30October2010
Posted by Ray under: postcards to Cleopatra.
My friend in Maine ~ who I visited in September ~
She has a sticker in her enclosed patio kitchen ~
I can see her sitting across the table from me
with a happy smile on her face
and spontaneous laughter
about where she has been
and where she is now.
Behind her is the sticker
Which says;
‘She Who Laughs, Lasts’
Somehow ~ there was ‘no way’
that this did not remind me of
‘you’
27October2010
Posted by Ray under: Resonance Repatterning.
POST SESSION SHIFTS ~
THE $ SLAVE
* My life feels more real and I’m relaxing into happiness.
* I feel that tuning into the Love frequency is of the utmost importance @ this time.
* Our world needs the awareness of that vibraion right Now .
* The $ slave issues are still relevant and I’m dealing with them effectively with a balance between passion and dispassion ~ ‘eveness of mind’.
* I’m closer to experiencing the holy grail along with others and bring this more into the world to be shared with others on all levels and in All ways.
* $ comes from my connection to the Universal Energy Field.
* Forgiveness for the seemingly external prepetrator of my situation, realizing that they appeared because I needed their ‘help’ to ‘work it out’.
* I have a higher level of understanding of the Inner Realm: that it is Best to be married and grounded in the practical realm of daily practice.
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Ray_I , October 27th, 2010.
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Ray Iasiello
Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
617-852-6479
28September2010
Posted by Ray under: Encounters With Remarkable Men and Women.
Well ~I really feel that calling this ‘Faerie Ring’ alone would immediately have some readers jump to the conclusion that this story has to do with being ‘gay’ or about ‘gayness’ . But no, that’s not it. Elf Circle ~ I can relate to more ‘personally’… And Yes, it is about my relationship and experience with these beautiful beings ~ faeries and elves who also populate our planet ~ or nearby our planet in a dimension so close but so far away. Perhaps Now ~ because of the transformation of the ‘etheric web’ of our world due to exponential expansion of the human ( over ) population, the internet, and the increasing saturation of ‘ human-made ’electromagnetic fields ~ cel phones with their microwave broadcast towers ~ they exist more rarely in the same vibrational frequency that we inhabit ~ but they still Do Exist ‘on’ our planet in a nearby ~ but safely enough, far away ~ vibrational dimension.
Caroline pointed out to me that when I shared this with her back in the 1970’s that I was one of the ‘L’ people. The ‘L’ vibration is in my mother’s maiden name ‘Truell’ or True L. It’s in my father’s name as well Louis NichoLas IasieLLo. The vibration was passed on to me as my parents named me RaLph Louis IasieLLo.
The Elves are who she was referring to.
In the late 1950’s , approximately 1958, I was 7 years old and in the 3rd grade of Saint Joseph’s Elementary School in Brookfield, CT. It was a good year in contrast to the fear and misery I had experienced since kindergarten in the Catholic school system. Sister Marvelous was kind and recognized that I was truly bright. She did not punish or humiliate me as every other teacher had done and I experienced much less anxiety both in and outside of the classroom.
I came home from school one day in the Springtime, after Easter past the middle of April. Mom, Dad and Gail my sister, were not there. I was alone. The sky was a light pale blue that afternoon, the misty clouds were dispersing and the budding trees and plants were waving in the breeze. It had been raining for a couple of days and now it was clearing. You could sense that rainbows appear in conditions such as these. My heart and spirit also felt bright and felt relieved to be ‘by myself’, sort of. I gazed out of the large picture window that faces the Southeast from the ‘ living room’ into our sloping yard. Almost a mile away in this direction past the yards of two of our neighbors, across Huckleberry Hill Road towards Green Knoll Day Camp. At that point in time all of that property on that side of the road belonged to Green Knoll ~ most of it a thicket of undeveloped woods with sloping hills and valleys with trails, while the camp facilities were laid out around a small natural pond beyond these woods and further down the road.
The camp was not yet open for business @ this time of the year. I was very pleasantly surprised that I could see right down into that field near the pond ~ even though the view is definitely blocked ~ even to this day~ by the woods the hills and trees, even in the Winter when the trees were without leaves. Some years later , the camp owners son fell into the blades of a large mowing machine and they got out of the business, selling off many of the acres to developers ( perhaps to help pay for their sons medical treatment) who interspersed the landscape with rather large houses and new roads. A few decades later in my 20’s I walked again in these woods ~ once with my friend and soul brother, Alan Blackman as we searched for solace from our intense demanding , post-high school, college lifestyles. On another occasion by myself ~ the soul of the forest communicated to me that it was waning ~ it’s “ spirit was crying for leaving” as Led Zepelin expressed in ‘Stairway to Heaven’.
On that day when I was 7 years old ~ for me the vista was clear. What I saw with my young heart and innocent mind was a group of tiny luminous translucent beings who’s heads and 4 limbs ~ two arms and two legs each ~ were shaped like pentacle stars shimmering with pink and green fluids within. I could see their bright happy faces and hear their tiny voices twinkling like wind chimes, singing with joyful laughter as they pranced and danced around in a circle.
They were calling to me ~ even calling out my name ~ to come and join them ~ to be like them ~ and to go with them to be happy forever and ever. I was delighted and felt no fear whatsoever for a moment. Then I instantly realized in my heart that going with them would be the end of my life, the end of being the person who I was in the ‘outer world’. That did not bother me because I knew that in my innermost essence I was one of them. However I realized that I would become ‘ disappeared ’ to my family, my friends and from my community, mysteriously vanished. I knew that everyone would be devastated by my abrupt and sudden absence. Perhaps my parents would not recover from the shock. There would be fear throughout the land that other children were in danger of ‘being kidnapped’, perhaps murdered or sold into slavery. All efforts to locate me would be in vain, fruitless.
From my heart I sent a message to my faerie elf friends that I knew I would be happy happy happy with them in their Land of Forever Never-ending Joy and Light, but it was the wrong thing to do because of all of the pain it would cause to my present ‘world’. I turned my attention to other amusements available to me and awaited the return of my mother, father and sister, our evening dinner homework and television shows followed by sleep and returning to school the next day.
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Ray Iasiello
Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
617-852-6479
8September2010
Posted by Ray under: interdimensional encounters.
As Caroline continued her recovery from Bell’s Palsy / spinal meningitis having escaped from Mass General Hospital after the doctors there asked her for permission to drill holes in her skull ~ we were given the opportunity to move our living quarters away from the second floor of the House of Karmu where we had our studio, Loka.
