After my post below, my office windows finally were ENTIRELY snowed/frosted over, and I said to myself, "Wow, there really is nothing else in sight when the master dies."
Then, at that very moment, a small chunk of snow fell off my window pane and I could see the storm outside raging with purity. Yeah, it's all about me. So sue me, but that was a symbol; it was Maharishi waving goodbye to me with a last, "Keep looking for akanda mandala karum!" message. Maharishi said, they say, "When I go, I'll take 5,000 with me." Having been one of the first 5,000 initiators, I always took that "personally." Ahem. But, hey, even thinking about the Pole Star is one way to travel with Maharishi right now, and who hasn't thought of the Pole Star today? In fact, I just now, by the speed of consciousness, posted a instant telepathic message there on the third planet circling the North Star and informed them that Maharishi's theme song was on the way to them. I'm expecting that whoever is subtle enough, there, got the message. Yeah, space travel! Go figure. That old man might have a thing or two more to teach us. Edg --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Duveyoung <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > The last time Maharishi was in FF, the 7,000 course, there was a > terrible snow storm. > > Just wondering if FF got hit as hard as Madison, WI is presently being > hit -- if so, then it's the same kind of astral event to my way of > thinking....in each case Maharishi was on everyone's mind. > > Next time anyone fears global warming, all we have to do is think really > hard about Maharishi! Shemp, I so apologize to you. > > This "cold thingie" seems to be deeply understood by humans at some > subtle level. In spooky movies we often get that when an evil presence > is afoot, the humans suddenly have their breaths showing cuz of the > coldness in the room -- The Exorcist, Stir of Echoes, etc. And then > there's Milton stuffing Satan in the lowest level of hell encased in > ice. > > <http://imdb.com/title/tt0164181/> And what is the least level of > excitation if not absolute zero? > > 10 inches on the ground, can't see even a block down the street, wind > howling, and no end in sight here. > > To me, it's a perfectly wondrous funereal shroud of white, and with > one's master gone nothing else can be seen, and Vata's singing a final > song. > > Edg >
