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kundalini-l-d Digest V98 #308


kundalini-l-d Digest Volume 98 : Issue 308

Today's Topics:
  Re: Concrete Poetry [ "Gloria Lee" <samyanaATnospamhotmail.com> ]
  Re: curious light switch [ "Gloria Lee" <samyanaATnospamhotmail.com> ]
  Introduction to me [ Paul West <paulATnospamstationone.demon.co ]
  Re: IS-NESS [ Jerry Katz <umbadaATnospamns.sympatico.ca> ]
  For all who post poetry [ "Gloria Lee" <samyanaATnospamhotmail.com> ]
  Re: curious [ David Bozzi <david.bozziATnospamsnet.net> ]
  Re: URL for kundalini Archives?? [ Mystress Angelique Serpent <serpent ]
  RE: head-humming question [ "Jan Barendrecht" <janbarenATnospaminfase. ]
  who's in my attic? [ valerie cooper <madammumATnospamptialaska. ]
  Re: So Many Non Dual Web Sites [ Jerry Katz <umbadaATnospamns.sympatico.ca> ]
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 15:17:31 PDT
From: "Gloria Lee" <samyanaATnospamhotmail.com>
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com, Harsha1MTMATnospamaol.com, lobATnospamlineone.net
Subject: Re: Concrete Poetry
Message-ID: <19980419221731.9972.qmailATnospamhotmail.com>
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>I feel no responsibility towards others spiritual progress. After all =
>they are interested in everything except spirituality. Because of his =
>cement like nature the mighty Brent (Guru tranier) knows about
hardness. =
>Whether he will find the softness to cement a relationship rather than
=
>throw bits of his self at me remains to be seen.
>
>Lobster (wearing shell - but probably unrequired)
>Be Well :-)
>
>
Dear Shelled and Under-Sieged Lobster,
  Just how large are these incoming bits of self???
S'ok.. Just tell me what you think you need, and I'll tell you how
to get along without it.
 
Only the undefended are invulnerable,
Gloria
 

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Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 15:27:44 PDT
From: "Gloria Lee" <samyanaATnospamhotmail.com>
To: kundalini-lATnospamlists.execpc.com, trexisATnospamjuno.com
Subject: Re: curious light switch
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>>
>>Maybe I become so full of light will I be able to glow in the dark so
>>I
>>can read at night?
>>
>>Just wondering what it means in practical applications.
>>
>>Susan

>
>PRACTICAL APPLICATIONS! : (?) completely and sincerely love everyone,
>accept and forgive anything, endure any hardship without complaint,
>enjoy every moment of life, be as creative as you want to be.

Dearest Edward,
Having just within past few days endured the hardship of filing tax
returns AND completing a 171 for my son's job application..I topped it
off with writing a poem.. Having met ALL these requirements...so now
will you please FIND that pesky lightswitch for me????
Still smiling too,
Gloria
>
>What IS it? Once you get there you'll understand and have no need to
>explain.
PS.
OOPS...overlooked this one and already posted a reply..ARRGH!!!!
>
>groping in the dark for the lightswich
>Edward
>

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Date: 19 Apr 98 23:28:35 +0000
From: Paul West <paulATnospamstationone.demon.co.uk>
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
Subject: Introduction to me
Message-Id: <353A88A3.MD-0.196.paulATnospamstationone.demon.co.uk>

Hello.

This is my first message to the kundalini list. I don't feel very happy about
recalling the things that have happened to me in the past. I find no reference to
them in the world at large. I am not /certain/ that I can say kundalini is
responsible for my happenings, but I have read a few little bits about it and it
sounds to be the kundalini phenomenon. Anyway. Allow me to recount some of the
things that have occured. BTW, your name rings a bell, Ed Jason. :)

When I was much younger, between the ages of about 5 and 10 (I am 22 now), I kept
waking in the night terrified. Reoccuring dreams were connected, in which a
monster would bound down the stairs at me with great speed every time I tried to
go `up'. I would want to scream but no words would come out. Then I'd wake and my
body would be in a state of total fear, and I would have no thoughts. I would
dread going back to sleep in case it happened again. Mum said it was only a bad
dream. It happened lots of times.

