Sixty Eight Days of Silence- What Happens When Life Flows So Fast You Begin To Drown

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Oh my loves. How I’ve missed writing/sharing/being with you. Or have I just missed myself and how I reflect the light of who I am off your eyes when I write here? Hmmm…

How glorious would it have been to spend sixty eight days in utter silence? I did it for ten days in my first Vippasana Meditation outside of Battambang, Cambodia and there, was filled with such peace and three times, insights that made the entire puzzle of my life fit together. For those moments, those three times, looking up at at at at at stars, nothing but darkness and stars, crying, I felt all who I was, the energy of me, finally, deeply, truly taste freedom of body. I knew for a few minutes there that I am all frequency, that everything changes, and that I’m so deeply blessed to get to be a part of the life school.

Snooze Or Exercise- The Power of Our Choices- Battambang, Cambodia

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4am Well Laundry Washing- Vippasana (Battambang, Cambodia)

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You know those moments in life when you feel a part of something amazing, like a summer camp team or volunteer unit facing some challenge together? You know that feeling when each person gave his best, touched his most painful, and though you each had to fight your own gremlins, your souls together, silently, were cheering each other on. Yeah, so that is the 4am well washing experience, there in the meditation center in the countryside in Battambang, Cambodia, with my closest 100 Khmer sisters. So it was…. well laundry.


Buying a Zoo- 4 am Ruminations

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This post began as an offshoot of my facebook update, which turned into a blog post Don’t Buy a Zoo; Do Fart over at the nomadic family travel blog, which then refers to here for the spiritual enlightenments. I know, almost for a fact, that google won’t give me credit for bouncing you here and there with criss-crossing links. But at a time like this, who really gives a shit what google thinks? I actually met a backpacker here who works for Google Israel, and she was very nice, so maybe she’ll tell them to be nice to us too.

So, if you are new here, you might as well take a look around. It’s The Real Deal with Neal McNeal (which by the way, does anyone even know that show anymore… News Talk Radio or something like it. Kobi and I loved that show). So, newbies, you really want to look at my Addiction/Letting Go/Death series cuz it always seems to come back to that, these days.

Alone In A Hotel Room- Putting Together Who I Am After Vippasana

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So, day 4 alone, in a hotel room, four hours south of my family in Siem Reap, Cambodia. I just made that up, you know. I totally shot that out of nowhere. I have no idea if I’m north, east, west, or southwest of them; but in the greater scheme of things I won’t lose much sleep over. I am far, far away; and contemplative. I wanted to say “happy about it” or “loving it” or “estastic” , and I am all of those things, but I am mostly thoughtful. I love my family so much, so much, so much; and have decided that I simply will not run away from them anymore.

I don’t run away, like go off for weeks on end all the time. This is the sixth time in my life as a mom (almost 11 years) that I’ve gone off for more than a few hours or a night. What I mean is that I feel like I am not present, really present, even though I adore, admire and love them to death. I’m there but I’m also running full-speed in my head, tensely, with brow furrowed, somewhere. Something to do, organize, think about, do, do, do. And so, my beloved (and I can’t say enough how cool this guy is. Go buy one today! They are in limited supply!); yes, where was I, my beloved has said stay as long as you like. When you are ready, come home.

Cuz You Haven’t Seen Me Shower Yet- The Great Neutralizer (Video)

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I know! We’re starting a post with a video of me showering. Ok, so now I’ve officially gone too far. You may have seen us in our nomadic family travel blog talk about everything inappropriate there could be. Here’s the list I copy and pasted for you:

and my newest, and most favorite (because it is full of my Vippasana reflections)-  Just A Butt In The Wind. But showering, we haven’t done yet.

And how is this spiritual? In so many ways, mostly because I am here, just a skin-bound soul, ma-tuk. “Ma” in Khmer means ‘to put or pour’ and “Tuk” means ‘water’. And so, shower for them means, ‘to pour water’ which makes much more sense than all of our fancy piping, no? So, enjoy the well shower, just me and my 7o closest Khmer friends, all nearly naked, and remarkably similar, in this greatest of all neutralizers.

