Ananta Swa Bhava – My True Self has No limits or Boundaries

I’m not sure if this means my meditation was productive or a complete waste of time. Either way… I can live in equanimity with my creativity.

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7 thoughts on “Ananta Swa Bhava – My True Self has No limits or Boundaries

  1. The cartoon reminds me of thermodynamics class, when the professor told us that technically speaking a room full of monkeys could type out the collected works of Shakespeare, but it was just really unlikely. That was the secret of the Universe. I like your mantra’s version better… 🙂

    Though I guess we could also turn the tables and say Shakespeare is what happened when the monkeys were left alone for a few million years and became something else altogether, so it only took one monkey to create such works of genius. Therefore there must be some other secret of the Universe we haven’t quite understood yet… Though it does take its time… (Or did.)

    Peace
    Michael

    1. Hi Michael!
      Thanks for visiting me here and leaving your comment. I’m glad you picked up on the original ‘infinite monkey theorem’ idea from the image in the post.

      Yes, the likelihood of the monkeys producing the collected works of Shakespeare, given infinite time, is extremely rare but not zero, as I understand it. Btw, Are we at all 100% on who wrote Shakespeare’s works anyways? This adds a layer of humor for me.

      Yes, infinite mantra. The true Self is infinite, boundless. I heard it recently from Deepak but it probably traces back to my hug with Amma back in NY; she whispered something ‘like this’ into my ear.
      Namaste
      Ka

      1. Ka, I like your point about Shakespeare. I think, when my heart is most open, that it is fairest to say we don’t really know who did what about most anything… It was someone else, but not someone else


        Michael

      2. Hi Michael,
        I see your pingback to this seriously in-depth post about the Course of Love, and some other quotes, tracked back from my challenge (which is on the subject of mass extinction, btw, and not a light subject!) I haven’t read the Course of Love, and though currently it’s not speaking to me. I’m curious only to the extent that I am not shopping around for anything to believe in. LOL. I did skim your post and could not grasp a thing, so that’s relieving because i am fairly certain that you’re not proselytizing. Unfortunately have a brain that consists of nothing but swiss cheese right now. After a little over a week and and them maybe a little recovery time and I’ll check what you wrote with less swiss-cheese brain. (Hopefully). I also have a few communications in queue in other worlds offline that require some thought and care. I just wanted you to know that I am not trying to ignore your ping. I’m offline blogging-wise in terms of anything slightly strenuous mentally. Your post is about relationships and how we are god/self are relationship? I’m not even sure because the words swirl together. Glad you didn’t bring up entropy. Remember when you left me that comment when you were tired? well that feels like this time for me, except I’m leaving it on my own blog post. I am basically a zombie sitting at the keys right now. Only room for mantra meditation. I hope. God, politics, and any other heated subjects require some decent sleep and a somewhat clear mind before saying ‘uh.’
        I knew you’d understand….
        Aloha, Ka

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