It was a great location for business @ the intersection of Green and Hancock Streets just down the hill from the Plough and Stars bar on Mass Ave, near Central and not too far away from Harvard Squares. There was also Karmu himself on the top floor who often encouraged his visitors to come see us because we were talented; had a lot of personal and professional resources and being in his good graces; he wanted us to make it and be successful.
We needed the quiet time for healing and staying balanced, away from the high vibrational intensity of the ‘Swami’s House’. Buckminster Fuller had designed the renovation of the attic apartment we moved into on Grozier Road just off of Huron Avenue in North Cambridge. Bucky Fuller had spent time @ MIT for several years and he designed the apartment so that it had a long pyramidic cylindrical ceiling and was bisected in the center by two alcoves which also had the pyramidic feature. So it was shaped like a cross and it incorporated the 4 directions. The kitchen was located to the South in the rear with the bathroom just off of the hallway entrance. In the center alcoves we had music, library and video equipment to the East and our library and meditation space to the West. Our bed was in the front of the apartment to the North, facing windows that we had draped.
It was a very cold grey November weekday morning when I awoke and observed my immediate surroundings. There was Caroline sleeping on her side, and there was me sleeping next to her. I realized that I was experiencing a lucid dream. I was soon to find out ‘why.’ My dream body’s eyes were drawn to gaze out into the silvery steel lavender and dark grey cloudscapes to the North over the Fresh Pond Reservoir of Cambridge that borders the town of Belmont and Route 2. In the sky waiting for me to behold, was a multidimensional emerald pyramid. It was pulsating and I sensed that it was emitting a humming vibration that had caused me to ‘awaken’.
On the side that was facing me there was a dark circular vortex that opened into it’s structure like a long tunnel. Toward the front of the opening it was glowing with purple iridescent light that receded into this deep, black corridor that appeared to be connected to the depths of Infinity.
The apparition seemed to be@ least 2 miles away but I could ‘zoom in’ and see these details clearly from where I was sitting in our home. The apparition and I acknowledged each other’s presence and existence. Then it withdrew its form into that black vortex and disappeared after instantaneously condensing itself into a point of black light. This was accompanied by a wooshing suction type of a sound that ‘popped’. I knew that I was only hearing this with my ‘inner ears’.
I realized that I was now fully awake and physically sitting up in bed, my dream body and my ‘regular body’ simultaneously superimposed upon one another. I had to lay back down to integrate these multidimensional aspects of myself back into unity. So I cuddled up with Caroline. Later, over breakfast tea I told her about it. She and I reflected quietly about it for some time.
References : ‘Contact with the Pleiades’ VOLUMES I & II ~ Swiss photographer Billy Meiers photo documentary in hardcover, full colour photos with NO detectable ‘special effects’. There are scores of photos documenting his numerous contacts and the ‘close encounters’ that he’s has had with similar ‘spacecraft’ AND their passengers.
copyright – RAY IASIELLO ~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, 2010
Ray Iasiello
Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
617-852-6479
7August2010
Posted by Ray under: Resonance Repatterning.
My 2,700 square foot penthouse loft in Boston’s Financial District was formerly occupied by the legendary photographer, Ralph King. My landlord, Jim Jason and neighbor Ted Jensen said that he partied high with models and raised a lot of hell there during the 1970’s. They also told me that he got out of town and went to the Big A ~ New York City where perhaps he might be less noticed by the authorities. While I did not tell my LL that my parents had named me Ralph ( and that I had changed my name to Ray in July of 1980 ), I did assure him that my hell-raising days were over and he had nothing to worry about. That was before I invited the beautiful creative genius Ramszy, who taught authentic Arabic dance to live with me when she lost her little apartment in East Boston. ( Her 2 adorable cats, Douba and Chiki also came along ~ they certainly eliminated any visits by mice and other rodentia from the 6th and 7th floors of 103 Broad Street ! ) It was also before Jo Ann Rose lived with me when her 40-something roommate of several years got involved with an insanely jealous and insecure teenager from Pakistan who just wanted to ‘totally eliminate’ JRF if you know what I mean.
Well ~ here it was, now 1997 and I was still living and teaching yoga there. I had survived these chapters of ‘co-inhabiting’ the space with Ramszy followed by JoAnn Rose. They had also survived as well; and each of my relationships with these two women had progressively evolved.
I often slept in the front ( Broad Street ) end of the loft in a room that was sheetrock on 3 sides while the front wall was rough hewn stone ~ ( obviously from a time when this building was on the harbor front adjacent to East India Row~ which still exists today and is the site of the two residential hi-rises known as Harbor Towers who’s construction back in the 1970’s kept the Harbor area from falling into total dereliction and I believe, actually sparked the Renaissance of the mid-1990’s gentrification of the entire area ~ including the ‘Big Dig’ and it’s replacement by the Rose Kennedy Greenway.
As I drifted off to sleep and awoke in the dawn I was greeted by the sentinel clock face of the Custom’s Tower ~ very surreal like a Dali or a Di Chirico painting ~ peering in from the diagonal ceiling mounted skylight window ~ in its pre-Marriot time- share conversion state, somewhat languishing from disuse.
One cold grey November day I awoke and sat up on the edge of my bed. I realized that my body was still in bed sleeping and that it was my ‘dreaming body’ that was awake. At the time I had a subscription to the magazine ‘American Photography’ ~ a copy of which was on the floor near the bed. I was drawn to pick it up having scanned it last night just before going to bed. Leafing through it in my lucid ‘waking’ dream , I exclaimed; “Oh, I didn’t notice, How about that? Here’s a picture of Gurumayi in black and white presiding over a satsang with a room full of devotees”. My eyes gazed upon Gurumayi’s profile serenely relating to these people for several breaths. Then ~ her face and body, seated in her chair ~ turned towards me.
It was like a camera zooming in and / or her face became close –up. It was Now in full living colour as well ( ! ) and she held my gaze with her eyes, steady and cool. I perceived that behind her laser-like expression was also a delightful joy that translated to me as ‘compassion’. She must have waited for me to get ’ that’ and without further hesitation she spoke to me directly : “ Ray, I am going to kill you ( the person who you are ) so that you can become the person that you can be”. She withdrew a pistol from her robe, aimed it @ me and this incident ended with an expansive flash of white light. I awoke about a half hour later and recalled this profound exchange for ‘some time’.