Yes, I’d love to think what you think of my shower. Yeah, I did miss my left arm pit, and my back, but I was nervous in front of the shower. 🙂 Speaketh… or stay silent-th…. Gabi

The Last Meditation- When A Person Humbly Devotes Himself To Serving Others

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And she bowed. She did. She bowed to every single one of us.

This is it, the last meditation, and we’re already talking again, so the intensity of it all has gone down. I’m not allowed to record in the hall, nor to talk in the parameter of the meditation hall, though we’ve resumed eye contact and communication again.And so, I just bolted out of my cushion when the last chantings stopped, I bowed, and turned on the camera.

You can see the red blotchiness of my face, a new sign of things being released in me from the vippasana (since, gone) and the tiredness of that 6-am-been-awake-for-two-hours-but-so-grateful look about me. But what is far more significant is what is going on behind me: our manager is bowing to each participant.

I Can Never Repay My Debt- Vippasana (Battambang, Cambodia)

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I am your servant. You are the master. Please, master, tell me how it is I can serve you best. This is my job, to serve you.

That’s what she said to me. Seriously.  Those exact words.

I’ve donated money for this and that cause before, and always felt good about it. And even if it was to the guy on the street, who I am pretty sure went out and bought more alcohol with it, I figure it is my job to give it lovingly and his job to figure out how to spend it. We each have our end of the deal. Each his own responsibilities.

And then there was that emergency center in Houston where I arranged literally hundred of volunteers and thousands of donations (goods and monies) which I later learned was not all necessarily distributed the way we thought it would be. But, I release that, all of that. I gave, and empowered others to, and what became of it, the end result surely brought more good to others, whichever way it wandered.

But here, God I feel so awakened, so brilliant, so grateful for the care and service given to me, all in the loving hands of volunteers.

When The Silence Breaks- Speaking After 10 Day Vippasana Silence (Battambang, Cambodia)

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towards enlightenment, one step at a time

I’m out and I’m alive. I was scared of drowning, and I did. So, I happily babble cuz damn, it’s hard when you don’t speak for ten days! Oh my God, it’s hard. And interestingly, an hour after the silence broke, I realized that a- I was late for everything b- I lost my shoes, water bottle, and room key, c- I couldn’t stop talking, and d- I had the hugest headache. Unreal the chaos and disorder that enters your life when you start talking and interacting with others.

Being alone, within myself, with zero eye contact with other human beings, with no words being spoken, was a great honor. It was a level of peace and calm, and a safe haven for oceans of pain to come up to the surface and be washed (or at least lovingly caressed). This experience was life-changing, and officially the best ten days of my spiritual life. So, here is me, babbling, joyfully, as I show you the 80 plus wonderful souls I did my first Vippasana with, and what the inside of this world looks like.

A Mom Who Longs To Be

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I went to the Vippasana course, and I came here, alone in this hotel room, to figure it out. The Buddha sat under the Bondhi Tree and said with great intent, “I will not move a muscle. May my bones break, may the blood flow out of my body. I will not move from under this tree until I reach Enlightenment.” Damn, I love a strong-willed man. Call me Buddhalala will you. I will sit here in this room. Alone in this room, for as long as it takes, until I walk out enlightened. Not fully enlightened, arahant in nirvana; just mundane enlightened to my own life. Just my own little, Earthly everyday life.

I’ve checked myself out of one life-changing, beyond-comprehensible Vippasana silent retreat and into a hostel, alone, in a room to think, to figure it out. What does that mean to me?

To go within, and rethink my life. Who I am, what I want, how I want my daily life to be a testament of what is precious to me. What are my priorities, who do I want to see in the mirror? What do I want to give to my children? Not forever, for now. For the next week, and month and two months, what are my very next, wise, loving steps as a mother?   In a month, in a year, in a lifetime, what did I do to live in my highest light, in my highest potential, in my highest joy? And if I am not there (I’m not), what will get me there?