Nothing much happened for several years apart from minor versions of the same
thing around the age of 14 or so. October 1994 everything started to happen.
There was a mass of synchronicity and intuitive guidance. I was suddenly on a
quest for answers of a mystical/unknown sort of nature. Answers kept coming to me
with great speed, found in books on pages I would randomly turn to and so on. TV
programs I would feel obliged to watch and so on. I started to read about alien
abductions and totally assocaited myself with the phenomenon. Everything just
seemed to click. I got quite paranoid and started to question reality.

I started to explore things such as out of body experiences, spirit guides,
dreams, every aspect of the paranormal, psychology, philosophy, aliens, ufo's,
everything really. I dabbled in OOBE's myself as well as trying to contact a
spirit guide, with success. That was one of the nicer experiences. I was still
uncertain about the whole abduction question because it moulded itself around my
whole reality, and I got more paranoid. The night terrors started again, I kept
waking up in a state of total bodily terror with no ability to think and with
`presences' nearby.

Reading a book in bed late one night, relaxed, the entire crown of my head became
alive with energy which was alike something I've read relating to kundalini -
thousands of massaging fingers. It penetrated a good inch into my scalp, and was
several inches in diameter. I was not afraid in any way. It was almost
reassuring. From then on energy was doing I dont know what with my body.
Sometimes a whole leg or something would suddenly and fully burst into
vibrational energy. The thing I noticed most was the way it would be so on/off,
just switching itself on immediately and being instantly at full power. There
were hot and cold waves of energy and various minor chakras getting very very
hot. I started posting my dreams in emails (not the internet) and interpreting
them. I explored my mind and anything intuitive or psychic in nature.

In a dream which later became known as my `amazing dream', I met with a liminous,
semi-transparent male entity wearing robes. He could move at quite some speed. I
went up on a park swing, sort of lifted, to a room where there were lots of
people. This entity was merging literally with various people. It seemed a bit
frightening from the outside. When it came to my turn he told me he was going to
give me a new body. I asked if I could have psychic powers and he said "we'll
see". He merged with me. Energy entered from all directions, cool at first, then
an increasingly vigorous express train until I could barely hang on to my
awareness it was so intense. When it was all over I was shown a strange
alien-looking thing putting its hand onto the glowing stomach of a pregnant
woman. "You did well" I was told.

Anyway, that was what I considered to be my first full-on kundalini
explosion, which I can recount in much greater detail. I continued having various
minor experiences, sometimes altered states of consciousness in which I was
spoken to but could never commit it to memory. I continued monitoring my dreams
and dabbling in all sorts of things like remote viewing and looking at auras. I
had of course found myself in the company of people who seemed to be experiencing
similar paths at similar rates. I did lots of philosophising for some time,
overcoming the past and stuff.

At some stage I had a dream in which there was only life. There was no difference
between myself and the planet and the universe and it was pure life and my heart
was experiencing an intense beauty/bliss. Suddenly my entire body was alive with
energy, except I could barely detect the edges of my body-shape anymore. All the
bits of energy seemed totally individual and yet they were all joined. An
incredible sense of abundance. It was very intense and I considered it my second
full-on experience. I did other things along the way. I was getting very atuned
with nature and had a somewhat ecstatic clarity of view in the forest near where
I live. There were lots of little insights and revelations almost constantly.

Contemplating casually a new sense of freedom earlier in 1997, as a kind of
liberation from the emprisonment of family and the past, I unknowingly paved the
way to a third full experience and the express train was back. In a dream I had
been doing an exhaustive amount of free running, just running up and down this
hill and stuff, turning corners to find myself at the start of the same road I
just got to the end of. Then I was on the footpath and suddenly a van of sorts
can charging at me fully on the footpath (which was a bit wide), the driver being
sort of human with a look of intense excitement in his eyes. He drove over me. I
was laying down flat then and the van had turned into a full-size express train,
with lots of carriages. It ploughed over me, rolling me totally and utterly flat.
Every part of me that I knew as me was flattened. Then I was in my bedroom and my
eyes were open. Whatever was left stood up, leaving the wafer-thin body behind. I
was a most intensely serious, focussed frame of mind, totally forward-looking.
There was a great presence all around, and a thought asked within me if aliens
might be around. I peeked out the window. I had no sense of being able to look at
myself, no seperation whatsoever. The ability to look at myself from the outside
in the way that you do in `waking consciousness' to affirm that you exist,
simply did not exist at all. I had not the slightest inclination to wonder if I
was in a dream or in reality, and I cannot now answer that question either but am
inclined to the latter. It was a magical state to be in, I could feel this
creative force everywhere. There was no fear, no uncertainty, no me, it seemed. I
went downstairs and saw a quite ordinary coloured family, a man woman and child,
standing in the living room, I didn't know them, but I did.