Soon, her prophetic statement would begin to come true. In 1998 I began to negotiate with and arranged to bring the 1st Holographic Repatterning® practitioner to the Boston area, the charismatic and creative Susana. She initiated me into HR and we collaborated on exposing this wonderful and effective healing modality to many persons throughout greater Boston. During the course of these events~ it made total sense to me that I should be learning how to do this myself to enhance my own self -improvement and also to help empower others with this gentle but powerful form of ‘quantum healing‘. Please see my website for more information about my journey of becoming a certified practitioner of ( formerly ) Holographic ~ now referred to as ‘Resonance Repatterning ™ ’. http://www.rayiasiello.com/aboutHR.html ALSO : http://www.rayiasiello.com/HRprac.html
I hosted Susana 4 times in 1999. Through our enthusiastic efforts she gained numerous clients in her new career as a practitioner of HR. I became the organizer of a series of seminars working with Michelle, a certified teacher of the process on how to become a practitioner of HR. We all knew each other through our involvement in Siddha Yoga Meditation centered in South Fallsburg, New York in the Catskill mountains. Susana helped direct the Hatha Yoga Department there and had been a resident of the ashram for some time. ( From 1994 to 2004, my focus in Siddha Yoga was to offer my seva ( service) in the Hatha Yoga Department). I visited the Shree Muktananda Ashram 2 to 3 times a year for days to weeks @ a time, learning about the Siddha Yoga approach to Hatha Yoga and performing spiritual practices as made accessible by participating in the ashrams daily schedule.
In 1997 I visited the temple of ‘Bade Baba’ ~ Bhagawan Nityananda who had been Baba Muktananda’s guru. It was before dawn. In the temple meditating in the presence of Bhagwan Nityananda’s ‘murti’ ~ his larger than life statue in which his ‘spirit’ resided, I had a vision: Baba Muktnanda entered the temple quietly and he indicated to me to notice Susana who was also in the temple meditating. Baba conveyed to me that I was to take Susana by the hand and help lead her out of the ashram to another place so that the rest of her life could unfold as it was supposed to.
In 1998, approximately, Susana did leave SMA and returned to her mother’s home in Miami, Florida where she had grown up after her family had come to the USA from Castro’s Cuba. We had been in contact and I offered that she should come to Boston to teach some yoga workshops that I would organize. She mentioned offering the community here her services as an HR practitioner. When she actually got here, it was the Holographic Repatterning®that people wanted and needed from her and not the yoga. I helped arrange for her to hold some presentations @ the Finding Inner Peace Yoga and Stress Reduction Center( where I was on the faculty ) on Boston’s South Shore and she was a hit ~ someone who scores of people wanted to have individual sessions with. She took me out to dinner towards the end of her 1st visit here @ Jae’s restaurant in Boston’s Theater District near ‘Park Plaza’ as an expression of her appreciation for my having helped her. After dinner, I told her about my vision and Baba’s guidance about telling me to help her transition to another chapter of her life after being in the ashram for so long. She stated that this was a total projection on my part and that in NO WAY did she feel that this was true and wanted me to know that she was not having any part of it.
Well ~ from that moment on our relationship became quite adversarial ~ she wanting to disassociate herself from me as much as possible except in regards to me connecting her with clients ~ and me wanting to continue to develop both a professional and personal relationship with her. I recall going through a couple of ‘dark nights of the soul’ during this painful yet creative time. Holographic Repatterning® certainly helped me deal with my pain and non-coherent patterns that were contributing to the situation. Actually ~ I realized that my focus @ that time as being in the role of ‘organizer’ was to reach out to persons who wanted to become empowered by learning how to become practitioners of HR. Susana’s focus, understandably, was about developing a broad base of clientele who she could help and who, in turn would help her to have a means of supporting herself.
There are many details and circumstances that occurred that do not need to be discussed here. She went on to get married to a colleague and long-time friend from Toronto and her career pathway continues to unfold. I went on and continued to host and hold together the budding community of Boston area students of HR; eventually becoming certified myself in 2002.
Off the record~ I have heard from a very reliable source ~ that Gurumayi stated that Repatterning was acceptable as an additional way that people could use to help heal themselves of their ‘samskaras’ ( karmic patterns often associated with pain, ignorance and limitation ) along with spiritual practice. Over time ~ now going on 11 years since then ~ I am a lot happier, a lot lighter, a lot healthier and there is so much less anger in my field of consciousness that I am a significantly different person. I truly feel much more on the way to fulfilling and manifesting the potential of who I can truly be in this lifetime.
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Ray Iasiello Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher / Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner http://www.RayIasiello.com 617-852-6479
29July2010
Posted by Ray under: Uncategorized.
Hi Everyone ~
from the Brookfiled Connecticut high School Class of 1970 and Beyond ~
I last hung out with Chuck Watson in 1980.
The Chuckster was an elemental force for me to contend with.
We never really connected @ BHS ~ so I was pleased and intrigued when he called me in 1980.
Relating to him really reminded me that I had to be strong as in ‘for real’ no jive and to keep us in the ‘frequency’ of good humor.
As I said; he called me came up to Cambridge with his girlfriend and we tried to have a good time ~
a bit awkward since his g friend rammed my car accidentally crunching the trunk
She went to see Karmu the Healer in whose house my girlfriend Caroline and I had an art and media studio.
http://www.shaktitechnology.com/KARMU/index.htm
You can google Karmu ~ he was for real
Chuck gave me an acoustic guitar he had made himself and asked me to sell it locally ~ the neighborhood guitar shop ~ Sandy’s Music on Mass Ave in Cambridge said they’d buy it for $75.00
He did not want to part with it for that meager price so I got it back to him eventually.
@ the time he was living in a large former factory warehouse type of place in Hartford with a 10th floor view of Interstate 84
He and a few friends were squatting there ~
had figured out a way to tap into the electrics
and I recall enjoying a fantastic sunset with him accompanied by a couple of Heinikens
as well as some high-grade combustible entertainment one Friday afternoon when I stopped by en route to Brookfield.
A few months later he had landed in NYC ~ lived w same girlfriend in an apt on the Lower East Side
I had some business in Manhattan and they let me stay there overnight ~
the only barrier that kept the neighborhood flocks of pigeons from entering the room were a pair of long linen drapes ~ muggy ~
it was another sleepless night in NYC for me.
Chuck was working as an engineer for the metro water department
I recall him telling me that they were upgrading the system to plug the millions of gallons of aqua they were losing each day
I recall him telling me that the quality of H2O in NY state was considered to be very good.
