Wonderful Shekhar!! One day I will also recite this to my daughter... the day is nearing!!

Cheers,
Desh
Drishtikone.com

Hi Shekhar,

Absolutely awesome musings! Every word seeped with love and emotion!

Indeed all kids are born God. Little children carry the existence, the universe within themselves. Till they grow up and start going to temples, churches, mosques to find god!

Why do we grow up? Can’t we remain children always?

Sanjeev

beautiful..!

the Mystery .....
I remember as a little girl lying in the car as we drove and seeing the moon..

absorbed in This Mystery
my father taught me
"I see the moon
and the moon sees me..
God bless the moon
and God bless me"

thank you for sharing
what words can only point to..
love, Carolyn

When i am
embraced by the ocean
i feel
protected
nothing can go wrong
everything is as it is

peace is my natural being
it cannot get lost by asking
the question
when asked from the heart
cause my heart will always tell me
that the truth resides there

when my mind listens to my heart
then always am i capable to find the
child inside

i cannot loose it cause it is and was
my first experience

it is beautiful, it made me cry, thank you.

my nephew's little girl was visiting with her mama when she spotted a 2" x 3" picture of her papa on the coffee table. She instantly, picked up the picture, kissed it, and said "I love u, papa!"
As she ran around the house clutching the picture frame ~ she showed us the eternal embrace of LOVE

Hugs to ALL!
(((((((((((((((()))))))))))))))))

Dear Shekhar, great to see you back at Intent posting!! And, what a delicious tidbit of love you brought with you.

Absolutely adorable conversation between you and your little daughter.

How well, I remember my son when he were little; asking such great serious questions....kinda made me trip down memory lane...

thankyou Shekhar; your inspiring conversation with your daughter, was quite uplifting.

North

OK, no really. That is rather syncronistic! Few days ago i was all "I wish Shekhar would come back and blog" then last night i was up late and caught Elizabeth- one of my favorites on tv and stayed up later to watch the whole thing.. then i wake up to see you have blogged again!
hee :D

Anyway, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful post. I've said it once and i'll say it again.. what a lucky daughter you have ( and the other way around too i'm sure :) ). I've never seen anyone speak about divinity so honestly and simply to their child before. wonderful.

Dear DK, here is Shekhar's Golden Age blog:

http://www.shekharkapur.com/goldenage/

Now, you can pre-examine the production to date, and be ready with great Q's for Shekhar and Deepak when you see them mid-September. : )

North

There are countless definitions of Love all of them just a concept or chemical reaction,

Real Love is none conditional, it is beyond conception and outside of ideas. It flows past us and through us every second and is a field of Infinate power.

The love for ones Children is not even real Love or true Love, That is a high level of attachment as it is for a husband and wife. When you truely understand and experience real love and real understanding then there is no longer any differences between the things you love or any depth or level of loving, individual friendships and relationships become meaningless totaly, for the simple reason that there is only one relationship you have that applies to all things and not to seperate things. The entireity of existence is your friendship and your relationship, there are no longer any forms of attachment.

We search for God, we Look in every place in every idea for god, we try to understand God, we are obsessed with God and yet God is the most self evident phenomenon we can experience.

everything you can experience is the divine miracle.

What is funny is that the Human Mind need not have existed...... the Mind in it's self is a function where by living tissue can interact with a cosmic intelligence, this cosmic Intelligence can be influenced by the Mind, the Mind has endless choice when it asks the cosmic Intelligence for things or Information. But the Mind is not a deliberate creation, what we know as a mind could possibly be one of many ways of Interacting with the cosmic Intelligence, there may be some other method like a mind that can communicate with the cosmic force and has a greater capacity for understanding and even greater influence.

So the Mind for me is Not and was not Neccasery or deliberate...The mind is like everything else....... just an Endless possibility, that came to be through possibilities of endless none deliberate choice and happening.

We try to Use the Mind to question our state of being, yet there is no answer to our state of being and that is simply because the divine lord does not require a reason to exist in any form..... but yet there is still the miracle of endless choice where by you may ask Why am I?

But do not expect an Answer!

Osho said it best when questioned on what was God and asked to explain God he said in return.......

"Who is that asks the question"

so there is your answer!

Love

Simon xx

Thanks for the "child-like" reminder, Shekhar, and a "hug and thank you" from all of us--to your daughter, for reminding us also.

Your voice has been sorely missed here, Shekhar; I'm sure you've been reminded of that fact more than a few times by now--great to "see you" here again.