That was my third full-on kundalini experience. Or at least, I /think/ it is
kundalini. This is why I have come here, to find out if it is indeed something
other people might have experienced, because in the everyday world we live in
there is practically NOBODY who even touches on these kind of realities. Putting
pieces together I have sort of figured that it is kundalini, it sounds like it to
me, but I don't know all that much about it.

Other stuff has happened to me as well. On some occasions, when I am relaxed and
untroubled, I seem to have the ability to /truly/ ask, and when that happens I do
receive. Thine is done. Most recently I stood in the kitchen waiting for some
food to cook, looking into the cutlery drawer. I observed, and `observed' really
is the _operative_ word, that we had had that same cutlery for as long as I could
remember and that it was about time we got some new stuff. It was a simple
observation really, and not exactly addressing a dire need or anything. Two days
later the draws were full of brand new cutlery. Another time I suddenly found
myself in need of a new computer, and I had one within a week. It's all very
sudden, you know, just sudden urges. Urges to go for a walk down the forest,
urges to buy something, just spontaneous things.

One night, about two years ago, sitting in my bedroom reading, relaxed, in a
similar frame of mind as I just described, I observed there to be a bit of a
nippy breeze coming in the window. I suppose I asked, or instructed, or
something, but in my head I simply said "remind my to close the window". Or more
subtly - that window needs closing. I went downstairs and got a midnight snack.
On my return, remembering that I needed to close the window, I drew back the
curtains to find that the window was now closed tight. Everyone else was in bed
asleep, and I knew that full well, and that upset me a bit. I started to get
afraid. I went to the toilet, downstairs, and suddenly a kind of dreading chill
came over me and I broke into a sweat. I couldn't explain it. I went back up
stairs. Then I started to hear the cat meowwing at someone downstairs, quite
seriously, and I knew everyone was asleep. Then I was sure I heard footsteps
coming up the stairs. I was at the time in the middle of thinking I was being
abducted by aliens, and that this was one of them come for me. I kept repeating
in my head "I'm not ready yet". I just wanted them to go away and I was most
scared. Everything sort of dissipated, and a lot of time seemed to have passed.

In about the period between 1994 and 1996 the night terrors came back, too. I
would sometimes wake up in the night and there would be this great feeling of
fear in the whole of my body. And when it was more intense I didn't have the
ability to think. It was utterly terrifying, and I knew nobody could help me. I'm
sure I felt upset at my parents for not being able to help me. I remember lots of
stuff was going on around christmas and new-year, and that I was rather down
during my sister's birthday party on the 2nd of Jan.

I usually found that the big events would happen when I least planned to make
them happen. I would sometimes just sort of feel like sitting down to try and
meditate. I usually just sat there for a while doing breath control and
visualisation of energy coming up through my body. I got interested in healing
but nothing seemed to become of that at the time. As I was practicing attempts to
have an out of body experience for some time, part of my buildup was a long
relaxation session. If OOBE's were not to come out of it other things were. Many
times it was only on reflection that I realised just how many things had gone
into preparing me for an event to occur. I never twigged beforehand. I can
remember once that one morning I was confronted in a sort of hypnogogic state by
something that made me feel very afraid, and that suddenly the virgin mary
appeared and I instantly smiled and was happy as if nothing had happened. I knew
it was her, her name seemed to be /in/ her beingness, what she was, and
experiencing her with my mind was enough to know it was her. I am not religious
or a catholic or anything like that btw. I even think the virgin mary wasn't
particularly significant. Anyway, I made a casette tape to induce myself into a
state of self hypnosis, with the twist that I was to get in touch with a spirit
guide. It didn't seem to work during the session, but the next morning in another
kind of dreamy state I found myself exploring the rather large and squidgy old
hand of a man. I did not see anything, I was just exploring blindly, feeling his
fingernails and stuff. He was completely benevolent. When I suddenly woke my
physical hands were tucked away in a most awkward and hard-to-manouvre position.