A few months later after I had arranged for him to pick up the guitar from my sister Gail in Brookfield ~
I got a call from his same g-friend who told me that he had died from an aneurism cerebral hemorrhage rather unexpectedly
Was he not a cousin of Carol Watson of the class of 1971 ? Has anyone tried to contact her ? He and Karl Hansen were also good friends in high school. Paul Estok tells me Karl is working in Bulgaria laying gas pipelines these days.
Hey correct me if I’m wrong someone ~
but I have long since contemplated my times with him and said my Blessings.
I rest my case.
Love Light Meditation
Ray
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Ray Iasiello
Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
http://www.RayIasiello.com
617-852-6479
26July2010
Posted by Ray under: Uncategorized.
In late Winter,1992 ~ I was on a bus on the elevated expressway portion of I- 93 South ~ the ‘Green Monster’ that traversed the North End, Harbor and the Financial District of Boston before the Big Dig submerged the highway and the Rose Kennedy Greenway was planted.
I had been living in mystical Marblehead way up and ‘out east’ on the North Shore since 1988 and it was no longer proving to be workable ~having an early morning job teaching yoga @ the Boston Harbor Hotel, still being the general manager and main producer @ Cambridge Multicultural Arts Center in East Cambridge ~
and feeling that my need for the solitude of my years-long retreat to the North was waning…
I had been praying to and asking MahaLakshmi ~ the Goddess of Wealth and Abundance, to help me to manifest a place in town that I could live and work in.
That very morning on the bus, internally singing her chant ‘Mahalakshmi Stotram’ ~ a practice that I performed consistently every day since the the first of Spring 1986 when Gurumayi had sent the text and music to the Boston Ashram in Chestnut Hill, telling our community of Boston area devotees to practice this chant,
I had just asked mother Lakshmi to please help me.
As the bus sped by I saw a sign on the brick building near the end of Broad Street ~ ‘ thousands of square feet for rent’. Later that day in the damp misty March evening I took the ‘T’ to Government Center and walked down State, turned right onto Broad, past the disappeared location of ‘Cantones’ a small intimate and friendly punk rock dance club in the early 1980’s, and got the info from on a sign posted above the steel grate of the appliance store ‘Boston Ship Service’.
Soon I was living there ~ on a handshake and initially for $600.00 a month,
2,700 square feet on the 6th floor : walk up ( 147 steps from the street-level front door ) AND freight elevator with loading dock.
Featuring a kitchen, 1 & ½ half bathrooms, a curved brick wall, gas heat, rough hewn stone front walls beneath 2 working diagonal skylight windows, an abundance of of natural light , very expansive ‘rooms’ and internally connected spaces ~ enough for 2 bedrooms, office, library ,art studio, wardrobe and miscellaneous storage, access to the roof via a sturdy ladder in the attic that led to a hatch.
Yet Best and most significantly of All ~
that long room with the curved brick wall became my 800+ square foot yoga studio.
In those days I taught a Sunday morning class there that was attended faithfully by two women devotees, Ann Rahimi-Asa and ebony queen Cheryl Landy, a talented, gifted African-American woman who became a highly successful advertising genius who built an impressive portfolio of ‘maha’ advertising accounts for the Boston Globe in their heyday of the mid 1990’s. Cheryl was also very fond of ‘English’ culture and mannerisms in a non-uptight way. I believe her affinity for and identification with the English culture came from being strongly connected to a recent lifetime she spent incarnated in the form of a wealthy, happy and aware English woman.
In the initial months I had no refrigerator so I ate out a lot; ‘Pizzeria Regina and Pomodoro in the North End, Milk Street Café, the Sultan’s Kitchen and right across from my front door ‘Country Life Vegetarian Restaurant’.
After class one Sunday morning, I wandered over to Country Life to partake of the fabulous vegetarian brunch where you could get an actual vegan breakfast along with a complete vegan Sunday dinner.
Reveling in my overall good fortune @ the time which was manifesting in that present moment as the ample and delicious vegetarian food I was enjoying, I noticed a young Asian family come in; sisters with their children a husband and a stately queen of an older woman who was obviously the matriarch of all of these beautiful offspring. They emitted the subtle yet brightly pleasant vibrational buzz of happy people ~ very uplifting. My eyes caught the sparkle of one of the elder woman’s daughters who had young children ~ a cute handsome boy and pretty girl with lovely Asian eyes noticeable even @ that young age. The mother daughter smiled. I did not ‘play it cool’ and pretend that I was not checking her out. In less than a minute we found ourselves looking @ each other rather steadily with a comfortably familiar yet uncanny thought-form: ‘ we can’t -place- who-is- this familiar-stranger !?! ’. She took the initiative and approached me; “ Don’t we know each other from somewhere ? “
I said; “Uh, maybe from another lifetime, or maybe somewhere in yoga “ She exclaimed “ Yes! That’s it ~ we both studied with Patricia Walden when she taught Iyengar Yoga @ the home of Victor Oppenheimer ! “ ( near Fresh Pond in Cambridge, 1983 and ’84 ).
“ Cool ~ that’s right “ I responded, very happy to be seeing her again. “ Ciay, when I last saw you it was in Wellfleet on the Cape when Patricia taught that weekend workshop and you came, probably 8 months pregnant dressed in white accompanied by that very handsome man with dark eyebrows and black hair wearing a white shirt.“ ( Her husband. who appeared to me @ that time, as a choir boy-graduate, then possessing another level of the awareness of reverence for his sacred experience with this beautiful woman who was carrying his child ).
“ Well, I still try to study with Patricia but it’s a challenge since she moved her studio and I have a job managing the Cambridge Multicultural Arts Center .” She smiled as she said to me “ Well, you should come and study where I study ~ with Barbara Benagh on Beacon Hill, Joy Street very close to here”.
I said I would do that and probably see her there. “ Thursday nights”; she said.
After I left the restaurant I went up to Washington Street to Woolworth’s which was still in existence in the building that now houses Marshall’s, H & M and one of my employers, The Boston Sports Club. As I walked back towards my expansive penthouse loft I reflected upon my previous relationship with Ciay. She demonstrated herself to be a very proficient and capable yogini @ Patricia’s classes. We rarely spoke ( maybe 2 times + very briefly ) over that 2 year period. I would regularly check out the way she did poses which, along with internally chanting the Siddha Yoga Mantra ‘Om Namah Shivaya’ proved to be very helpful and inspiring for my own study and learning.
