 

Pay no Attention to that Man behind the Curtain


       Despite these difficulties, many in the West are beginning to see that the ancient guru-disciple tradition of the East is actually one of mutual love and respect between two very human beings.  It need not be "transformed" to suit Western tastes, because the Eastern tradition has always been a reciprocal relationship between the master and heart-child, a relationship as often filled with fun and laughter as with difficulty and release.  The tradition of the guru, at least as I have experienced it, is certainly is not the culture-bound, patriarchal lord-and-serf affair that is currently being portrayed in some New Age circles.

       Perhaps I've simply been fortunate in my selection, but issues of power and authority do not arise between my Master and me any more than they would between a grandfather and his grandchild.  We simply enjoy being together.  Along with many in the West, I am coming to realize that no experience is more wonderful or more endlessly fascinating than having a lifelong relationship with a worthy guru. It is a relationship which can expand to fill the entire universe, a mystery which embraces all other possible human relationships -- mother and infant, father and son, friend and companion, mentor and student, lover and beloved.  Some of us are beginning to understand that knowing a Guru may be the greatest delight and the most fortunate experience that can come to a human being.

     My own master, whom we call simply Chariji, loves to joke and spin our unspoken biases.  For example, once when I walked into his kitchen he greeted me this way: "Hello, boss!"  Seeing that I was somewhat startled by this, he added, "Oh Clark, you are like most people. You don't want to have a boss, do you?  But you see, I want more and more bosses, for that would mean more people are accepting my services." Chariji is very clear that a guru must be one who is ever ready to serve, and should have absolutely no ideas of pride or arrogance, for as he was told by his own guru, "At the outset I cannot say that I am one of the best masters, but your experience will tell that I am one of the best servants."

       That being the case, I once suggested to Chariji that the word "master" is not a good one to use since it seems to get Americans so riled up, and that maybe the word "servant" should be used instead. He thought a moment, and said, "No, it would not be appropriate.  In India, when we say `Master,' the word does not imply a relationship, you know, master and slave.  `Master' really means only `one who has mastered himself.'"  And to this we might add a second quality: "One with the power to make others like himself."

      Though one's relation with a true guru is not hierarchical -- at least not from the viewpoint of the guru, who sees the Divine in all -- neither is it some casual, buddy-buddy kind of thing.  Human as the guru may be, he or she is also an extraordinary being whose divine nature must also be reckoned with.  Therefore, surrender and obedience have always played a central role in the life of the disciple.  Even so, Ram Chandra of Shahjahanpur, who is my own master's guru (he was known as "Babuji" since he worked as a clerk or babu), once told Chari that even when a master gives an order, the disciple must always verify it in his heart before acting, for whether he obeys his guru or not, the disciple remains responsible for his own choices and actions. In the same vein, Babuji's master, Shri Ram Chandra of Fatehgarh (or Lalaji, as he was known affectionately) made this observation:

     Three tests may be applied to a given decision or action: If the Scriptures, the guru, and one's heart agree, then the action is correct.

    One day I asked Chariji, "But what if the Scriptures and the external guru say one thing, and my heart says another?" Chariji's answer was clear: "Then you must follow your heart." So I asked him if he had ever disobeyed his own Master.  "I disagreed with Babuji many times," he chuckled, "but I never disobeyed him."   There is much to understand in this reply.  Sahaj Marg puts the premium on obeying ones heart.   And Sahaj Marg also acknowledges the mystery of bhakti, or love, in which the devotee and the beloved become one.  Thus Radha in her mystic union with Krishna calls her own name.  Thus John Lennon and Paul McCartney write, "I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together."

So in the end, there is no inner Master, no outer Master.  There is only the Master, withing and without.  Such a condition in Sahaj Marg is called layavastha.  It is very rare, and not everyone is made for this particular aspect of the Path.

