The Healing Power of Flowers

Nature has always been the traveling partner of spiritual seekers along their

Name:  Spiritual Power of Healing

Name: Spiritual Power of Healing

journey towards enlightenment.  Throughout religious history, even the great Spiritual Masters found their Way with the help of Nature.  The Buddha is known to have attained enlightenment while meditating under a Bodhi Tree, while Jesus also went into the desert for forty days and forty nights where he found his own spiritual victory.  Today’s spiritual seekers are no less drawn towards Nature as a place to find inner peace and silence, as a retreat and refuge away from the constant activity and chaos of modern life.  One finds that the energy and Spirit of nature draws one deeper within oneself, or beyond oneself, and inspires one to be more receptive to the contemplation of Existence and the meaning of Life.  It allows us an opportunity to connect more intimately with our inner Self and with the Divine, with God.  There is an undeniable Divine Presence in Nature, which holds the power to awaken us not only to the beauty around us in the world and life, but also in ourselves.  This truth becomes even more evident and palpable when we gaze into the spiritual power and significance of flowers.

As someone who has worked closely with flowers in spiritually inspired gardens that vibrate with a mystical Force, I have experienced first-hand the power that flowers have to influence and change one’s inner nature.  Flowers are, in their very essence, concentrated Consciousness, as everything in life is.  All of life lives and breathes by this Divine Consciousness which animates everything.  It breathes just as much in nature and in the rock as in us humans, only in different ways.  And it breathes in flowers as well.  When we are able to understand the innate and inborn Connection between what we call God, the Divine, Spirit, and the very material, physical life of Nature that we have manifested from, then we can begin to see the unity between ourselves and Nature also.  We can begin to find a connection to the Divine in all of life, and especially in Nature and flowers.

Name:  Divine Smile

Name: Divine Smile

There lies within flowers a deep power for healing and transformation.  Their power is not merely a symbolic representation of a quality of life, not merely a tool to express what we feel inside us, but rather is an actual force of material Consciousness which is held within the vibration of their physical existence.  They vibrate an Essence which is pure and true to their existence, their own unique self-truth, which is inherently connected to a vaster Spiritual and Divine Truth, their Source and Being – which is our Source and Being as well.  The healing power of flowers lies not only in their scent or their oils or external beauty, all of which have been used for ages in aromatic and other healing therapies, but also in their very material vibration and spiritual consciousness. When we meditate and concentrate upon their nature, flowers can evoke within us the qualities of consciousness which they hold within them, and which lie deep within us as well, hidden from our own awareness by all the veils of false perceptions, ignorance, doubts, confusions, and all the other inner obstacles we confront within ourselves as we seek to know better who we truly are, where we come from, and where we are going.  When we allow ourselves the opportunity to truly BE with a flower, to meditate and concentrate with it, we can open ourselves to experiencing the truth which that flower is bringing into the Earth consciousness, including ourselves.  Our intention to open to the truth of the flower is like a bridge being built between ourselves, our consciousness, and the essence of the flower, the consciousness of the flower.  Our own Energy reaches out to the Energy of the flower, and receives what it has to offer us through the innate Unity that exists between us and Nature, and the Divine that dwells within All.

During the last century, a wise and enlightened being by the name of Mirra Alfassa,

Name:  Beauty of Attachment to the Divine

Name: Beauty of Attachment to the Divine

a French woman of Egyptian andTurkish descent, known lovingly as the Mother in the Sri Aurobindo Ashram in India, identified the spiritual names of over 900 flowers during her life before she left her body in 1973.  She also envisioned and began the building of an international township called Auroville, which currently includes a central park area with many gardens whose sole purpose is to inspire and awaken the healing, transformation, and evolution of human Consciousness towards a more Divine Life.  As a gardener who worked in these gardens of Auroville, I have experienced directly the divine Grace that works through the diverse life of flowers.  I was previously in my life never interested in flowers, but as I worked more closely with the Earth and the beautiful flora and fauna around me, I realized what a blessing it is to know and experience the significance of these flowers, and to understand their power to aid our personal healing and spiritual transformation.  I recently visited one of my favorite trees, the Champaca, which has an extremely aromatic flower.  The spiritual significance of this particular type of Champaca flower is Divine Smile.  And, indeed, when one takes in the strong aroma of this delicate flower one can sense and feel the energy change within oneself and evoke a definite smile into one’s being, even into the body’s cells.  One may not think that a smile might be healing, but they truly are, and the power of a Divine Smile, a profoundly powerful smile which radiates throughout all of existence, behind everything and everyone in every moment, is a powerful truth which can be experienced in our own conscious depths.  It is transformational to realize this within oneself, and a flower holds a great opportunity for us to grow in the experience of this. 

