I posted this on my yoga blog, and I love it, so now it’s going here.
Baraka: A Sufi term meaning “a blessing from God in the form of spiritual wisdom or divine presence”.
An Indian yogi sits with scripture and chants. He’s seen here in the astonishing film Baraka (which my friend Kerrie turned me on to), a non-verbal meditation on the interconnectedness we all share on a global level. Shot in 70mm, it’s so, so beautiful.
Our man wants for nothing. I’m guessing he’s not late for anything, or blowing off any responsibility. He didn’t forget to set his alarm, his coffee timer, or his DVR.
He lives in some kind of minimalistic, Star Wars kind of desert environment. He doesn’t have a wide screen TV or Ralph Lauren paint on the walls.
He probably doesn’t have road rage, an overdrawn bank account, or herpes. He’s not fidgety or distracted. He just sits.
There’s no Tweeting, no iphone, no CNN. No Lady GaGa.
And I don’t really picture him yelling at anyone today, destroying anyone’s property or spirit, or stealing. Or getting drunk.
He gets up with the sun, sleeps well at night, and eats when he’s hungry. He isn’t frivolous or wasteful. His life is a continuous stream of God Consciousness.
I wish I could meet him. I met Eddie Van Halen once and this guy is just as cool to me (but on a different level). You know what else is cool? Sitting, being happy, wanting for nothing. ♥♥♥