     Thus, obedience in the tradition of Sahaj Marg becomes an intuitive art, since external discipline is never imposed.  No Sahaj Marg master issues orders; instead, he humbly makes requests or offers suggestions to his "associates," which was Babuji's term for most Sahaj Marg practitioners, and even then, those associates must listen closely to detect these delicate hints.  True gurus understand the difficulties of obedience, possibly because they were disciples themselves.  As Paramhansa Yogananda noted:  


"No disciple is forced to obey his guru. Freedom to accept or reject is one of the first laws of spiritual life.  Any guru who demanded mindless obedience from his disciples would attract only mindless disciples.  He would be given a wide berth by strong-willed devotees, who alone are fit for the path to God-realization."

       But recognizing the divinity of our guru does not mean that we must ignore the fact that the guru is also human.

        Can a master make mistakes?  Of course!  "The master may or may not be right, but the Truth is always right," Chariji once wrote me cryptically in a letter when I had strongly disagreed with some views he had expressed. Babuji used to joke that this is what made a master greater than God, for God is not able to make mistakes!  (It may also be one explanation for one of Babuji's more mysterious remarks: "God is limited, but the Master is unlimited.")

        Does a Master grow and change?  Naturally!  In Chari's view we should beware of any system headed by a "perfect" guru, because then the whole structure beneath that guru is static, like a frozen pyramid.  Because Sahaj Marg considers the Goal to be Infinite, it is said to be dynamic system in which even the Masters are still "swimming toward the Center."

      Balancing discriminating wisdom with great devotion, jnana with bhakti, is a rare talent, but in the great disciples one always finds that these two qualities are blended and inseparable.  Babuji liked to describe the ideal disciple as having "a Western mind and an Eastern
heart."  The way to God is not for "spiritual weaklings," as Yogananda liked to point out, yet such strong-minded, open-hearted disciples are rare not only in the West, but also in the East.  For this reason, Lalaji used to say, "I require lions, not sheep.  But I have admitted even sheep in my satsangh (here, 'association') for courtesy's sake."  And Babuji, who said he would rather have one lion than ten-thousand sheep, explained his preference with another statement:  "I have not come to make disciples.  I have come to make masters."

There's No Place Like Home

      Even granted that authentic gurus do exist, questions still remain, including these two:

Is a guru really necessary these days?  Can't we just go to the Source directly?   The answer to both questions, frankly, is "yes."  We can indeed go to the Source directly, without any assistance from a fellow human being, and we are welcome to try whenever we like.  Yet history has shown that very few are born with the capacity to realize the Ultimate in one lifetime without any assistance.  These may be what the Buddhists call the Tathagatas, which means literally "thus come," and the Hindus call Avataras, or divine incarnations, who are born not as we are, because of the dictates of our karma, but because they are sent into the world to instruct and to uphold the dharma.  But one must remember that even the great sages and saviors often required a human touch to awaken them or at least to consecrate them to their Work.  Buddha's enlightenment under the Bo tree had been prepared by all his efforts with the Brahmins and the ascetics; Ramakrishna's awakening was sparked by Totapuri; Jelaluddin Rumi's by Shems-i-Tabriz. We have no record of the training of Jesus, but the role of John the Baptist in inaugurating Christ to His work has been documented.

       Those who are more or less satisfied with their lives generally view an interest in gurus and spiritual matters as inexplicable or even downright weird.  For most people, the question of needing a guru never even surfaces, simply because very few venture beyond the comfortable neighborhood of the particular religion they were born into by an accident of geography.  Most of us can get by with the local priests or rabbis or mullahs, or with our own instincts, for that matter.

      Clearly, we need no guide to show us around our own front yard, but if we wish to climb the Himalayas, it is wise to seek out a sherpa. The spiritual seeker is an adventurer who must question the assumptions of conventional morality or religion, which explains why such souls have traditionally been subjected to tormenting doubt, deep despair, and serious trouble.  Because if you want to be honest about it, once we dare to depart the base camps of our everyday world, we soon discover that we're ascending a route that we can't comprehend toward a summit we're not sure even exists.

