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Thank you, Sekhmet, it's helped me to keep this wee journal, as well...
DAY 6
Plus ca change, cos today I am now 9 hours away from day 7, but I am absolutely shattered. Really, very tired. Somehow or other I was up until just gone midnight last night (this morning), which following my 4.30 am wake-up means I stayed awake for a 20 hour day! Not that unusual under ordinary circumstances, but under the present circumnstances, well, it certainly surprised me.
To my increasing bewilderment, i woke up at 4.30am again this morning. This time it was less FF-TING! and a bit more UUURGH! though, as I was bone-tired. Did a full yoga series just before bed, and the LBRP, and my goodness, can I ever feel it today...It's not like post-gym feeling, which is often the result of overworking or exerting muscle groups, it's much more gentle (yoga), working with and in harmony with your muscle strength/weight ratios, but Ashtanga is far and away the most trenuous physically, requiring a lot of upper body strength and conditioning of the abdmoinal chakra's, or Tan Tien...So yeah, I'm pooped.
Last thing my beloved mentioned before falling asleep last night was a Subway sandwich. Last night proved to be my Wilderness moment, actually, as I spent the entire half-watching, half-reading a book (Total I Ching, by Stephen Karcher, highly recommended to students of the oracle) duration of Matrix: Revolutions completely distracted, drooling over a rotating 3-D semi-hallucinatory fantasy of a foot long Subway sarnie, with double cheese, tuna, toasted, everything in it, and Honey Mustard dressing. God, I love those things at the moment. Bit of a pig that I'm satying vegan until Winter Solstice, or I'd lay into one in the middle of next week...
But, I'm nearly there for this fast. After my Long Dark Night of the Subway, I feel refreshed and strong again today. Very glad its the weekend, I don't think I could face work today...Will chill out with my son today, then go shopping for food to prepare tomorrow for breaking the fast...need spinach, dark greens, tomatoes, cabbage, carrots, beets, turnip, celery and alfalfa sprouts. Will have the cabbage, carrots, beets, celery and turnip all shredded in a salad with the alfalfa sprouts, and Apple Cider vinegar and squezzed orange juice as a (large!) raw salad and dressing to start...this acts as a big 'snowplough' through the gut, forcing the digestive msucles to work hard and really get shifting...followed by steamed spinach and dark greens and tomatoes with garlic, topped with apple cider vinegar and liquid aminos, and maybe some brewers yeast flakes to follow, which is delicious, and really, really good for you...
Fruit in the morning for brekky, loads of it, vegetable juices throughout evening and morning, then more raw salaads and perhpas a cooked (steamed) vegetable for lunch - buttersquash, probably, then Monday night I can start eating wholegrains, bread, rice etc. again, and whooppee to that. I've got some home made houmous on the way that is deeeeeee-licious, and some nice bread and, bean curries and all sorts that I just feel ready to explode anticipating.
It's been a mad ride so far. I don't think I could go on for 10 days just yet. I'll resume my daily fast regime for another threee months, leading up to another cleanse and 7 day fast in February, then same again up to a possible 10 day in the middle of Summer.
I'm currently experienceing mild, and not unpleasant, closed eye hallucinatory effects, purple squares that dance about in interesting geometries, and in low light my vision becomes very squamous, and breathes in a manner familiar from mild psilocybin intoxication. I definitely have great clarity, my mind is purposive, undistracted, and the connection from this experience to spiritual clarity is clear, even over this realtively short duration...it is a very humbling exercise in the cultivation of a foundation of Gratitude, something my work with the Daime has spelled out in letters as large as the Universe. The foundation from which an honest and correctly lived life springs and is built upon is, deep, deep at the base, gratitude. Without that, one is nothing more than a channel being hoppped through looking for something more compelling, a side-show of self-absorbed showboating. The notion that life owes one something, that there must be more to it than this is, imo, completely missing the train. Trapped at station Oblivion. This is it. You've arrived. Here it is, Heaven. Welcome!
Abwoon d'bwashmaya, that's the Aramaic for the first line of the Lord's Prayer, translated, though Hebrew, to Greek, to English, extremely poorly and stripped of all it's resonance, as 'Our Father, which art in heaven'. The word taken to be 'heaven', a word which appeared in many of Jesus' sayings, is shmaya, from it's root shem, which may mean light, sound, vibration, name or word, and the ending -aya shows that this shining includes every centre of activity, every place we see, as well as the potential abilities of all things. Thus the vibration or word by which one can recognize the Oneness, the Unity - God's name - is the Universe...Aramaic is (was) a very different language to Greek, and the concept of 'heaven' as presently understood, being an abstraction, an afterlife dwelling palce, seperate from the Universe would have been totally alien to Jesus, as would the notion of God as seperate from universe, nature and man. A closer translation for this phrase, though by no means accurate or exhaustive is more along the lines of 'Absolute Being, Oneness, source of all process and appearance, vibration of creative breath from One as it touches and interpenetrates form, Divine Birthing process, Holy parent, whose sound and name as it rises and shines in space we are able to recognise by manifestation in and of the Universe'...
Wow. Not quite as staightforward as the KJV, then. It's hard for Western mind to grasp how single words in Aramaic can have such multiple and textured meanings, but this was and is totally natural to native Middle Eastern mystics. Isn't it beautiful?
Anyway, enough preaching, this is my work, no-one elses, and I hope it's not vain sharing it this way - the way it comes out sounds like I mean it as TEH TRUTH!1, but it's only my take...
Enough for now, I have to tidy the devastation wrought by my son and his mate around the house. Gah.
Laterrrrzzzz |
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