As I approached the beautiful ‘front yard’ of the Financial District known as ‘Post Office Square Park’ on that moist, balmy afternoon I had yet another memory of knowing Ciay. We had been together before ~ in a place that was full of water and streaming currents, beautiful islands and dolphins and sea beings who all lived together in playful joyous harmony ~ it was Lemuria ~ an ancient place in the area now known as the South Pacific Ocean, tens of thousands of years before Atlantis. She was like Tinker Bell and I was like Peter Pan. We were delightfully close friends. We swam, explored and played together in this age and place until the Earth changes caused our severance from one another and Lemuria ‘went down’ causing all of her inhabitants to travel to other continents and develop along different evolutionary pathways. It was wonderful to remember this ecstatic high incarnation that we had shared and I was very happy to anticipate that we would again be friends in this present lifetime.
To invite me to study with Barbara ~ this was a ‘no-brainer’ ~ a brilliant piece of crucial information handed to me by Ciay. I was still feeling the importance of continuing my yoga studies compelled somewhat by my need to ‘be grounded’ as I still often experienced profound expansive surges of energy and perception relating to the evolution of my consciousness – now having been accelerated by travelling upon the path of Siddha Yoga Meditation ‘officially’ since 1983, May – for almost 10 years @ that time.
I had already met BB @ the first North American Iyengar Yoga Teacher’s Convention held in the Summer of 1986 @ Harvard University, coinciding with the ‘Harmonic Convergence’ ~ a timespan during which our planet, solar system and the Universe were supposedly shifting into a higher vibrational frequency forerunning the actual arrival of the New Age ( sometimes referred to as The Age of Aquarius, or Sat Yuga ~ the age of Truth) following the ultimate decline being brought about as the present age of the Kali Yuga imploded upon itself, all life forms and the soon to be revealed obsolete way of life on this planet.
Barbara had been assigned to teach a Forward Bends workshop on the top floor of the Malkin Athletic Facility ( where in 1994, I began to teach yoga in the Harvard University Recreation Program, still doing that to this present day ).
My primary memory of my 1st encounter with BB was being very focused on improving my forward bending asanas ~ and she telling everyone to stop their pose in her bright, pretty Southern drawl to come over to take a look @ how terrible my pose was. I didn’t mind this @ the time as long as it was about improving everyone’s pose, including mine. Ciay had assured me that Barbara no longer ridiculed her students ( an Iyengar type of teaching-thing, because most of his student teachers imitated ‘Guruji’s’ fierce and somewhat caustic manner of relating to students ). Ciay had conveyed to me, somewhat telepathically, that though BB’s approach was softer than the traditional Iyengar ‘method’; it was potently capable to help you go ’to your edge’ and ‘beyond your edge’ making accessible places of greater possibility’ in your experience of the practice of Hatha Yoga ~ which Barbara refers to as ‘meditation in motion’.
Within a month I started my 20 minute ‘by foot’ commute from Broad Street to Joy Street on Thursday afternoons to Barbara’s studio which was on the top floor of a community center known as the Hill House. The studio -room had a pyramidic shape which I believe enhanced the power of the shakti that accumulates when and where people practice yoga regularly. So the energy was noticeably good there. Because of a yoga teaching commitment, I began to come to the 6 PM class when Ciay also came to study. In November of 1993 that year Ciay invited me, Barbara and a few other students over to her home after class to celebrate her birthday. The Misa Volpe family then lived in a residence @ Upton Street in Boston’s South End. I remember that chilly Autumn night when Ciay first welcomed me into her home. I knew we were going to be good friends again.
After classes , we soon began to go out to dinner, attended a Christmas Carol vegan lunch @ Ann Wigmore’s Hippocrates Health Institute, then located on Commonwealth Avenue in the Back Bay which I found to be very ‘heart warming and welcoming’. We sometimes visited my former place of employment, the CMAC ~ where I was still treated like an honored guest, went swimming in Walden Pond, and a couple of times we found ourselves on the roof of my loft, watching movies late @ night with the Customs House Tower ( in its pre-Marrriot time-share days ) nearby, this scenario taking place beneath the cosmic presence of the urban full moon rising above the deep blue indigo of the North Atlantic. Also in the following Spring ,we saw Angelique Kidjo live @ the Roxy ( now called the Royale ) with Ciay’s friend, Johnnny, an AIDS survivor. It was like seeing that Motown had gone to Mali on the West African coast and had returned to America ~ excellent ecstatic dancing that night. Our attendance @ the concert was preceded by a dinner @ Addis Red Sea Ethiopian Restaurant on Tremont Street. We sometimes bicycled thru the city streets over to Buddha’s Delight in Chinatown and when BB was away, we would get together with Ali Righter and Lucy White and practice yoga in my loft, Ciay often encouraging us to make sounds as we took on the forms and shapes of our ‘asana friends’.
Come every Christmas mid- December, Ciay would return to her native land of the Phillipines ~ located in the geographical region of the South Pacific known to be part of the previous location of the civilization of Lemuria. On New Years Day of 1995 I was walking towards Cambridge Street towards the Joy Street studio bundled up in the face of sub zero winds and frozen ice to partake of a free yoga class that BB was offering that day. I was acutely aware that Ciay was present within me ~ we were connected on a very deep soul level ~ I saw her golden hued skin and short cropped black hair with it’s streaks of silver, I could feel her breathing within me and with me as I walked through the frozen hostile Boston architecture that seemed to have been unconsciously designed to make this city a place even more windy than Chicago with its great oceanic inland fresh water lake. I was clearly aware that Ciay was connecting her essence to a level of the mineral kingdom characterized by warm, active, solidified volcanic rock deep in the ocean and islands of the Philipines. I envisioned her skin glowing with sweat, heard the sweet whispering vibration of her breathing as she merged her essence with that aspect of the ‘earth element’, the volcanic oceanic realm of rocks that have been there since Lemuria flourished.
Ciay is skilled in her ability of being able to channel ‘prana’ . She knows about healing by sending the energy of the breath infused with ’love’ to different areas of the body and different levels of consciousness or ‘skandas’ as they are referred to in Shavite philosophy, which make up what is called a physically incarnate being which includes, but is not limited to the ‘human being’.
