domingo, 28 de octubre de 2012

THE BLACK-BEARDED SADHU: 1


 A Sadhu  is an ascetic, a monk, a yogi or sage who seeks enlightenment following the path of penance,  giving away all the ties that can unite them with the earthly and the material world. Their search is to the true values ​​of life.
Generally live included in society but try to steer clear of human pleasures, eating what is necessary and sufficient, but taking care of their  overall health.
A Sadhu is usually an educated man, with college degrees, parents of a family, who leaves everything, wife, children, house, and becomes a pilgrim.
Many of them have left a life of material wealth and other signs of his power and spiritual life have preferred.
They tend to imitate the life of Shiva, carrying a trident as a symbol, painted three stripes of ash on the forehead that make them remember their search, destroy the three impurities: selfishness, desire and action with maya.
They wear saffron robes,  which means the blessing of Parvati, the consort of Shiva.
Dedicated to meditation, usually can be seen meeting in The Kumba-Mela. Most of them live in caves, forests and temples all over India.
In special schools learn the control and ownership of their bodies and minds, become yoga teachers. Some go naked, covered with "vibhuti" or holy ashes, and allowed to grow their hair looped.
Today all over India must include at least 6 million.

1
          At  5:55 pm, Daniel entered into an elegant Hato Rey Center, took the elevator after a couple of people. A "buttons", dark blue dressed, asked him for the floor which was headed.
-       Fifth, please gently said, with a tone of appreciation.
   Stepped out and looked for the 503. The glass door was open, entered and found behind a desk, a young secretary who went saying:
             - Good afternoon, Dr. Elba Ross, please?
             - Are you Mr. Brown? -  The secretary inquired.
-Yes, I am - Daniel kindly replied
          -Sit down please, at a time will be served - said the girl.
     Daniel looked at his side and saw a large reception with white leather furniture, a finely carved wooden table and some magazines on it.
       He sat and waited while the young secretary pressed a black button intercom device. The next minute a woman of about 50 years come out of office.  
-       Mr Brown, good afternoon, please stop by here - said as she extended a small hand in greeting. - I've read your e-mails.
         Dr. Ross settled into a large brown leather chair and invited Daniel to fill another chair across from her. Daniel sat down and looked at the face of the strange woman who had to face. It was small size, 1.55 m, Thick-framed, oval face and auburn hair graying ray that peeked out from different parts of the head rather large and disproportionate to the rest of the body.
       However foreign figure did not cause the slightest negative impression on Daniel. He had studied with deep detail each of the degrees of the prestigious Women:
Doctor of the Caribean Centre for Advanced Studies, Masters in Transpersonal Psychotherapy, Clinical Psychology, Ericksonian Hypnosis, Neuro-Linguistic Programming, and Positive Psychology Graduation in Harvard University and other activities both in the College of Psychologists of Puerto Rico and the United States. Over 20 years experience in professional practice that women were an expert, and it was what he needed.
       -Doctor Ross - Daniel Brown said while he coughed to clear his throat covering his mouth with a closed hand, I have 33 years of age. I visited psychologists and psychoanalysts in Israel, Germany, England and the United States, trying to find an answer to some disturbances that happen in my mind from an early age, I would say that since I was three years old –recounted looking at directly to the eyes of the psychotherapist.
            - Please continue –Dr.  Ross encouraged and adopting an attitude of interest and attention.
             - I do recognize perfectly the difference between reality and fantasy, between imagination and memory, and I could tell what is happening to me lies in the field of memories. I can remember places where, sure enough, I have never been and events that have never happened, at least not in this life - said emphatically.
     - What you just said means that you believe in past lives? - Asked Dr. Ross with discrete passive tone.
            -  I do not know if there are past lives. What I can say is that at times I think and feel like a different person, I have very clear memories of events and places, remember names of people I have known and I can clearly see their faces in my mind, as you might remember and see in your mind your parents, siblings or friends. I have been psychologically evaluated in the best centers in the world and the results have always been normal - Daniel reported concerned tone in his voice.
     Dr. Ross did not flinch, his gaze never missed a single detail of her interlocutor. In silence waited for Daniel to continue the story of what he had experienced throughout his life.
     Daniel continued his explanation for about half an hour, took a long breath and was silent.
     Dr. Ross understood that the explanation was over and said:
            - Well, Mr. Brown, I understand that you did come to my staff so, through hypnosis, we  can know what actually happened, right?
             -It's the part that interested me most of your extensive resume and professional experience, Dr. Ross - Daniel replied.
            -  Very well, then that will, pass you over here please -  said the doctor, pointing to a dark leather couch that was in the right area of ​​the office and a bit close to the wall. Then the woman gave a couple of pats strong and  the lights turned dim, while soft music was launched at low volume.
             - Do you feel comfortable, Mr. Brown? -  She asked softly. Her voice had changed, it seemed someone else was talking. Sitting in a high back chair with  dark leather, near to the couch and at the head of Daniel. He could hear her voice, but could not see her because the sofa´s curved arm stopped him.
            -  'Yes , 'said, willing to solve, once and for all, that problem was with him most of his life.
             - Ok, Daniel, now I need your mind to come in contact with every muscle in your body, feel your body, connect with the muscles of your head and order them to be relaxed – The voice of Dr. Ross was hear. The voice contained such soft tone but at the same time command, it was impossible not to obey.
     Daniel heard clearly every indication and continued with determination. He was certain that that day was the beginning of a new life, or at least some answers were coming.
      -Connect with your face muscles and bid relaxation, relax your neck and shoulders. All right, you're doing very well, now feel and relax the chest, back, chest.
     Daniel heard the commands of the professional and relaxed muscle by muscle, according to the orders, he felt as if his body weighed more and more, the feeling was very nice and reassuring thought while the doctor continued with the session.
     -Connect with your arms and bid relaxation, now feel your abdomen and pelvis, relaxing ... very well, so ... well, deep relaxation, maintain a slow, deep breath, slow and deep. Connect with your thighs, calves and feet, relax, relax your whole body, feel your entire body relax. Okay, now remember the place where you felt more relaxed, the place you have brought more peace. Connect with that memory and relax, relax more, feel where relaxation can be more relaxing yet. Relax more. Relax more.
     Daniel was feeling a lot of peace and quiet, deeply felt relaxed, both physically and mentally, and totally devoted to the experience. Her body felt heavy, legs, arms and head. Then everything changed, began to feel that rising or at least that's what he thought.
     At one moment he did not hear any noise and the voice of the doctor was very distant, almost nil. Slowly let his body feel, however peace that pervaded his whole system was impossible to describe. For long minutes the relaxation was so deep that even his mind stopped thinking.

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