Rather than spoil your blog with my attempts at countering you, and the other Intentbloggers, with a poem of from me--I'd rather share some of the power of that child-like wonder since I read your first poems here last July.

Since then, the Intentblog brought me one of those ever-rare "best friends"; one that's now materialized in the flesh with our first journey being to the Chopra Center's "new digs" in Colorado--more importantly however is the fact that this Intentblogger, Patzi, brought "Bat" with her, and Bat got to be close friends with my stuffed Panda bear when they both came to stay at my place after the meditation/yoga weekend with Deepak & Co.

It's important to understand that Bat is uncategorizably cute stuffed animal also--and the combination effect that Bat and my Panda (who's named after "Dr. C." after Patzi's dad, who's now crossed over and has to have an earthly counterpart to keep us in check with!)--well, in addition to those "sources of unconditional love,".....

.....well, to the great dismay of Patzi's "gardening neighbors" in her home state of Ohio, a couple of real-life furry friends have materialized in Patzi's yard--to keep an eye on her property--one is a bug "smug rabbit" who just lounges in the front yard and irritates the neighbors with his completely "untouchable" attitude--whom I refer to as "that silly rabbit," and then there is "baby rabbit," who is much less haughty about visiting directly with Patzi, and directly expresses that love for Patzi by "laying in wait," and following her around the yard.

We've got a fall full of journey's coming up together, and hopefully one that includes me actually getting to meet these fur-bearing friends in person! I'll make sure to give them a hug for your daughter, should they allow me to approach them for a real-life visit, and maybe even one where I can pet them--if not, "Bat and Dr. C." send their love to your delightful daughter--and of course, her father too!

That "child-like" magic indeed works very practical wonders, and very real manifestations, into the lives of those "who can see," and/or those who can remember again--"You're never too old to have a happy childhood!"

So of course we will "see you" sometime, Shekhar; at the very least, through the spirit of you, as it is imbued into that latest film of yours (and your Intent-blogs, and poetry too!!!)--Dave

Dear Shekhar...I was just talking to Heather abt your movie Masoom and the Awesome song in it. Nice coincidence to see u here.

Children are really a Wonder!! A Beauty, Innocence which is hard to find in our Adult world. So are the animals. So natural, Just unpolluted by the dirt and corruption of this world.

Hope you're doing very well in your Ventures.

Love..Sachin

This is simply beautiful.

how syncronistic ...

as Shekhar has been in my mind...

after a recent trip to the wild and to the high mountains of Drakensberg ...

to visit my black eagle friend ...

to find that the owner, without knowing I would be coming had kept 4 of his feathers for me ...

including his first flying feather to be released ...

as I arrived back home and felt like watching inspirational movies I asked ...

what movies do you have from Shekhar???

Elisabeth...

and I am not sure if we do have "the four feathers..."

The four feathers ??

wondering what this is all about ..

in this connection I have no idea ...

except that I can see myself engaging with my heart in teh same way Shekhar does with his little one ...

realising how more tranquil I am feeling ...

after one of my biggies with God ...

once again ...
raising my finger ...

forgeting how blessed I actually am...

Shekhar ...

thank you ...

and yes ...

I would love to know more about the meaning of the 4 feathers ...

a confirmation ...

maybe ...

that God listens ...

present everywhere ...

in love ...

that knows no boundaries ...

irrepective of our human frailties ...

"That "child-like" magic indeed works very practical wonders, and very real manifestations, into the lives of those "who can see," and/or those who can remember again--"You're never too old to have a happy childhood!""

Thank you David for this great truth! I am very happy for you that your life is filled with magic miracles at the moment :)

From a certain point in my life i have given that child inside the freedom to dream again and to remember dreams i had forgotten.

And by the pure magic of doing so i have been able to make a lot of them come true, also by working together with others who made theirs come true also. We had at that moment the advantage of the new technology of computers that just came available for consumers. It is a long story to tell, but i am ever so grateful i followed my dream(s) at that time.

I am sixty now and still making dreams come true :)

So just remember your dreams you had when you were a child. Forgotten dreams are missed chances that can be made true as yet. Everything is possible right now.

Mieke: Loved hearing from you! You made me think of Carl Jung, when he said, "What did you love doing as a child? Look there, in your memories, for clues as to what you're real life's purpose is!"

When I was a boy, from 7-15 years of age, I loved growing things under my father's tutleage--and building all kinds of forts--tree forts, underground forts.......