( Sometimes I think that species, ‘homo sapien’ might end up being aptly re-named ‘humanus extinctus’. )
In 1999, Ciay’s brother, Lito a creative entrepreneur had come to visit her in Boston and also to make contact with Coca Cola, presenting them with proposals about helping him to develop and market inventions he had created. Being enrolled in the certification program of Holographic Repatterning® @ that time, I gave Lito a complementary repatterning session one Sunday afternoon. I then prevailed upon my friend, JoAnn Rose, to give him a lift back to Dartmouth Street in the Back Bay so he could walk back to Upton Street for a family dinner. My friend Jo Ann wanted to know why I was so concerned and about my willingness to accommodate Ciay and her family members. Just before getting out of JRF’s car Lito turned to her and said : “ Jo Ann, you’ve got to understand that Ray and Ciay have been very good friends for a very long, long time“. Instant replay for me ~ of the visions of us swimming and playing together in the watery land of Lemuria expanded forth in my consciousness.
@ Ciay’s 50th birthday party I got notoriously drunk. I was bored, and had made the mistake of not inviting a sexy, lovely woman, Lisa whom I had just started to date. Much of the food was dairy–based except for the poached salmon, which went very fast. There was ample champagne and to top it off ~ deadly to me ~ a tequila-based birthday punch. I got a taxi home and sat in the parlour of my Winchester Street apartment where I practiced inner healing, accompanied by the ‘Raga Bhupali’ ( Blue Pearl ) version of the ‘Om Namah Shivaya’ mantra to remove the drunken frequencies from my energy system.
@ 8 AM, I got up and bathed, then went to teach my 11 AM yoga class @ Wellbridge on Commonwealth Avenue.
By Monday afternoon, after work, Ciay called me and asked me “ Ray, why did you do that to yourself ?”
Apologizing to her, I told her that I had allowed myself to become totally bored and had sought to transcend my boredom by attempting to see if I could just get intoxicated enough ~ which I had failed to do. She received my apology and our friendship has continued.
After her return from the Phillipines in 2008 Ciay showed me a very exotic portfolio of photos of herself taken by an elderly Japanese photographer she had met and befriended that year. They are pictures of her in the nude practicing what can only be described as asana infused with elements of earth along with wood, water and sky. They, to me, are a living manifestation of the vision I beheld in 1995 walking on that Winter day.
They are featured in Ciay’s book ‘ Yoga in the Wild ‘
For more information about the living reality of Ciay ~ Lucia Misa – and to check out her book, please visit her website @
http://www.Talikwas.com
I attest to the truth of the above rendered account of my relationship friendship with Lucia Ciay Misa.
Love Light Laughter + Meditation,
Ray
Copyright 2010 Ray Iasiello ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Ray Iasiello
Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
http://www.RayIasiello.com
617-852-6479
15July2010
Posted by Ray under: Resonance Repatterning; Uncategorized.
Hi Everyone ~
Thanks for participating.
PLEASE NOTE THAT YOU CAN STILL PARTICIPATE ~ Right Now @ This Present Moment. Just PayPal the fee of $21.00 to me @Ray@RayIasiello.com and you too will come into full resonance with the shifts outlined in this report. In Resonance Repatterning, we understand and interact with our world, the Universe and reality based on the principles of quantum physics which hold that ‘All Moments ARE contained within the present moment.’
It turned out that this event was a proxy-in workshop.
Having thoroughly marketed the event thru my own channels
as well as the Kundalini Yoga Ashrams thorough outreach,
the only ones who actually registered
were those of you who trust that this process can and does work effectively
over distances without you having to be physically present .
I performed it @ my top floor apartment here in lovely south Brookline instead of driving the 60 miles to + from Millis
.
There were 2 significant actual Kundalini Yoga practices that I had been initiated in during my visits to the Ashram that I employed in the process.
I’ll state that these practices as they are conducted by the 3HO teachers are most often done with intense vigor and they do invoke the fire element of our human energy fields.
In Resonance Repatterning™ ~ my experience is that being gentle is what is actually required in order to actually produce shifts.
Remember, our intention here is to balance the fire element ~ not to get it to expand to the magnitude + intensity of a solar flare.
Here is your report :
INITIAL MODALITY FOR TRANSFORMING RESONANCE ( MTR ) :
‘Upavistakonasana ‘ a seated yoga asana with legs set @ a wide angle ~ raising + lowering arms in sync to breathing while chanting the ayurvedic sounds ( bija’ seed ‘syllable mantras ) for each chakra :
‘lam, vam, ram, yam, ham, om’ with various ‘mudras’ ~ arm and hand gestures
INTENTIONS + PROBLEMS REL TO THE FIRE ELEMENT :
( I am listing ALL of the statements in their present stae of coherence )
ON ~ I let go of all negative thought forms + self destructive behavior.
ON ~ I face all endeavors with heart, courage and enthusiasm
ON ~ My digestive system + immune systems have the fire element working properly to nourish me, protect me and to heal me.
ON ~ I care about and consider the well-being of all animals in all that I think and do throughout my days.
WOOD ELEMENT COHERENCE ( Wood feeds Fire ~ Wood is the ‘parent’ of Fire )
ON ~ I express my creativity by going into action
ON ~ I exert a positive control over my finances
ABUNDANCE REPATTERNING
Wood Element non-coherencies :
OFF ~ I cannot attain my vision
OFF ~ I expand my business and fail to earn more $
OFF ~ I have lost my vision for what I am doing
Note : the Wood element relates to ‘vision’ ie ‘direction to grow towards’
WATER ELEMENT COHERENCE : ( Water feeds Wood ~ Water is the ‘parent’ of Wood )
ON ~ I have the ambition and the drive to create Abundance for myself and others.
FIRE ELEMENT COHERENCE : ( Water controls Fire ~ when these elements are ‘in balance, this is optimal. )
ON ~ I receive from ALL elements ~ fire earth metal water wood*
as well as the air and space ( ether ).**
*elements according to traditional Chinese Medecine, acupuncture
** elements according to Ayurveda
SEASONAL REPATTERNING ~ Planetary Frequencies
OFF ~ Uranus > I am rude and care only about my own agenda
ON ~ Earth > I Am Abundant ( Fire is the parent of the earth element ).
MODALITIES FOR TRANSFORMING RESONANCE ~
These have all been done by me proxying for our groups individual and collective energy system.
You do not have to do them. However I have listed descriptions of them in case you want to learn more about them ~
some are easy and accessible and for others ,you should find a qualified teacher who you feel comfortable with.
