February 2007

Stream of Life


The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day

runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. 

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth

in numberless blades of grass

and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. 

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth

and of death, in ebb and in flow. 

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.

And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment. 


Rabindranath Tagore




Ra is the sun, Ma is the Moon, Da is the earth, and Sa is Infinity. Say is the totality of Infinity, and So Hung is “I am Thou”.

“Ra Ma Da Sa” is the Earth Mantra and “Sa Say So Hung” is the Ether Mantra. Is like a rare diamond, which connects you with the pure healing energy of the universe. It has the power to renewal the spontaneous healing ability of the body. In Kundalini Yoga is employed to tune the being with the whole. The recitation of these eight sounds activates the neutral mind and stimulates the flow of vital energy through the central channel in the spine.

This recording is from the newest album of Chandra Lacombe, Sounds of Awakening. Chandra is considered one of the world’s foremost kalimba players, that had developed his own technique and style. His creativity as composer is vast. He has channelled hymns from the Amazon rainforest, created his own Musical Oracle, and integrated his connection with India and Yoga by bringing mantras to the popular scene, for instance through the famous Brazilian band Udyiana Bandha, Carioca Trio, Eduardo Agni, Luz da Azia and others.

His high voice seems to bear a certain healing ability and chanting becomes one of the therapeutic techniques he endeavours. Here he is playing shruti box and singing, with Kailash Kokopelli in the didgeridoos and crystal singing bowls.

visit www.chandralacombe.com


”I bow down before Shiva, the highest cosmic consciousness”

This mantra has the power to free the spiritual seeker from the illusory ties of the material influences, and accelerate the karmic purification. Brings transformation and renewal.

Tonight is the Mahashivaratri (the great night of Shiva), dedicated to the worship of Lord Shiva. This festival is purely religious in nature and universally observed by all Hindus.
The origin of Shivaratri is attributed to several stories in Hindu mythology. One very popular story traces the origin of this festival to the churning of the Ocean of Milk by devas (gods) and asuras (demons). It is said that when both gods and demons were churning the Ocean of Milk to obtain amrita (nectar of immortal life), they came across many unusual substances, including the deadly poison Kalakuta. As soon as they touched the poison, it exploded into poisonous fumes that threatened to envelope the entire universe by darkness. When the destruction of the universe seemed inevitable, the gods ran for assistance from Brahma and Vishnu, but neither was able to help. At last they ran to Lord Shiva, who raised his trident and condensed the fumes. In order to save the creation, Shiva swallowed the poison without spilling a single drop. The poison left a dark blue mark on Shiva’s throat. The gods praised and worshipped Shiva for saving the universe.
The philosophical essence of the above myth is as follows: gods and demons symbolize all kinds of individuals (both good and bad) in the world. The Ocean of Milk represents the ideal world that is full of peace and happiness for all human beings. Churning the Ocean of Milk signifies the human activity in the world. The amrita symbolizes happiness and the poison represents human greed and selfishness. Shiva symbolizes the atman (self), the spiritual essence of an individual. Worship of Shiva denotes meditation and contemplation by an individual on his or her own self.
The above story is symbolic of the fact that individuals perform actions in the world in order to achieve happiness. In this process a person is usually overpowered by greed and selfishness, ruining his or her efforts for obtaining peace and happiness. Thus the only way to achieve peace and happiness is by worshipping Shiva at night, that is, by meditating on one’s own self during the night when the individual is free from the distractions of the physical world. When the individual attains self-knowledge, he or she can live in the world without being affected by anger, greed, and selfishness, the three enemies of one’s soul. Since Shivaratri symbolizes the worship of the atman within, this festival is celebrated as a purely religious festival by all Hindus, as stated earlier.

This recording is from the newest album of Chandra Lacombe, Sounds of Awakening.

Mind Without Fear

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high; 

Where knowledge is free; 

Where the world has not been broken up

into fragments by narrow domestic walls; 

Where words come out from the depth of truth; 

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection; 

Where the clear stream of reason

has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; 

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action— 

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake. 