Somewhat more recently, during my sleep, a hand touched me. It was just placed
gently on my shoulder, and as it touched me it sort of came into me, as if
approaching closer to a physical vibration or something, and as I felt fully that
compassionate, encouraging touch I woke. A similar thing had happened before a
few times - I was in a dream faced with `aliens', little ones, and one taller
one. I went up to him and touched his hand. On feeling a quite physical sensation
I woke up. Also I have had voices, I was called malcolm once. My name is paul.
But another time, one morning, someone said to me, right in the center of my
skull, a simple `psstt'. It was kind of funny, and the sun was shining on me
through the curtains. Other times, when I have been not too happy, a bit
paranoid, especially in the time of the `abduction' stuff, and times when I had
wondered if quite normal things had happened by abnormal means, a voice would
whisper to me my name. `paul'. And it was very, very whispery. That in itself
quite spooked me, I guess my own fears were getting in the way. I have heard that
whisper quite a number of times whenever I start to get seriously afraid or I get
lost in the past. One morning a distinctly female woman said to me "hello". She
sounded very serious, like introducing herself.

If I allow myself to be in the model of reality that allows all these things
to have actually occured and to be plausible, I sometimes get quite scared,
remembering the hurdles of the past. Especially that period of alienation. I
figure it's all to do with kundalini but with other stuff thrown in too, the
guides and all that. If I let myself, I just sort of know that its real. I've
been quite removed from all this for several months because work became very
physically demanding and I went through a lot of emotional wrangles just lately.
But it's something that still remains kind of unanswered, unfinished. I know
stuff that nobody else in the world ever told me or was every likely to. The
feeling of alienation that brings alone is quite a challenge. And knowing that
these people wont be /able/ to understand and knowing how they will react, made
things quite horrific when I attempted to tell them. Of course, I couldn't muster
it, it didn't seem right. Even when I start to dwell on these things I might get
into that position where a whisper of my name is in order, as if it's not in my
best interests. I'm trying to keep my cool though.

I suppose my interest in these things has resurfaced due to having just started
on the internet and having access to all this information that might give me some
answers. Can any of you relate to things that have happened to me? Is it
kundalini? What else?

Anyway, that is all for now.

--
Paul.
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 20:03:55 -0700
From: Jerry Katz <umbadaATnospamns.sympatico.ca>
To: sandeepcATnospambom3.vsnl.net.in, Harsha1MTMATnospamaol.com
CC: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
Subject: Re: IS-NESS
Message-ID: <353ABB1A.50C6ATnospamns.sympatico.ca>

Jerry Katz wrote:
> Jerry states: Not easy to feel when there are so many "spiritual stimuli"
> coming at
> us, let alone the physical and psychological.
 

 
> Harsha: Keeping in mind Jerry that you were crying out recently for sex, money
> and Chinese food, I would say you can feel! You can feel buddy! Harsha
> advises Jerry to not worry about the stimuli, physical, psychic, or spiritual.

 
Jerry writes:
Yeah, I forgot about that. Chinese food. Okay, I change my entire mind.

No, but seriously, when I said "not easy to feel" I was referring to
Sandeep having said that he felt "is-ness." I was saying that it is not
easy to feel (or know, realize, understand) IS-ness when there are so
many stimuli to deal with. It's why people take to meditation.


> Jerry comments further: We tend to think we need an experience, a stimulation,
> a phenomenon, when all there is is the is-ness or suchness of these, not as a
> quality
> but as sole nature or being.


Jerry maintains,
That is what I see around me. People going after this goal and that one,
when there is only suchness, not the experiences or goals at all.
Suchness is not part of or a quality of experience. There is not
experience. There only appears to be.


> Harsha asks the following: What is experience Jerry? And what is non-
> experience?


Jerry:
The same. I could just as well have said, "We tend to think we need a
non-experience..." Perhaps it is most accurate to say, "There is neither
experience nor not experience."