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Yoga Asanas :
• Urdvha Prasarita Eka Padasana ~ ‘ upright extended one leg’ then the other ~ a standing split. ~ I used the wall in my hallway for this one.
• Matsyasana ~ ‘the fish pose’ ~reclining on back, the thoracic spine is arched and the chest and throat are lifted away from the floor while the crown of the head stays on the floor
• Constructive Rest Position ~ lay on back with feet seperated , knees bent and together, arms relaxing out from shoulders with elbows bent, palms turned up ~ then moving the hands and wrists to cross and rest beneath the chin upon throatalso known as ‘Cooks Crossing ‘ with Shambavi Mudra ( eyes crossed and turned upwards towards crown of skull )
Energy Contact points :
• Use of OM tuning fork on Wood Point of Lung ( Metal ) meridian ~ thumb of left hand X 3~ preceded by placing a drop of essential oil ‘spikenard’ on this point ~
• Bringing the metal and wood elements into balance ~ metal being the ‘controller’ of wood, wood being the parent of fire.
• Use of OM tuning fork on Fire element Point of the Heart Protector Meridian ~ middle of palm of right hand X 3 ~ preceded by placing a drop of essential oil ‘palo santo’ from the Ecuadorian rain forest on the point. 1 final application was done using the acupuncture chart of this meridian in the ‘Transforming Meridian Patterns ‘ manual.
Yoga Asanas :
• ‘Breath of Fire’ aka ‘Khumbaka’ or in Resonance Repatterning™ known as ‘steam engine breath’
• followed by Sirsasana ~ headstand
ALL STATEMENTS SHIFTED TO THE ABOVE-LISTED RESONANCES AFTER THESE MODALITIES WERE PERFORMED.
POSITIVE ACTIONS :
Visit Lynne McTaggert’s website www.lynnemctaggart.com @ least once and practice this daily ~
If you do not have a steady 10 minutes each and every day @ the reccommended time in whatever time zone you are in ~
practice it wherever you are and during whatever else you are doing for @ least 3 minutes,
holding the vision steady in your heart and mind.
An intro and link are provided here : Intention of the Day: The Gulf Oil Spill
Every day at 1 pm US Eastern Standard Time
This is just a reminder that we now have started a daily intention to heal the Gulf Oil spill.
I’ve recorded a little video to guide you through this intention, which you can view by following this link.
So I’d like to suggest that we hold our intention every day at 1 pm Eastern Daylight Savings time for BP’s engineers and all involved parties to be successful in their efforts to end the Gulf oil spill and to clean up the sea, marine habitat and surrounding beaches.
Remember, as angry as we are about the situation, let’s maintain a positive intention to BP’s engineers who are working, much as the Apollo 13 engineers did, on creating a new means to stave the flow of oil. Our intention should support all of BP’s efforts to create diversionary relief wells for the spill, with minimum impact on the ecosystem of the seas.
Every day that you can, please come onto our website at 1 pm Eastern DST to send the following intention. As you send this intention, please mentally imagine the relief wells being successfully dripped. Imagine with all your five senses in great detail.
‘My intention is for BP’s engineers to immediately and successfully divert the Deepwater Horizon oil leak with no long-term damage to the environment.’
PLEASE NOTE THAT 2 DAYS after this Hatha Yoga Resonance Repatterning Workshop took place that this intention was fulfilled.
ALSO ~ POSITIVE ACTION ~ contd. :
PRINT OUT and post this list
where you can look @ it daily
ADD to the list whenever you think of another tangible idea.
Share with friends and family casually, whenever appropriate.
also from Lynne McTaggert’s blog parody of Paul Simon’s ’50 Ways To Leave Your Lover’.
50 Real Ways to Cut Down on Petroleum Use ~
Avoid or cut down your use of:
1. Gasoline or kerosene for any reason
2. Bottled water in plastic
3. Prescription and non-prescription drugs
4. Ordinary cosmetics
5. Baby oil or petroleum jelly
6. Synthetic rubber or latex pillows
7. Most paint brushes and rollers
8. Many kinds of mops and cleaning utensils
9. Ordinary paint
10. Processed food with artificial colors, flavors and preservatives
11. Any fruits and vegetables wrapped in plastic (complain to your supermarket)
12. Candles made of paraffin wax
13. Garden and personal insecticides and herbicides and insect repellents
14. Vinyl or other synthetic flooring
15. Ordinary cleaners for carpets and floors, including wax
16. Toiletries that don’t have natural ingredients, particularly hand and body lotions
17. Disposable diapers and all other ‘disposables’
18. Disposable contact lenses
19. Man-made fibers (lycra, polyester, nylon, rayon, spandex)
20. Acrylic paint
21. Asphalt
22. Plexiglas, fibreglass and latex
23. Teflon
24. Many types of carpets
25. Fabric softeners
26. Air fresheners
27. Cleaning agents that are not eco-friendly, including oven and toilet bowl cleaners
28. Plastic shower curtains
29. Plastic glasses
30. Perfumes and colognes with artificial fragrance
31. Ordinary nail polish
32. Plastic toys
33. Silver polish
34. Dishwasher detergent
35. Ordinary toothpaste
36. Artificial sweetener containing saccharin
37. Synthetic sponges
38. Many types of soaps
39. Chewing gum
40. The insides of food cans, paper wrappers, paper cups and often boxes and cartons, and lids of jars
41. Picnic plates and cutlery
42. Many dyes, including hair dye
43. Plastic bags
44. Crayons
45. Vitamins contained in capsules
46. Rubbing alcohol
47. Latex bandages
48. Vaporizers
49. Any cooking utensil not made of wood or metal
50. Hairspray
And here are 20 things to do instead:
20 Non-petroleum Ways to Live
1. Use natural remedies instead of prescription or non-prescription drugs
2. Use eco cosmetics and fragrances, including natural nail polishes
3. Eat organic and local
4. Use eco-toiletries and re-use the containers
5. Use things that are bottled in glass, and fill your life with things made of wood, stone, paper, metal, glass or ceramic
6. Always carry a reusable cloth bag with you for shopping
7. Consider natural family planning, which does not require a product made from plastic, such as condoms and diaphragms
8. Cook with metal and glass
9. Cook from scratch when possible
10. Use eco-paints and painting fluids
11. Sleep on natural pillows, if possible
12. Use organic and non-toxic forms of insecticides and herbicides in your backyard or garden
13. Wear cotton, silk, linen or wool
14. Whenever you go to use your car, think first: do I really need to drive?
15. Think twice before upgrading your computer, phone, game consoles and other toys
16. Give your children toys made of natural materials
17. Use natural flooring
18. Breastfeed, rather than using plastic bottles
19. Use cooking and cleaning utensils made of natural materials
20. Take tablets, not capsules
There’s a lot to choose from here.
