LAKSHMI IS THE GODDESS OF CHRIST’S ESSENCE, SITTING IN LOTUSES September 12, 1988
The Crimea, Gurzuf The Goddess Laksmi is sitting on a lotus and holding lotuses in her arms. The lotuses are pink, pink-white. When we imagine lotus and the Goddess of lotuses, the wife of the Vishnu or the wife of the Christ, His kundalini, His root, the Christ’s principle, we really see a lotus. It means that we perceive the energies, coming to us from the Space, from people, from animals, from nature, but perceive these energies lotus-like. We turn them into alive, petalled aura... Why is She the Goddess of the root or Essence, the Goddess rooted essence of the Christ? Because the Christ is a turning energy into Life. It’s a turning of any manifistation into eternal manifistation. By its subtling. By it’s bigger refinement. By its pale-pink, exquisite, alive, petalled principle. We always can remember a lotus, pale-pink, eternally-alive and open as the principle of openness to That, which is high, sacred for us. And no matter how hard it is for us, we feel that that, what was ‘hard’ is a thickeness, a corking, which is power, and through our love may be directed to the Beloved, if we place it lotus-like. And then the sence of pleasure appears. So the cluster is into the petals. The squeeze is into the openness. It appears, if we through quiteness, through the hold of breathe, silense, repentance turn to the actual beloved canal, alive in this very moment. And we’ll see, that any of our so-called evil is the cluster of energy, wolf-like rushing horizontally and hearting. This cluster begins to blossom in lotus, ringing, closing in high principle, bloom and pleasure us. «The richest woman» is the way Lakhmi, the Goddess, is called. The rooted principle of the Christ. Out of all kinds and forms of energies She ‘products’ the pleasure of the. The energies turn out of the horizontal into vertically-ringed, always being into alive, actual, sacred relationship with the High, with the eternal, with the having sense in this very moment. Presisely ‘out of everything’, because nothingis ever finally dead or finally squeezed. Will we unite our ‘embolisms’ with the symmetric Life of the High, will make our ‘embolisms’ breathe, turned them into Lotuses? The Goddess Lakshmi is lotus-like. It is pale-pink, tender colour. It is the colour of sacred touch. It is a breakless stay with the communication with the sacred One. It is never the fall into the cluster, into the burning. It is always the communication, always the co-munication. It is always the lotus. It is always the ring. The Lotus-like flowers amaze by the degree of the openness, many times, many petals open on circles. It is the normal condition of our centers, our principles. We should pathetically meditate on flowers, learning their loving openness, their aspiration to petals openness. We study at the Christ’s kundalini, at the woman-The Christ. At the essence of God, which is at Lakshmi’s? At the Godmother. At Maria Magdalina. All we are calls of these Creatures. Our kundalini, our principle of realization, which always can lotus-like breathe in this tender-pink and Alive, are cells of the Goddess’s Bodies. How many times for these years we said: «Open 7 chacras, 7 petals, 7 centers lotus likely. I touch only that, which for me now is actually alive, sacredly alive, beingly alive. Obligatory with the sacred quality, the quality of revelation, the quality of Truth in the last instance». In reality there are no minutes of oblivion of a man by the Light. We just somehow don’t want to breathe, to be open. This very unopenness of the flower of ours, the essence of ours, this very buds of our egoism – this very buds of our habitual embolisms, which may be, saved from something, but indeed, more saves however the openness, because the ring absorbs in itself any horizontal attack. Whether a pray or a meditation or an approach to, but it the eternal womanality of Lakshmi, of Maria Magdalina, of the Divine Essence of the Christ – this is endless, not remembering herself tenderness to the side of the saint. Does it come through a person, a flower, a sky, a thought, a mantra, a business, but it is always with a great sense and tenderness, with thankfulness for that, that She, the Saint exists. Even an intelligent person, just intelligent doesn’t come out of the system of the thankfulness to the world, because he breathes. Not speaking about a Soul person, more over about a spiritual person and about a divine person. The Divinity is a constant, tender, pole-pink breathe of the tenderness to the side of Sense, more Sense, than you, so much more, that you live by It. Only this existence is normal, and this breathe is normal. When we see people everyday around us, especially so-called close, we appear to them and they appear to us in the look of the squeezed buds. We ‘know’ them, and they ‘know’ us. We can’t communicate so: we are open structures, we are bloomed buds. We need tenderness and saint vision, it seems somehow to us, that it is easier to be a squeezed bud and we bear the image of another, and he or she bears the image of us – buds-like, it means dead, closed. One needs to risk on openness before the other and to orient on the openness of another. The richest is Lakshmi! This is constantly open, sitting on the Lotus. The richest one owns the muscles of centers or chacras till such a normality, when every other creatures are being around experience the same openness of centers, will or not-by-will. The subtle