There are so many flowers which can help one to connect with a greater sense of oneself and healing.  They are powerful tools to explore and experiment with, to discover more about one’s own inner nature and even unlock secret qualities of life that one might not have experienced about oneself before.  For those who wish for more direct healing power, perhaps the Petrea shrub, also known as Spiritual Power of Healing, might be of interest.  Or, if one has some sweet basil in one’ garden, then one could take the moment to connect with this flower’s Joy of Union With the Divine.  As we seek healing, however, we must remember that the healing power of flowers is not only limited to healing our bodies of illness or disease, but also healing on all the planes of our being – mental, emotional/vital, physical, cellular, spiritual and beyond.  It is our openness and willingness to experiment and explore the nature of flowers which will ultimately give us our own living experience of their power of healing, and even more importantly, of our own healing powers.

For more information on the Spiritual Significance of Flowers, please see the website http://www.blossomlikeaflower.com.

Name:  Victorious Love

Name: Victorious Love

The Karma of Karma

Over the past few decades the word Karma has made its way into the western language and cultural expression, one of the many spiritual concepts inspired by the teachings of Yoga and the eastern spiritual traditions.  The popular and general understanding of Karma that pervades the world today is mostly limited to the idea that Karma is all about “consequences.”  How many times do we hear someone reacting to a “bad” or “good” situation in their life as being a “result of past karma”?  Most people seem to believe that karma is about receiving in life whatever one puts out into the world through one’s own actions and vibrations, that one’s actions determine the future result.  There is this perception that karma boils down to a sort of mystical “reward and punishment” distribution system, like a mechanical machine that simply doles out only the same as what one gives, sort of like “an eye for an eye”, where one is trapped in a vicious cycle of re-creating the same vibration and the same experiences throughout life.  It seems that many people think that the only possible way for there to be “justice” and growth comes from being subjected to the same ignorance or wrong actions that one has been living and expressing.  This way of perceiving Karma is simply a very narrow, partial, and negative understanding of a Life that is far more vast, far more diverse, and far more Magical and Powerful than this limited understanding of Karma presents.  I would like to suggest to all the yogis and yoga teachers that now grace our world in these times that we must go beyond this negative perception of Karma as being only a system of rewards and punishment, of consequences for past actions, and discover that there is a Higher Truth to Karma hidden behind this old way of thinking which we have not yet awakened within our collective consciousness.  Karma should be envisioned instead as being the Eternal and Infinite Opportunity to Grow, to Experience, to Live and Become more of the Divine Truth and Being that we ultimately Are.

Now, before all the traditionalists start screaming and crying that we are here in life to liberate our Souls from Karma – which certainly makes Karma sound like not such a good thing, or at least a neutral Law that is just doing it’s duty for the sake of our evolution and growth – I would like to make known that I am not attempting to deny that our actions  have consequences, for we are indeed the creators of our lives on all various levels of our being and existence, in every moment and with every breath.  What I wish to do is simply introduce that there is a more positive work behind the Spirit of Karma.   When we look more deeply into what the origins of the word Karma are, we find that the root word kr in Sanskrit actually means “to do, to make“.  The real meaning behind the word Karma is essentially “work” or “action“.  This gives us an entirely different vision of what Karma really is.  The understanding of Karma as being a cycle of consequences is only secondary to what its true meaning and purpose is – to be a Power of Work and Action in Life, a Power of Creation and Evolution.  In fact, I would like to take the word Karma even a little further and suggest that it really means “Opportunity”.  It is about having ever-new Opportunities to Create, to experience life, and to learn and grow and evolve from past mistakes while becoming more conscious and aware of oneself and our Existence, of our Divine Source.  It is not about a punishment for doing wrong, and it is not about a simplistic and limited goal of becoming “liberated” from the body and life and the cycles of rebirth and reincarnation.  These may be steps along the process of evolution, but they are not the Goal, nor the Essence of Karma.  Karma is about being more and more conscious of just how creative one truly is, of how Creative Life Is, which is all of Us. 