Harsha:
> Does the Sole Nature of Being depend on whether you are engaged
> in experience or avoiding some experience (physical, psychic or spiritual)?


Jerry:
How can it? You're putting words in my mouth. (Which is okay if they are
accompanied by snow peas and water chestnuts.)

Harsha:
 > If the "is-ness or suchness" depend on fulfillment of some
"condition" or lack
> of some "condition" then it is not is-ness or suchness.

Jerry:
Fair enough, but if you want to cut like a diamond, is-ness or suchness
is not is-ness or suchness, it is only said to be that.

Harsha:
> There is no magic in
> using particular words or using words in a particular way. The Magic is the
> is-ness which we call the Self.

Jerry:
Magic pertains to exertion of influence, therefore, duality. So there IS
magic in using words in particular ways. But magic is not IS-ness or
suchness or Self, unless one is already resident within the Self, in
which case there is only the Self.

Harsha:
> Recognition of THAT does not depend on the
> existence of some unique condition or lack of any particular condition (such
> as physical, psychic, or spiritual experience). So why be bothered about
> stimuli?

Jerry:
It is just my observation that some people are bothered about or taken
by stimuli of all sorts, and it was from that disposition I was
speaking. To summarize, IS-ness or suchness or The Self is not a quality
or part of anything. It is what is. There neither is nor is not
anything.
_______
Nondualism
http:www3.ns.sympatico.ca/umbada
"I am precisely the perfect ocean. Who is it that pees in me? With
what?"
The Wild Song of Standing Free, Ch. 3, V. 15
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 16:03:10 PDT
From: "Gloria Lee" <samyanaATnospamhotmail.com>
To: Kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
Subject: For all who post poetry
Message-ID: <19980419230310.7161.qmailATnospamhotmail.com>
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   speaking of your poetry

am hearing not only your words
but an echo
from the deeper silence
which births them

a quiet awareness
as underneath the sound of crickets
the harmony
from which they sing

or a plain and ancient tune
from the far away ocean
still heard in the seashell of your heart
calling me back home

following a bird's flight over
this landscape of time
a path curves
around the edge of our universe

to begin again
in this sacred space
of surrender to grace
now born

g.lee 4/98

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Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 20:07:45 -0400
From: David Bozzi <david.bozziATnospamsnet.net>
To: Kundalini <kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com>
Subject: Re: curious
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Susan Carlson wrote:

> Yes, we are all enlightened...we just forgot. Now we remember...now
> what? Do we all turn off the lights and go home?

Being enlightened we realize we are at Home in the Light.
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 13:31:13 -0700
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent <serpentATnospamdomin8rex.com>
To: "Sandra K. Sartor" <sandysATnospamepix.net>
Cc: <kundalini-lATnospamlists.execpc.com>
Subject: Re: URL for kundalini Archives??
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At 12:24 PM 19/04/98 -0400, Sandra K. Sartor wrote:
>Hi List,
> I had a computer crash and lost ALL info, can someone e-mail me with the
>URL for the Archive site?
>My Thanks.
>Sandy
>
>
>

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Date: Mon, 20 Apr 1998 03:25:07 +0100
From: "Jan Barendrecht" <janbarenATnospaminfase.es>
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Subject: RE: head-humming question
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> -----Original Message-----
> From: Holly N. Barrett, Ph.D. [mailto:hbarrettATnospamix.netcom.com]
> Sent: Sunday, April 19, 1998 3:33 PM
> To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
> Subject: head-humming question
>
>
> The 24 hr./day humming I've had in my head for the last 8 months has
> recently shifted from the left side to the center of my head.
> Sometimes there is a second tone slightly to the right. This doesn't
> bother me much -- I use it to pray with -- but I'm curious. Does it
> mean anything? Holly

