Guest guest Posted September 30, 2002 Report Share Posted September 30, 2002 Hi everyone, Again, I hope that Mazie and Robert do not mind, that I forward this advaitic play on the ONE OM to 's with my comments: In AdyashantiSatsang Mazie quoted Lalla: "One in whom the syllable OMrises steadily upwardfrom the sex through the navel,and only OM, forms a bridge to God.That one has no interestin different kinds of magic.That one is a spell."- LallaThen Mazie wrote: >>> Just finished a conversation on the telephone with Robert who's on the road today, and as soon as i hung up i turned and looked at the clock. It read - 1111. This is a recurring number always coming before us in myriad presentations. It came up a day or so ago after a connection with Wimji and i was made aware of it. Always these numbers present - 1111. For Robert it has long been happening, and now of course, it happens in my everyday experiences. "Thou and i are 1." <<< --------------- Hi Mazie and Robert, It is all so seriously playful... Here is to the 1: 11111111111111111111111111111111 11 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 PPP P P P P P P P P P This is really the sieve of Eratosthenos. (Don't worry it will all fall in line...) The Digital Prime-Ordial (P is prime, Wim's version.) Some 18 years ago I made a simple computer program in Basic to produce prime numbers for one of the first and smallest hand held computers, a small Tandy Radio Shack, the one that even came with a hand sized thermal printer and ran on batteries. I took it along on my travels (I taught the Montessori method in the Pacific North-West) and plugged into any socket I could find, in my hosts' school, home or hotel room, to recharge the batteries as it had to keep running to print out prime numbers. While doing that I remembered an old inkling of mine from about 33 years ago, about primes, prime-ordial sound, a weather forecasting system, number theory and astrology and... a hunch that it was all related. On one of my teaching trips I decided, that it would be wonderful if I could get children to find out about prime numbers, prime-ordial sound and factoring (yes, the math stuff) without getting into number theory or any theory at all. This inveterate Montessori school teacher that I was (and still am)... So when back in Victoria, some 20 years ago, I made the following composition which I ended up naming "AUM" and I had my class of children (5-7 years old) perform it. It was actually very simple, a round really, but the most simple round you can think of... But the implications!!! On this one particular day, which was to be very special (I primed the children ahead of time a wee bit) and in an atmosphere of mysterious silence (very early on Montessori children get to introduced to and experience such silence) every child was invited to choose an implement that could produce a sound (not necessarily a musical instrument). For now though, they were not to make any sound yet on their instruments but only to imagine the sound inside their head. They would convene quietly on the carpet in the middle of the room. (My Montessori classrooms were always laid out with a carpet in the center that way, with the children's individual tables organized in an hexagonal shape around it.) After a few minutes of quiet and mysterious shuffling, they were all sitting in a circle on the carpet. I had positioned a large round electric clock on its back in the center of the carpet, one of those typical school clocks with a large "seconds hand". I whispered the following set of instructions... After I would give a very special sign we would do something that no one had ever done before. Also, I told them that I myself did not even know the sign yet. It would also be a sign, I assured them, they had never seen or heard before, but they would surely recognize it. After that mysterious sign to come, the first child to my left - she had selected two wooden blocks - was to clap her two blocks together ever single second, and I pointed to the clock, moving my hand with the rhythm of the seconds hand. The second child, with a triangle, was to ring his triangle every second second. The third child, with with a small gong, was to strike it every third second. The fourth child, with a whistle, was to blow it "diminuendo" every fourth second. (All according to the diagram above, which when it was all over, I showed to them.) I did not have to explain more... they got the idea, I could see it in their eyes. We would first practice in silence though, altogether, but inside our heads, two, maybe three times... I promised them, that when I felt that they all "got it" that we would start for real... they would know exactly when... "Just wait and watch and listen..." With the sound of "no hands clapping" I started them off with the silent practice... After three turns of silent practice - ah... just to see the movements of their heads, their eyes, their inner seeing, their inner listening - when the right moment came, I hummed "AUM" and then I closed my eyes and bowed my head to the first child, indicating her to begin. It started all so quietly, and