meditation fragrance is the normality, the normality of aura, the normality of the field. This is really the antipoint of Dugur, baba-Yaga, Eve, because these female essences survive at the expense of an embolism, a throw, a seizure, a burning. Lacshmi, Magdalene survive at the expense of an openness, a ring, a absorption for giving life, for the breathing of an open area. We know that the Christ lives in roses that His Ashram is in roses. The Christ knows it very much. After all the flowers for us is a mysteries a lot. The smell is their meditation. We should learn from them a lot. When a man presents to a woman a flower or flowers, and a woman exults and rejoices, in fact here is a sign of an astonishing power. Either a man opens to her, or he offers her such openness and the flowers – these symbols of safety in such her openness. This is, of course, a tradition, wonderful and pleasant, but it is external. Our gardeners sell flowers, grow flowers and we need to see the flowers of our own centres. This is the fly of a bird with the highness of height and the broadening of an opening flower. This is the teaching us of breathing. Here I speak – I have a squeezed throat. I have no time – I have a squeezed vitality. I must be oriented in the social area – I have a squeezed mind. We are always in a squeezed condition. How to teach our centres to be in a fairytale, to be in trust, in a date, in a constant sacred interaction? We absurdly expect a case, sight, somebody’s influence, though the lotuses of our centres are always ready to open and chake with their buds’ life and buds’ dying, and unlife, as a result. It’s not an illusion to breath. It’s not an illusion to imagine the high image of Somebody who’s near. The illusion is not to breath, the illusion is not imagining this high image, giving to breath nor to you no to another. If Lakshmi come around the world, She will say: «Give to breath to your flowers, give to breath one another, learn to meditate, learn to the open centre, communicating in this moment with that, which is high and sacred now. If our flowers so skillfully communicate with the Sun, why the people of this world so unskillfully communicate with their own Angels, Souls, with their High Principle»? Not speaking about the fact, that the open centre bears the vibrative activity equal to the Soul – and the space differs, people differ and the evil disappear, but evenys and the people around transform. To be constantly in meditation doesn’t mean to go away from life. It means to give to bloom to life. In what is now our trouble, do you understand? Having the necessity in serving and work, we turn it all in all in the effort of horizontal level, in such budness. We don’t understand that the main our action is lotus-like. There is not other action, we can’t do anything else. But we have (in our mental, intellectual luggage) on every kind impulse the sum of kind jestures, which we must do. We do them: we know, what we need to say, what we need to do. But this system ruins us. We need constantly sacredly be in meditationin any action, nowhere to allow you the old modes: no thankfulness, no responsibility. You may be thankful or responsible, but in a different mode, the mode of lotus-like relationship, intermeditation, the mode of a reverence attitude. We must be holy fool from the Light. Any jesture or action must bear the character of an aristocratic beauty, lotus-like beauty, openness, sense. The people hurry very much to execute something and execute nothing and don’t even breathe. We do the same thing. Here now are all the blocks. Here’s the hermitage, for example. It’s not the hermitage from the life. It’s the moulding of you in the regime of the constant meditative canal, and it means the 7 lotuses are constantly open, never to be closed in day or night, and never low the petals, never squeeze. But we have, unfortunately, some second way of life. But we can’t leave the first way of life: we will be out of breath. Our last problems are caused by ‘out of breath’. We do a sum of efforts of external kind, among the meditative ones, and nothing happens. When we are in lotus-like condition (here the stream has come), we are being open. You feel, how the body is washed by, how all the problems are literaly go away. All the difficulties go away, only the pleasure stay. You do the same thing you have done before, but only in pleasure. I would call it the septenary deep meditative breath and breath can’t be stop. That is why I insist on septenary ascending meditative regime constantly. Such a tore of buds occurs constantly: from the head, through the throat, heart, vitality. It must be automatically, that is why you must have the memory of this or that High. We can’t forget, we can’t stop. We always want the answer from humans. We always look at them and wait for, and they wait for us. Nobody begins this breathing. We are very absurd ‘flowers’. If you behave correctly, then through some time the stream really appears, coming on you from high above and embracing you. And the power already works with you by itself, and communicates, and loves you. And then not a single creature in the world will make you a slave, will not become your chief or enemy. It is surprisingly, simply. And how many of Indian icons are drawn, how many of these lotuses are drawn: and they sit on them and hold in arms, and bloom on the head, and everywhere the chacras are drawn in the kind of pearls! And people do not understand, - what it is all about... |