There may be times, of course, when one receives a “knock” in equal proportion to what one has done or given in life, and this may come from this life or from many past lives, but this is not Karma’s sole truth and function.  Karma is ultimately about the movement of Life and the Divine Source  bringing you ever more experiences and opportunities to see where one has been mistaken or flawed or imperfect, to awaken more deeply within to the Truth, and have the opportunity to grow and transform oneself towards this Greater Truth.  Again, this certainly involves becoming aware of the consequences of one’s actions and how one affects the world, including ourselves, but it is not in any way limited to this.  It is the Wheel of Opportunity for Growth and Awakening of Consciousness…and that can happen in as many diverse ways as one can imagine.  In some cases, the most perfect experience for someone to grow beyond their ignorant ways, their violence and anger and hatred, may very well involve being Loved in a particular way, in a way that is more powerful than the intensity of their violence and ignorance.  And yet in other cases it may be that the Soul needs a “knock” in some way, not necessarily the exact same way as they have knocked others, or even to the same degree, but in just the right way for that Soul to realize something new, or make some new effort towards growing.  It may seem to our small and narrow minds that the only way for spiritual justice and growth to happen to a murderer is for them to, in turn, be murdered also so that they can know how it feels and live that experience, but the Divine has many more ways to push and guide the growth of a Soul beyond its unconsciousness and ignorance.  There is no mechanical dispensation system at work here…but a Consciousness of Perfect Attentiveness and Detail for each and every Soul, according to the true Inner Need of each Soul, and even more, for the Whole Soul of Humanity and the Earth.  Life and the Divine Source are not a robotic force of energy but a living, breathing, Conscious Being that is not limited by any Law or any Idea that we humans may believe as truth.  As expressed below by Sri Aurobindo, who challenged all past Yoga traditions with a new Vision of humanity’s evolution, Karma must also be seen in a new and fresh way:

“Take the popular account of reincarnation and Karma—it is based on the mere

mental assumption that the workings of Nature ought to be

moral and proceed according to an exact morality of equal

justice—a scrupulous, even mathematical law of reward and

punishment or, at any rate, of results according to a human idea

of right correspondences. But Nature is non-moral—she uses

forces and processes moral, immoral and amoral pell-mell for

working out her business. Nature in her outward aspect seems

to care for nothing except to get things done—or else to make

conditions for an ingenious variety of the play of life. Nature

in her deeper aspect as a conscious spiritual Power is concerned

with the growth, by experience, the spiritual development of the

souls she has in her charge—and these souls themselves have

a say in the matter. All these good people lament and wonder

that unaccountably they and other good people are visited with

such meaningless sufferings and misfortunes. But are they really

visited with them by an outside Power or by a mechanical Law of

Karma? Is it not possible that the soul itself—not the outward

mind, but the spirit within—has accepted and chosen these

things as part of its development in order to get through the necessary

experience at a rapid rate, to hew through,……

even at the risk or the cost of much damage to the outward life

and the body? To the growing soul, to the spirit within us, may

not difficulties, obstacles, attacks be a means of growth, added

strength, enlarged experience, training for spiritual victory? The

arrangement of things may be that and not a mere question of

the pounds, shillings and pence of a distribution of rewards and

retributory misfortunes!”    Sri Aurobindo, Letters on Yoga 1 p. 523

We must begin to see that our Karma is Action and Creation itself, including the world of work, physical or otherwise, that the world seems to loathe and try very hard to get away from.  Work is not a bad thing but a part of Yoga, the power and the way by which we become Conscious Creators in the world and Existence.  This Karmic Creation is not only about what we create as individuals, but as a Collective.  For we are not separate, but One, and our Karma is not separate, but One, a Collective Karma which we must embrace in order to build a greater Harmony amongst all and transcend the cycle of the world’s ignorant and unconscious ‘ego-separation-driven’ life of creation and destruction.  Our Work is our Path, and as we are better able to align our physical actions and creations with the Inner Soul and Divine Spirit in all the parts of our Being as individuals and as a Collective Humanity, then we shall take the next leap towards a Karma of Perfection, a Perfect Action of the Divine Identity as One Body of Consciousness in Harmony with all of Itself, and all of Us as Its Divinely Embodied Workers.