as more instruments joined in, there was this interesting staccatoed crescendo but at some very special moments one would only hear the two wooden blocks but... accompanied with an inner vibrato inside of us... AUM maybe? At some points in time, all the instruments were sounding at once, at some points there was only the sound of the blocks, just the one sound... Ah such constancy in this... Was there rhythm to it? Was there structure? Was this random or not random at all? The result was for sure a total surprise... I indicated to go louder, then softer. We even sped up the pace after I put a silk cloth on the clock, and later we slowed down until we all knew that it was time to stop, knowing that it would actually never.... In Montessori, children play with numbers a lot, not knowing that they do. They get an uncanny sense of structure, relationships, factors, gradations, common factors, the lowest common denominator, the highest... etc. They get to discover that it is in their system, and as you see, it is just based on the play of the one... Six billion people all a variation on the theme of one... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 3, 2002 Report Share Posted October 3, 2002 , Wim Borsboom <wim@a...> wrote: > Hi everyone, Again, I hope that Mazie and Robert do not mind, that I forward this advaitic play on the ONE OM to 's with my comments: In AdyashantiSatsang Mazie quoted Lalla: "One in whom the syllable OM rises steadily upward from the sex through the navel, and only OM, forms a bridge to God. That one has no interest in different kinds of magic. That one is a spell." - Lalla Then Mazie wrote: >>> Just finished a conversation on the telephone with Robert who's on the road today, and as soon as i hung up i turned and looked at the clock. It read - 1111. This is a recurring number always coming before us in myriad presentations. It came up a day or so ago after a connection with Wimji and i was made aware of it. Always these numbers present - 1111. For Robert it has long been happening, and now of course, it happens in my everyday experiences. "Thou and i are 1." <<< --------------- Hi Mazie and Robert, It is all so seriously playful... Here is to the 1: 11111111111111111111111111111111 > 11 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 PPP P P P P P P P P P This is really the sieve of Eratosthenos. (Don't worry it will all fall in line...) The Digital Prime-Ordial (P is prime, Wim's version.) Dearest Wimji, Whimsical One (1), i just returned from the market. The weather is wonderful as it always is. Cool or crisper still, warmer and hotter yet, weather makes me want to say "Hey God! i really like what You do with this weather thing. i've weathered many a storm and look every inch the weather-beaten one i am, but hey, loving weather and it loving me, we all just get weatherized into Weather Bliss whether we do anything or not to achieve it. Anyway. Weather is not what i wanted to talk about. i usually look up at the Alhambra High School weather gauge, but today i forgot and didn't get a look at the weather or the time until i reached the Martinez Adult School. The sign that oranges against black in lights of neon-like liquid read - 11:11. Need i say more my compadres? i picked up a perfectly perfectly unused black balloon from the sidewalk. Hmm. "Must be some use for that," i say to myself absent- mindedly. Into the bag it goes along with the white and beige streaked rock i found along the avenue. Who knows why or what prompts a picking up of this or that and not this or that. After my shopping is completed, complete with fresh mangoes and radicchio i seem to find myself sauntering casually along the roadway searching my memory for the time i dreamt of Swami Kebalananda coming from the vast sky of mind from a white and golden orb descending to earth and bursting out in front of me. One hand on his Heart and the other pointing upward, Swami said this to me, "There is only One." Okay. i can work with that. It fits everything i divine real fine and lifts the Heart in Joy to be the recipient of a message from a disciple of Sri Babaji, the deathless Avatar whom is still haunting happily the Himalayas with a small band of disciples. "There is only One." As i came to the place where the temperature gauge and time clock are mounted above the green rolling lawns at the school of our future shakers and movers, i glance up and then just gasp again in thrilldom, enthralled by the One Who would Play so... The clock read 1:11. And i kid you not Beloveds. What a gas and blast is this One Who Loves to Play in numbers! God is so fine with this numbers racket He's got going on the side with humanity. 