Enjoy your time helping to create a new ,healthy and more positive world.
Remember, as LM says; ‘BP also means ‘Being Positive’
and
Thanks for allowing me to be of service to you in this way.
Ray
COPYRIGHT 2010 Ray Iasiello ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Ray Iasiello
Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
http://www.RayIasiello.com
617-852-6479
29June2010
Posted by Ray under: Uncategorized.
IN June of 1977 Caroline had recovered from Bell’s Palsy and spinal meningitis with the help of Karmu the healer. She and I took the opportunity to camp out on some undeveloped land in the area known as West Tisbury on the magical mystical island of Martha’s Vineyard.
We had a fun relaxing party -ride over on the ferry, drinking combos of ginger beer and regular beer ( Miller’s High Life’’ to be exact). We arrived in West Tisb in the late afternoon as the sun was slowly ‘ heading out towards the Western sky’ trailing vapor-like orange and golden yellow curtains of light. We carried our supplies through the deep dark New England rain forest which was well-stocked with ferocious mosquitoes and relentless greenheads.
We set up our campsite on a wooden platform that had been erected in the woods by the land-owner. Darkness would soon be upon us and I was clearing some brush for our fire ~ which would help us see better and help to cook our dinner as well. In my haste, I ended up getting poison ivy in my left eye which I realized rather suddenly as my eye began to itch and sting intensely.
What a dilemma !!!
Miles from a clinic, doctor or a hospital ~ this could turn out to be a major hassle that could ruin our ‘long-weekend’ vacation and possibly permanently damage my left eye.
In the belongings she was carrying ~ Caroline had stashed a long pyramid – shaped quartz crystal ~ kind of like the one on Pink Floyd’s ‘ Dark Side of the Moon’ album cover ~ except that this one was real and beautiful to behold ~ a crystal wand that emitted a noticeable energy when you held it
I realized that I could and should use it to heal my eye.
We were very blessed to have decided to arrive there on the eve of the full moon . I lay on the wooden platform near our tent and propped my head up on my backpack as the moon came into full view appearing so alive in the sky above us in the clearing of the rain forest canopy. It was galactically white and the sky surrounding it was like a cathedral of of sapphire interspersed with vast expansive shafts of white glowing moon beams.
I held the prism above my face beholding the light of the full moon, seeing the actual reflected image of the moon within the inner crystalline structure. Getting down to business ~ I relaxed even more and focused my gaze into the rainbow lunar spectrum of the 7 rays being refracted by the moon’s light that was being channeled through the prism. I chose to look initially into the green wavelength, then past the blue and into the deep iridescence of the deeper blue indigo for approximately 1 hour, breathing in the colour and gently intending it towards, and receiving it into the area of the inflamed cornea of my left eye.
The indigo cooled and soothed the affliction. How it actually modulated the painful interaction of the poison ivy oils and my eye tissue is not exactly known to me ~ However I found myself very grateful, and very blessed to sense that I had become totally free from the infection that very night !
I slept quite well; then Caroline and I proceeded to have a most excellent time, resplendent with canoeing, bicycling, photography, sun bathing , mud baths and swimming in the deep blue indigo of the Atlantic Ocean.
Copyright Ray Iasiello 2010 ~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
11June2010
Posted by Ray under: darshan.
I never met Swami Muktananda, Parmahansa ( 1908 – 1982 , October ) in person when he was physically alive, but I have met him and had his darshan on several blessed occasions since my 1st involvement in Siddha Yoga Meditation in 1982, May.
The following teaching occurred in Boston on a snowy Friday evening in the Winter of 1996 @ ‘the Castle’ located near the ‘Park Plaza’ and South End areas of Boston. It is one of those blessed occasions where Baba was with me and spoke to me directly:
I was attending the opening reception of an exhibition ‘Artwork by Women Artists of Color’ with my friend, JoAnn Rose. I introduced JoAnn to a woman friend who’s synasthesia paintings ( music as colour and form ) were being featured in the show. JoAnnRose, an artist herself who is very colorful and of Italian ancestry, grew up in the suburbs near Boston asked my friend ( who is Afro-American and – like myself )-of Cherokee ancestry: ” What is a woman of color?’ and ” Are there any pieces by white women artists in this show ?” My artist friend replied; ” No, only non-white women are women of color and there is no work by by white women artists in this show.”
Upon hearing this revlation from my artist friend and soul sister, I was stunned in an amusing way. Smiling politely, I went over to the table where refreshments were available, helping myself to some vegetables and a glass of sparkling water. I found myself enveloped in a sphere of consciousness separate from, but connected to the main tableau of the event unfolding. The dark shadows of ‘the Castle’ above the reception were suffused with a pink and golden light. Baba Muktananda was next to me taking a sip of sparkling water and holding a piece of celery and a small tomato in his other hand. Wearing robes of saffron and gold with socks and sandals , he was smiling, exuding his aura of joyful shakti. I could smell the distinct fragrance of sandalwood and feel the warmth of his presence as he leaned towards me and touched my shoulder, his eyes sparkling with delight and said, laughing; “Ray, your friends do not understand the higher Self, the Self of All that is beyond race, color or creed. They are interesting persons who are considered by your society to be fascinating and talented. But, they do not understand that we are All actually expressions of the One Self of All. “I smiled with appreciation upon receiving this teaching from the Guru ,who was no longer visibly present but who’s vibrance was resonating within me.
Soon JoAnn rejoined me and we left the reception , drove down to the Mass College of Art on Huntington Avenue and saw a performance of Korean jazz followed by dinner of risotto and wine @ ‘ Trattoria Il Panino ‘ ( now ‘Umbria’ ) on Franklin Street just around the corner from Broad Street, where my penthouse loft was located in Boston’s Financial District.
Gurumayi ( Swami Chidvilasananda ) has quoted Baba Muktananda on this same subject: ” We can live together in harmony when we understand that there is only One and that one is everyone.”
copyright Ray Iasiello 1996, 2010 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Ray Iasiello Certified Hatha Yoga Teacher
Certified Resonance Repatterning™ Practitioner
617-852-6479
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