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The Love of Savitri

For many years I have found something beautiful and profound in a section of the epic poem Savitri by Sri Aurobindo.  It is a section that dives into the depths of the relationship between the masculine and feminine, between men and women, and also, I feel, the Eternal Relationship between All, between Life and the Divine, and the inherent, essential Unity that Is all of it.  In these days where many people are seeking more and more to understand the nature of Relationships with more Consciousness and Wisdom – including but not limited to romantic relationships – and during this time where I myself am aspiring for Guidance in this big part of life, I felt like sharing the following lines from Savitri with you.   For those of you who are not familiar with this epic poem, it is, in short, a vast story which traverses all the realms of Consciousness and Existence through the lives of a married couple, Savitri and Satyavan, where Savitri follows her beloved into the realms of Death in order to save him, and essentially the Earth and Humanity, from Death itself.  It is a poem written as Mantra, as an expression of Direct Experience of the layers of Consciousness, and holds quite a powerful Vibration and transformational Power.  So, enjoy my Beloved Friends of Light and Love!

“All here where each thing seems its lonely self
Are figures of the sole transcendent One:
Only by him they are, his breath is their life;
An unseen Presence moulds the oblivious clay.
A playmate in the mighty Mother’s game,
One came upon the dubious whirling globe
To hide from her pursuit in force and form.
A secret spirit in the Inconscient’s sleep,
A shapeless Energy, a voiceless Word,
He was here before the elements could emerge,
Before there was light of mind or life could breathe.
Accomplice of her cosmic huge pretense,

His semblances he turns to real shapes
And makes the symbol equal with the truth:
He gives to his timeless thoughts a form in Time.
He is the substance, he the self of things;
She has forged from him her works of skill and might:
She wraps him in the magic of her moods
And makes of his myriad truths her countless dreams.
The Master of being has come down to her,
An immortal child born in the fugitive years.
In objects wrought, in the persons she conceives,
Dreaming she chases her idea of him,
And catches here a look and there a gest:
Ever he repeats in them his ceaseless births.
He is the Maker and the world he made,
He is the vision and he is the Seer;
He is himself the actor and the act,
He is himself the knower and the known,
He is himself the dreamer and the dream.
There are Two who are One and play in many worlds;
In Knowledge and Ignorance they have spoken and met
And light and darkness are their eyes’ interchange;
Our pleasure and pain are their wrestle and embrace,
Our deeds, our hopes are intimate to their tale;
They are married secretly in our thought and life.
The universe is an endless masquerade:
For nothing here is utterly what it seems;
It is a dream-fact vision of a truth
Which but for the dream would not be wholly true,
A phenomenon stands out significant
Against dim backgrounds of eternity;
We accept its face and pass by all it means;
A part is seen, we take it for the whole.
Thus have they made their play with us for roles:
Author and actor with himself as scene,
He moves there as the Soul, as Nature she.
Here on the earth where we must fill our parts,

We know not how shall run the drama’s course;
Our uttered sentences veil in their thought.
Her mighty plan she holds back from our sight:
She has concealed her glory and her bliss
And disguised the Love and Wisdom in her heart;
Of all the marvel and beauty that are hers,
Only a darkened little we can feel.
He too wears a diminished godhead here;
He has forsaken his omnipotence,
His calm he has foregone and infinity.
He knows her only, he has forgotten himself;
To her he abandons all to make her great.
He hopes in her to find himself anew,
Incarnate, wedding his infinity’s peace
To her creative passion’s ecstasy.
Although possessor of the earth and heavens,
He leaves to her the cosmic management
And watches all, the Witness of her scene.
A supernumerary on her stage,
He speaks no words or hides behind the wings.
He takes birth in her world, waits on her will,
Divines her enigmatic gesture’s sense,
The fluctuating chance turns of her mood,
Works out her meanings she seems not to know
And serves her secret purpose in long Time.
As one too great for him he worships her;
He adores her as his regent of desire,
He yields to her as the mover of his will,
He burns the incense of his nights and days
Offering his life, a splendour of sacrifice.
A rapt solicitor for her love and grace,
His bliss in her to him is his whole world:
He grows through her in all his being’s powers;
He reads by her God’s hidden aim in things.
Or, a courtier in her countless retinue,
Content to be with her and feel her near

He makes the most of the little that she gives
And all she does drapes with his own delight.
A glance can make his whole day wonderful,
A word from her lips with happiness wings the hours.
He leans on her for all he does and is:
He builds on her largesses his proud fortunate days
And trails his peacock-plumaged joy of life
And suns in the glory of her passing smile.
In a thousand ways he serves her royal needs;
He makes the hours pivot around her will,
Makes all reflect her whims; all is their play:
This whole wide world is only he and she.