There have been three occasions where I heard humming. The first time it
lasted only a few days and ended rather spectectular with electrical
phenomena, the second time it ended a 120 hour during meditation session
and was accompanied by a kind of movie that could be watched with the eyes
closed. These two times the sound was so strong that it interfered with
'normal' funtioning. The third time it was rather weak and there were no
other phenomena associated with it. Then, a long time ago I read something
about "anahatha sounds" - just can't remember the source.
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 18:32:08 +0000
From: valerie cooper <madammumATnospamptialaska.net>
To: CYBERMINDATnospamLISTSERV.AOL.COM
CC: kundalini-lATnospamlists.execpc.com, ncndiscuss-lATnospamnewciv.org,
 heartzenATnospamlistserv.servtech.com
Subject: who's in my attic?
Message-ID: <353A4318.231ATnospamptialaska.net>

preamble: Lobster, you are not to read down even one inch further. One
does
 *not* call another a 'yo-yo' (quote/unquote) in a civilized society &
expect no repurcussions. So - from now on I forbid you to read any more
of my posts at the risk of your smarmy crustacean reputation. Thankyou
in advance for your reverse patronization!
And, have a *nice* day!
:-P

Anyway, down to brass tacks!
dear lists,
   I know my nerves have been a bit frayed from moving & starting
working in design actually, daily, & registering web sights day & night
on the side, but it is not my imagination. There is a spirit in my
attic. It is not even a question of what - it is a question of who.
   I bought a book called ZENGUITAR, by a guy called Philip Toshio Sudo,
& have been goin up there & playing my guitar, & wailing to God & the
winds & the trees & the waters, & have begun to adopt the space for my
own personal dojo type space, like I need. Yesterday (or whenever) when
I went to plug my daughter's keyboard in, there is a tiny sized hobbit
door with a thick panel wedged into it to close it off, & that panel
slammed down with no natural force trajectory slam - the second the
demo song started up.
   what the heck, we went up there & played the keyboards for awhile
last night, & - well - I don't even know what's in that little dark
space walled off anyway - I just *don't do* little dark spaces behind
walls with slamming panels, unlike everybody in the movies. That panel
was DOWN on the floor & my daughter has not been back up there, the
landlord told me he would never come in without calling in advance, my
door has a brand new lock on it & a dead bolt, & I have been running
back & forth from downstairs to the dock to work on the computer & have
not even been back up there!!! And today, in clear daylight, that thick
little panel is back wedged against that hole!!!!!
I got my art carrier thingy real respectful like, and also real fast, &
have a call in to my lady landlord...
   It is the top of a very old huge house from at least the depression
days, but probably more likely the turn of the century & gold rush days,
& now I gotta know!
   What does one say to a disembodied spirit? Will it watch me in the
bath or will it just live behind that little panelled off part of the
wall? Is it like Edgar Alan Poe & THE TELLTALE HEART ? Or is it just a
sweet little old lady pissed off about something & maybe even the same
things that piss me off?
   Maybe, can we be friends even?
   Anybody know about disembodied spirits out there?
   I always thought they had to be real weird to wanna hang out on the
earth plane, & didna wanna graduate away, but this one seems kind enough
so far.
   Will you more enlightened people tell me how to act, please?
vc
ps (sheeeesh... as if there wasn't MORE than enough goin on already! Now
I gotta relinquish my dojo? I certainly HOPE not!)
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 21:35:06 -0700
From: Jerry Katz <umbadaATnospamns.sympatico.ca>
To: david.bozziATnospamsnet.net
CC: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
Subject: Re: So Many Non Dual Web Sites
Message-ID: <353AD07A.1019ATnospamns.sympatico.ca>

David Bozzi wrote:
>
> Jerry Katz wrote:
>
> > Nondualism
> > http://www3.ns.sympatico.ca/umbada
>
> Jerry, I just did a search. Do you realize *how many* web sites there areon
> non duality?
>
> David,
> (still genetically incapable, as ever, of coming up with witty sign-offs)

Jerry writes:
yes, i remember Grandfather Bozzi's sign off's when the internet was
just new....things like...: "My Univac's tubes are bigger than yours."
Weak stuff. But at least he was brief like David. You've heard of the
smiley? He invented the bozzi.

Anyhoo...

There are a number of non dual sites listed. A lot of them refer to the
use of the word nonduality in the study of eco-systems.

A large number are for Society of Abidance in Truth, which is
Ramana-focused. Of all the ones listed, only a handful are solid and I
list them as links: http://www3.ns.sympatico.ca/umbada/links.htm

There are a few lisings under "nondualism."

But I'm the best, right?!

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