.....and so Patzi and I hope to find some property in the NW of the US--and take a forest, and "build stuff," and grow some fruit trees, and.....we'll....have some of those "silly rabbits" come and make a home in the trees, with us! Dave

It's odd really... how we spend our childhood, dreaming of adulthood--believing there is such a freedom with it. Unbeknownst to a small child however, is the ignorant bliss of not knowing the depth of responsibility we will have as adults.

Then, as we age--we strive to reach into the depths of our inner voice--that child, forgotten, ignored, or just plain stopped staying in tune with; and hope to re-examine the cracks and crevices made on our journey to adulthood; so we can mend, heal and/or otherwise--learn to be innocent again in our perspectives...to see the world anew, whole; without blemish.

I am just beginning to listen to my inner child; and what a voice she has!! What marvelous dreams, were left on the beach of puberty... and now, to reach out, and touch that child, to bring her into the open!!

Great topic...

North

Shekhar,

Nice to hear from you, I guess you just told us.

Are you going to direct Infinite Play The Movie?

It is unique, a somewhat improvisational film, the dialog detail is up to the Actor's characters within guidelines (just like in real life) and the inclusion of certain lines. The audience is already doing the story board.

I don't know of any "One" else that might be able to handle the job.

That sounds really great Dave. I wish you and Patzi a most wonderful dream fort with lots of trees (with many fruits and rabbits :)).

Dear North, your inner child is shining through your terrific pictures already. Thank you for the wonderful loving butterfly card :)Good luck to you!

When i was a girl of about 10 years old, i used to see the most wonderful scenery with huge mountains in the clouds, also castles etc. In our days we as kids used to play a lot outside and in our neightbourhood we had a lovely garden with all kinds of fruit trees. Later when discovering my creativity on the computer i could reproduce all my visuals in 3D Virtual reality and walk through them again :)

Dear Shekhar,
This poem is so beautiful. It's about perfect love.
Donatella

Dear Mieke,

I’ve never “chatted” with you before, but I have certainly read many of your posts. Just wanted to thank you for your good wishes regarding David’s and my dreams. This has truly been a magical year! I wish you much success in your new creative adventure!

Patzi

Dear Patzi,
y a-t-il des cloches de mariage à l'avenir pour toi et Dave?
May the magic continue!
Blessings,
~ Kate

dear ww,
I have this fascination with the way words can be changed and rearranged. You are so amazing in this way.

I agree with this - what you say about love - there are many cliches about it.

Only Love breaks the cliches, and leads one out of 'ego' into living in the present moment. Here I am now, and celebrating it with - you.

Love,
:)
~ Kate

Dear Mieke, so glad you got my card!! That was fast in getting there, wow!!

Thankyou for the compliments re: my designs. I've given up on trying to make a living using them though... what a farce of a dream, that was...I'm just not good/knowledgable enough in the field...I took graphic design 7 years ago..my software is that old...I am not current on designing... it was all a me-joke.

T'was like a nurse trying to be a surgeon; when she was merely a clown.

After Patzi's cover is finished, I plan on going offline...and hibernate.

My inner child wants to go "home"... where that is, she does not know....all she knows is..she is very tired, and anxious to get there.

Love, North

Dear North,
I beg to differ with you - your designs are good enough! They are unique and special, and I have always enjoyed your willingness to share them at intent.

Remember the famous movie (and book) The Wizard of Oz. I am thinking of your wish for Home, and like Dorothy - that wish became fulfilled, after a fantastic adventure/misadventure/eye-opener ending!

With deep love,
~ Kate

Dear Kate, Mieke, Shekhar... poems for you.

Poem 1:

The eternal flame,
which keeps my heart on fire,
is my only desire.

I release my burdens there;
and my fears, and wants disperse;
within the Blessed purse.

DDS - September/16/2004 at 10:15am

Poem 2:

There is a giant, that we keep,
and like keepers of the deep,

we lock it up, with keys;
and use it, as we please.

It bends us down, on our knees,
when we realize, the giant,
never sleeps.

By: DDS (October/22/2004 at 11:17pm )

Love is: caring about someone, more than ourselves.

North

Dear Kate,

Thank you also for your blessings on David’s and my travels. Most importantly, David and I are two “best friends” who happily will share in the adventure of our dreams.

Patzi

Patzi,

I wish you both the best!

Tree-hugging and snuggle-bugging

with Dave and all his invisible friends,

sounds like a fun(although bizarre)blazing

good time. Say hello to Smokey for Me2

if'n ya happen to see 'em.