This is the knot that ties together the stars:
The Two who are one are the secret of all power,
The Two who are one are the might and right in things.
His soul, silent, supports the world and her,
His acts are her commandment’s registers.
Happy, inert, he lies beneath her feet:
His breast he offers for her cosmic dance
Of which our lives are the quivering theatre,
And none could bear but for his strength within,
Yet none would leave because of his delight.
His works, his thoughts have been devised by her,
His being is a mirror vast of hers:
Active, inspired by her he speaks and moves;
His deeds obey her heart’s unspoken demands:
Passive, he bears the impacts of the world
As if her touches shaping his soul and life:
His journey through the days is her sun-march;
He runs upon her roads; hers is his course.
A witness and student of her joy and dole,
A partner in her evil and her good,
He has consented to her passionate ways,
He is driven by her sweet and dreadful force.
His sanctioning name initials all her works;

His silence is his signature to her deeds;
In the execution of her drama’s scheme,
In her fancies of the moment and its mood,
In the march of this obvious ordinary world
Where all is deep and strange to the eyes that see
And Nature’s common forms are marvel-wefts,
She through his witness sight and motion of might
Unrolls the material of her cosmic Act,
Her happenings that exalt and smite the soul,
Her force that moves, her powers that save and slay,
Her Word that in the silence speaks to our hearts,
Her silence that transcends the summit Word,
Her heights and depths to which our spirit moves,
Her events that weave the texture of our lives
And all by which we find or lose ourselves,
Things sweet and bitter, magnificent and mean,
Things terrible and beautiful and divine.
Her empire in the cosmos she has built,
He is governed by her subtle and mighty laws.
His consciousness is a babe upon her knees,
His being a field of her vast experiment,
Her endless space is the playground of his thoughts;
She binds to knowledge of the shapes of Time
And the creative error of limiting mind
And chance that wears the rigid face of fate
And her sport of death and pain and Nescience,
His changed and struggling immortality.
His soul is a subtle atom in a mass,
His substance a material for her works.
His spirit survives amid the death of things,
He climbs to eternity through being’s gaps,
He is carried by her from Night to deathless Light.
This grand surrender is his free-will’s gift,
His pure transcendent force submits to hers.
In the mystery of her cosmic ignorance,
In the insoluble riddle of her play,

A creature made of perishable stuff,
In the pattern she has set for him he moves,
He thinks with her thoughts, with her trouble his bosom heaves;
He seems the thing that she would have him seem,
He is whatever her artist will can make.
Although she drives him on her fancy’s roads,
At play with him as with her child or slave,
To freedom and the Eternal’s mastery
And immortality’s stand above the world,
She moves her seeming puppet of an hour.
Even in his mortal session in body’s house,
An aimless traveller between birth and death,
Ephemeral dreaming of immortality,
To reign she spurs him. He takes up her powers;
He has harnessed her to the yoke of her own law.
His face of human thought puts on a crown.
Held in her leash, bound to her veiled caprice,
He studies her ways if so he may prevail
Even for an hour and she work out his will;
He makes of her his moment passion’s serf:
To obey she feigns, she follows her creature’s lead:
For him she was made, lives only for his use.
But conquering her, then is he most her slave;
He is her dependent, all his means are hers;
Nothing without her he can, she rules him still.
At last he wakes to a memory of Self:
He sees within the face of deity,
The Godhead breaks out through the human mould:
Her highest heights she unmasks and is his mate.
Till then he is a plaything in her game;
Her seeming regent, yet her fancy’s toy,
A living robot moved by her energy’s springs,
He acts as in the movements of a dream,
An automaton stepping in the grooves of Fate,
He stumbles on driven by her whip of Force:
His thought labours, a bullock in Time’s fields;

His will he thinks his own, is shaped in her forge.
Obedient to World-Nature’s dumb control,
Driven by his own formidable Power,
His chosen partner in a titan game,
Her will he has made the master of his fate,
Her whim the dispenser of his pleasure and pain;
He has sold himself into her regal power
For any blow or boon that she may choose:
Even in what is suffering to our sense,
He feels the sweetness of her mastering touch,
In all experience meets her blissful hands;
On his heart he bears the happiness of her tread
And the surprise of her arrival’s joy
In each event and every moment’s chance.
All she can do is marvelous in his sight:
He revels in her, a swimmer in her sea,
A tireless amateur of her world-delight,
He rejoices in her every thought and act
And gives consent to all that she can wish;
Whatever she desires he wills to be:
The Spirit, the innumerable One,
He has left behind his lone eternity,
He is an endless birth in endless Time,
Her finite’s multitude in an infinite Space.”

Volume: 33-34 [CWSA] (Savitri — A Legend and a Symbol), Page: 60

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