11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111!!! You just gotta Love It, eh?! LoveAlways, Mazie > > Some 18 years ago I made a simple computer program in Basic to produce prime > numbers for one of the first and smallest hand held computers, a small Tandy > Radio Shack, the one that even came with a hand sized thermal printer and > ran on batteries. I took it along on my travels (I taught the Montessori > method in the Pacific North-West) and plugged into any socket I could find, > in my hosts' school, home or hotel room, to recharge the batteries as it had > to keep running to print out prime numbers. While doing that I remembered an > old inkling of mine from about 33 years ago, about primes, prime- ordial > sound, a weather forecasting system, number theory and astrology and... a > hunch that it was all related. > > On one of my teaching trips I decided, that it would be wonderful if I could > get children to find out about prime numbers, prime-ordial sound and > factoring (yes, the math stuff) without getting into number theory or any > theory at all. > > This inveterate Montessori school teacher that I was (and still am)... > > So when back in Victoria, some 20 years ago, I made the following > composition which I ended up naming "AUM" and I had my class of children > (5-7 years old) perform it. > > It was actually very simple, a round really, but the most simple round you > can think of... > > But the implications!!! > > On this one particular day, which was to be very special (I primed the > children ahead of time a wee bit) and in an atmosphere of mysterious silence > (very early on Montessori children get to introduced to and experience such > silence) every child was invited to choose an implement that could produce a > sound (not necessarily a musical instrument). For now though, they were not > to make any sound yet on their instruments but only to imagine the sound > inside their head. They would convene quietly on the carpet in the middle of > the room. (My Montessori classrooms were always laid out with a carpet in > the center that way, with the children's individual tables organized in an > hexagonal shape around it.) > > After a few minutes of quiet and mysterious shuffling, they were all sitting > in a circle on the carpet. I had positioned a large round electric clock on > its back in the center of the carpet, one of those typical school clocks > with a large "seconds hand". > > I whispered the following set of instructions... > > After I would give a very special sign we would do something that no one had > ever done before. Also, I told them that I myself did not even know the sign > yet. It would also be a sign, I assured them, they had never seen or heard > before, but they would surely recognize it. > > After that mysterious sign to come, the first child to my left - she had > selected two wooden blocks - was to clap her two blocks together ever single > second, and I pointed to the clock, moving my hand with the rhythm of the > seconds hand. > The second child, with a triangle, was to ring his triangle every second > second. > The third child, with with a small gong, was to strike it every third > second. > The fourth child, with a whistle, was to blow it "diminuendo" every fourth > second. > (All according to the diagram above, which when it was all over, I showed to > them.) > > I did not have to explain more... they got the idea, I could see it in their > eyes. > > We would first practice in silence though, altogether, but inside our heads, > two, maybe three times... > > I promised them, that when I felt that they all "got it" that we would start > for real... they would know exactly when... "Just wait and watch and > listen..." > > With the sound of "no hands clapping" I started them off with the silent > practice... > > After three turns of silent practice - ah... just to see the movements of > their heads, their eyes, their inner seeing, their inner listening - when > the right moment came, I hummed "AUM" and then I closed my eyes and bowed my > head to the first child, indicating her to begin. > > It started all so quietly, and as more instruments joined in, there was this > interesting staccatoed crescendo but at some very special moments one would > only hear the two wooden blocks but... accompanied with an inner vibrato > inside of us... > > AUM maybe? > > At some points in time, all the instruments were sounding at once, at some > points there was only the sound of the blocks, just the one sound... > > Ah such constancy in this... > Was there rhythm to it? > Was there structure? > Was this random or not random at all? > > The result was for sure a total surprise... > > I indicated to go louder, then softer. > We even sped up the pace after I put a silk cloth on the clock, and later we > slowed down until we all knew that it was time to stop, knowing that it > would actually never.... > > In Montessori, children play with numbers a lot, not knowing that they do. > They get an uncanny sense of structure, relationships, factors, gradations, > common factors, the lowest common denominator, the highest... etc. > > They get to discover that it is in their system, and as you see, it is just > based on the play of the one... > > Six billion people all a variation on the theme of one... > > > --- > Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. > Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). > Version: 6.0.386 / Virus Database: 218 - Release 9/9/2002 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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