Tagore - Gitanjali

Olha o Kapã aí…

Message of the Humming-bird - English

Once upon a time a fire started in the forest …
Nobody knew how, why, or who was the responsible, the fact is that the fire
was spreading with such speed and power that became uncontrollable.
Frightful was its fury. In the distance, it was seen the terrible red black cloud advancing overwhelmingly over the trees, and heard the agonizing noises from the green sparkling in the impious flames burning the forest.
Even worse was the outcry of the animals, pushing themselves and running without direction, disturbed before the apocalyptical spectacle they were testifying:
“Save your selves! It is the fire, it is the end, we are lost”
Even more furious they were, in the middle of this chaos, when they saw the Humming bird. The little bird flied quickly until the river, harvested a little drop of water in its peak, and went to drip it on that immense fire. One after other, without stopping…
One of the animals screamed:
“ Small dull bird! You think that this little drop can extinguish the fire? Are you so stupid? Fly away, with these wings that you have! Save yourself! It is the end! “
Softly, the humble bird answered:
“I am doing my part! If each one of us, brothers and sisters, goes to the river, and harvest a little of water, we will stop the fire and save our home.”

Kolibriens Beskjed - Norsk

Det oppsto en brann i skogen… Ingen visste hvor eller hvem som hadde startet den, men den spredde seg med så stor fart og styrke at den kom fullstendig ut av kontroll.
Dens raseri var skremmende, og den slukte alt som kom I dens vei. Knitringen av brennende trær var uhyggelig, men ingenting var verre enn ropene til dyrene I skogen. De løp rundt I full forvirring og skrek I dødsangst: ”Redd deg selv! Dette er slutten!” Midt I dette kaoset var en av skogens aller minste fugler, kolibrien, et merkelig unntak der han fløy målbevisst og effektiv. I løpet av kort tid var den nede ved elven for å fylle vann I nebbet, hvorpå han så returnerte for å helle det over flammene. Når de andre dyrene så dette, skrek de til han: ”Din dumme lille fugl, tror du at den lille dråpen med vann kan slokke brannen? Er du så idiot? Bruk vingene til å redde deg selv, dette er slutten. Kolibrien, svarte dem: Mine brødre og søstre, jeg gjør min del. Dersom dere alle blir med og alle henter vann I elven, kan vi stoppe flammene og redde hjemmet vårt.

Mensagem do Beija-flor - Português

Aconteceu que começou um incêndio na floresta…
Ninguém sabia como, porque ou quem era o responsável, o fato é que o fogo foi alastrando-se com tal velocidade e potência que tornou-se incontrolável.
Assustadora era sua fúria. Na distância, via-se a terrível nuvem rubra e negra avançando avassaladoramente sobre as matas, ouvia-se os agonizantes ruídos do verde crepitando nas impiedosas chamas que abrasavam a floresta. Ainda mais disturbar era o clamor dos animais, empurrando-se e até agredindo-se, descontrolados diante o apocalíptico espetáculo que testemunhavam:

” Salve-se quem puder!!! É o fogo, é o fim, estamos perdidos !!!”

Ainda mais irados ficavam, em meio a este caos, quando viam o Beija-flor. O pequeno pássaro voava ligero até o rio, colhia uma gotinha de água em seu biquinho, e ia pingá-la sobre aquele imenso fogaréu. Uma após outra, sem parar…
Até que, incontido, um dos bichos bradou:

”Seu pequeno pássaro estúpido! Você acha que essa gotinha vai apagar o fogo? Será que é tão imbecil? Voa embora, com essas asas que você tem! Salve-se! É o fim!!!”

Suavemente, o humilde pássaro respondeu:

”Eu estou fazendo a minha parte! Se cada um de nós, irmãos, irmãs, formos até o rio, e colhermos um pouco de água, vamos apagar o fogo e salvar nosso lar.”

The Kaxinawa people or Huni Kuin (true people) as they calls themselves, possess a vast material culture that goes since the weaving in cotton, with natural colours, until ceramics made in clay with gotten leached ashes of animals, special trees, where is stamped the Kene (drawings of the snake), a kind of brand that identifies their material culture. The meaning of these sacred patterns is related to spiritual forces from the forest and their qualities as courage, force, power and wisdom…

visit www.hunikuin.com for more information

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