He owes me one...long story...about matches...

although, not the kind you light.

One of these days, after Dave is finished with me,

I'll have to read your book. Tell him to fit it in somewhere.

Happy trails to U2! Keith

Keith,

You are definitely one of the more fun and spunky writers on Intentblog!

If Smokey happens to saunter by when David and I are out in the woods, we’ll have him email you a “beary” helpful email on matches.

Patzi

Thank you Patzi for your wishes :)

And North, these poems are true, i do agree with you, though caring about your(inner)self is the first step to arrive at the last sentence...?

Hi Simon,
I received your card from Ireland this morning.
It shows a beautiful country with many interesting places to visit. Great to read you had a wonderful time.

Love to all, xx

Thanks Mieke... self-awareness indeed, is a self-commitment for life! : )

North

Shekhar! Welcome back. I am so tired and just thought that I would check the blog before I go to sleep....what a great surprise to see your poetry...You truly have been an inspiration to me and the writing I restarted last summer. I hope that your film is doing well as well as yourself and your family.

God and The Connection...

like a light bulb that is that "aha moment"
like the light that goes on that Christmas tree
like the feeling of love when you connect with that special person
like the prayer that you feel God has heard.

like the feeling when someone dies after your last words
like the tear that falls when one grieves
like the moment that is insync where all is right
these connections are real....
and they are strong.
They are invisable,
but they are real....
very real...and very powerful.

Thanks again Shekhar...

Love, Joanie

Joanie..that was so pure!! It gave me goose-bumps!

North

Dear Joanie,

“like the feeling when someone dies after your last words”

My father died during my prayer of passing. He waited until I was able to get there, and passed shortly after. I connected with your entire poem, but these words made me especially pause and remember.

Love, Patzi

Dear Patzi, your experience gave me goose-bumps too. Though, it must have been so very difficult, I am sure your prayer, made it beautiful for him Patzi! (Hug)

I hope, when my time comes; that someone will read words of love for me too...

North

Dear North,

When I realized there was no way to bring my father back, I felt it was my duty, and privilege, to help him be reborn into his next phase of existence. I wanted to be instrumental in handing his soul over to those waiting for him. I felt his last pulse as I held his hand. It was very hard, but I love my father and wanted to do this for him. He, in turn, gave me the gift of passing during my prayer.

Love, Patzi

BE an instrument of Thy peace....

Dear Patzi, I commend you your courage and strength to do such a beautiful gesture, in honour of the father you greatly loved. It was your father, in part; whom gave you the courage; and you gave it back to him, when he needed it the most.

My love, admiration is yours,

North

Dear North,

Thank you for your beautiful words. I have tears in my eyes. It is true that much of who I am came from my father.

Love, Patzi

(((Patzi))) In January 2002, when my brother Ross died at 48; he'd asked me when his son was born, to write his eulogy. He specified a man to read it, and gave names. But, all the men he gave, were in a "formal" Mason group, and it was left to me, as a last choice.

I did so beautifully. No blubbery crying, he begged. He used to sneak up behind me, and run his knuckle up my spine. I never heard him sneak up on me. We are part Ojibwa(wink.)

On the moment my name was called, I was shaking inside violently; reaching for the Tao, it all but failed me in my sorrow.

But, as I stood up, my spaghetti-legs shaking, suddenly stopped. I felt a tingle right up my spine...just like Ross used to do.

From that, I realized; "Ross was with me" to ensure I saw his wish's to the letter; my love for him, is eternal... his big-brotherly courage, came when I needed it most...

The weird thing was, I did so well; encorporating my poetry, as was per his wish's; he loved my poetry, and used to have me write one/two, to girlfriends when we were teens... I was reading as an Professional Eulogist(if there is a such); that I recieved so many hard hugs after, it moved my right shoulder blade out many inch's. Took me months and lotsa sacrificing, for moola for chiropractor. I really DID look like a bent this way, and that way woman, come next day.

Not sure why I spilled all of this... it's moose-hunting season soon... we used to be hunting guides... we used.. well, memories never go away... and these treasured one's, give me joy.

Much love,
North

Hi Mieke,

Yes I had a fantastic time in Ireland, it is one of the most beautiful and spiritual places I have ever visited and intend to go back again real soon.

Back to work now :-(

LOL

Love Simon xx

A beautiful and yet simple way to explain the presence of God to children. Its necessary to instill the beleif in kids that there is a universal power and that it also lies within us...