     At this juncture, those who reject the idea that they can benefit from a guru often don't appreciate the magnitude of the inner mountain which stands between them and the Ultimate.  Eventually, we may come to understand that the Path is filled with incredible difficulties and blind alleys of maya and ego, and why it is said that hundreds of lifetimes can be spent exploring what turns out to be a dead end.  We can easily mistake the crests of foothills for the final summits of spirituality, and never realize we have stopped far short of our destination.  The trek is often tedious and seemingly endless, and an experienced guru serves as both a comfort and a goad to keep us moving on till we have left even the mountain itself, and come to a place where there are no more valleys, no summits, no path, no master, and no disciple.

     Once we find this out for ourselves, we can see that it may not be childish dependency but mature judgment that leads some to seek the guidance of a master.  For as the old proverb says, "If you wish to know the Way, find the one who travels up and down upon it."



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Walters, J. Donald (Kriyananda).  The Essence of Self-Realization:The Wisdom of Paramahansa Yogananda.  Nevada City, CA: Crystal Clarity Publishers, 1990.


Still Funmy After All These Years




 
The Hollywood Squares
These answers from the days when Hollywood Squares was not scripted. Peter Marshall, the host, asked the questions. Thanks to Carl  and Classic Squares


Q. True or False, a pea can last as long as 5,000 years.
A. George Gobel: Boy, it sure seems that way sometimes.

Q. You've been having trouble going to sleep. Are you probably a man or a woman?

A. Don Knotts: That's what's been keeping me awake.


Q. As you grow older, do you gesture more or less with your hands when talking?
A. Rose Marie: You ask me one more growing old question, Peter, and I'll give you a gesture you'll never forget
! 

Q. Paul, what is a good reason for pounding meat?
A. Paul Lynde : Loneliness!

Q.
If you're going to make a parachute jump, how high should you be?
A. Charley Weaver: Three days of steady drinking should do it.


Q. According to Cosmopolitan, if you meet a stranger at a party and you think he's attractive, is it okay to ask if he is married?
 
A. Rose Marie: No wait until morning.

Q. Which of your five senses tends to diminish as you get older?
 
A. Charley Weaver: My sense of decency.

Q. What are 'Do It,' 'I Can Help,' and 'I Can't Get Enough'?
A. George Gobel: I don't know, but it's coming from the next apartment.

Q. Paul, why do Hell's Angels wear leather?
A. Paul Lynde: Because chiffon wrinkles too easily.

Q. In bowling, what's a perfect score?
A. Rose Marie: Ralph, the pin boy.

Q. It is considered in bad taste to discuss two subjects at nudist camps. One is politics, what is the other?
 A. Paul Lynde: Tape measures.

Q. During a tornado, are you safer in the bedroom or in the closet?
 A. Rose Marie: Unfortunately, Peter, I'm always safe in the bedroom.

Q. Can boys join the Camp Fire Girls?
A. Marty Allen: Only after lights out.

Q. When you pat a dog on its head he will wag his tail. What will a goose do?
A. Paul Lynde: Make him bark?

Q. If you were pregnant for two years, what would you give birth to?
A. Paul Lynde: Whatever it is, it would never be afraid of the dark.

Q. According to Ann Landers, is there anything wrong with getting into the habit of kissing a lot of people?
A. Charley Weaver: It got me out of the army.

Q.
It is the most abused and neglected part of your body, what is it?
A. Paul Lynde: Mine may be abused, but it certainly isn't neglected.

Q.
Back in the old days, when Great Grandpa put horseradish on his head, what was he trying to do?
A. George Gobel: Get it in his mouth.

Q. Who stays pregnant for a longer period of time, your wife or your elephant?
A. Paul Lynde: Who told you about my elephant?


Q. When a couple has a baby, who is responsible for its sex?

A. Charley Weaver: I'll lend him the car, the rest is up to him

Q. Jackie Gleason recently revealed that he firmly believes in them and has actually seen them on at least two occasions. What are they? 

A. Charley Weaver: His feet.

Q.
According to Ann Landers, what are two things you should never do in bed?
 A. Paul Lynde: Point and laugh