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1. Holding
Hands with 500 People in a Circle
2.
Lusting in Life
3.
Are We Following our Destinies?
4. Mood Swings
5. Natural
Nalection
6. Pivital
Experiences
7. Creativity
Self-biography
Sometimes I fall into moods where
introspection leads me to poetry
and utter positiveness.
Like this weekend ...
There was an overflowing of unbroken
opportunities
to relate in a receptive setting
...
The consciousness of the group exponentially
lifts itself higher,
like a chattering jaw quivering
uncontrollably to the intensity of energy exchange.
Not exactly a nervous feeling, but
that of disbelief.
Is it really reality, do I perceive
love to be this real,
realized in one moment by the whole
group,
embracing, holding to it steadfastly?
Without consideration of any other
purpose in the moment,
we see each other eye to eye, bare
as bones ...
tender as a lily ... stable as granite!
Why do we stray from this place of appreciation?
I vow to always try and live in this love.
We are not separate; only by the
air do we perceive a barrier.
Other worlds explored instantly
through imagination
are just as real as my lamp in front
of me ...
***
We never stop falling in love ...
At different stages different loves
appear,
ones that can shift our mindstream
to the far left.
We dream their vibrations.
They appear so compatible.
Our body is filled with the fast
vibrating
vibration allowing us to be present
in the now.
We let the subconscious raise up
these wellings
of percolating interests,
embracing the easy and feel-good
tones,
breaking through stagnation of resentments
and hopeful change ...
The everlasting urge to hug the
world pervades!
***
I see others sometimes upset that they're not following their intuition. If we see our choices as unacceptable to even ourselves, why do we continue to put up with them?
It's easy to maintain; change is perceived as difficult. To embody change in emotionally charged situations where we are clinging, and hoping for better, will only create disappointment ... unless we can take every day and event as a surprise.
Not expecting, putting our stakes in, and allowing the possibility of loss fosters a positive outlook where we are able to see new opportunities to take. Life is short and long in 'perception,' and our viewpoint in this makes all the difference in situations we attract to ourselves. We can take every moment, savor it, and let our thoughts run wild with new reflections. Or, think of losses in the past and gains for the future, not allowing us to really be in the only reality we can grasp, and that is the now.
The gut says, "Something is just not right; why do I continue with this situation? If I let this one go I will be lonely or miss the action and opportunity that my present half-strength situation offers me. I feel trapped; I know something better and representative of my visions of self-actualization is out there."
Am I strong enough to stick up for my gut?
Letting go and giving in to long-term goals, yet recognizing the present situations around us, and engaging in the healthy activities in relating to others is a fresh breath of air energizing the way we are in true nature.
True nature ...
healthy in mind, expressing humility,
open to the universe, accepting
the bad,
marching toward the light,
the expressive gut leading the weak
ego
to fulfill our life purposes without
stagnation.
***
Moods elude us,
fluctuations between connection
and solitude.
I take the space and dunk myself,
seeing another's perspective into
other ways of being.
I now know or relatively perceive
how a plight may be funky.
We are quirky in nature,
taking time to step outside our
bodies to gaze
upon ourselves in action,
the second voice in the head ...
Embracing steadfastly the fixation
on my human actions,
this body we use,
is it of me ... or am I of it?
If we (the body and the mind) are
one
then how can I have this duality
...
The body does not analyze the mind,
but the mind
analyzes the body ... so simple
this seems,
two realities,
inseparable for the time being.
We must deal with it,
just give into the funky human union,
and accept ourselves as one!
***
Cop-outs copying careless characters,
cutting cool coffins carefully,
creates clear communication of our
obvious
operant observation of obtundation,
allowing another absolutely advanced
perfect
placement,
flowing freely forgetting frets!
***
Caged on the edge of our capacities,
the new
reality begins to present itself.
The heart
beats faster as a embodiment of
its meaning
threatens our present and familiar
belief system.
New territory surfaces through
disillusion, then
the light peaks through our clouds
of resistance.
We know to stay and ingest
the teachings, but
the body wants to run away.
Too intense! Will I
be the same content person after
the perceived
sabotage? Reluctantly, we
realize how powerful
our choices are. Whether to
run away or listen
to the new insight, we instinctively
keep
continuing to love ourselves using
defenses to
avoid insanity, thus maintaining
the new and
everchanging formula of balance.
So many points
to see in our solar system, all
of them perceived
with equal merit, selectively embraced
by the
individual lighting up their room
for the next
karmic adventure.
***
Expressions of perception by the
artist are
perceived by a reaction in the observer.
Infinite collages creatively constructed,
dreams
connected to earth, tales told without
words,
songs sung by our gazes, styles
applied to the
canvas of the mind.
Chaos throws down freedom to
our clenching dehydrated bodies,
new blood
instigates spontaniety. Arteries
of individual
expression open ourselves and each
other to new
manifestations.
***
Self-biography
by Sarada Svensson, July 2003
written as a 23 year old ...
Do I dare let all the human emotions
tangle me up? It has been since the beginning of my life, recounts
of independence
and defiance. I want to know
it for myself firsthand ... what life tastes, smells, sees, hears and feels
like.
My family can recall as a toddler, I would walk towards strangers and start exploring and relating to them, without checking to see if my family was monitoring me.
I reach out to people and seek to
feel their expressions. Few areas of our society are not worth exploring
for me. I
found myself as a brat in childhood.
I resisted the guidance of others, insisting my behavior modifications
would come from my choices. I felt comfortable in my choices and
wished to let them run free. Thank goodness that I was the fifth
child of my mother (Susan Kramer),
and she had already been broken in. As karma has it though, my escape
from discipline was not total; my father (Roger Svensson) had me as his
first child, and I got both sides of the parenting coin. With both
my parents, and my step-mother Maggie, I could not imagine a better upbringing
with gentler loving guidance. They created my world, together.
I have had the somewhat rare privilege of a liberal childhood. I
was a
lacto-ovo-vegetarian up until 2
months ago when I tried fish. Being raised in a vegetarian household,
community members coming to our house for satsangs, friends as joyful playmates,
one year living on an ashram in Virginia with beloved Sri Swami Satchidananda,
attending his private school, learning yoga and meditation, and being a
protected child without knowing it, has really set my course to the leftward
direction.
I choose to maintain this course
through community service as a R.N. in the hospital, political moves within
"progressive liberalism," loving my cat Cali to death, maintaining a vegi
garden, helping my personal friends in almost any way
possible, and spending as much of
my spiritually awake states in the singing bowl vibrational tones.
There are days when I won't leave my house, and it's like the whole building
is transformed into a playground of interest. I adore those days!
I now live in Santa Barbara where I have spent 21 years of my life. I'm seeking the path of an affective holistic healer. The medical field is so full of opportunities and my current job as an R.N. in the neurology department is keeping me busy. I'm also a part of the Electronic Desert Dance Movement; we go under the name of Moontribe. This is a collective of wonderful friends committed to love for one another through music, dancing, hugging and intellectual conversation. I'm the nurse there and care for the emotionally and physically distressed partiers in conjunction with my dear friend Mason.
Giving to others brings me so much joy, and that is the bottom line!
Sarada
***
"The Shades of our Lives" ©
2003 Sarada Svensson, R.N.
email
happysarada@yahoo.com
photo at top of page:
Sarada Svensson, R.N.