Awareness Play

 

   Awareness Play is a light-hearted, subtle and interactive workshop. It integrates spontaneity, emotional awareness, creative role-play, and the ancestral wisdom of Family Constellation.

Merging these approaches offers an unusual opportunity for significant personal insights, a change in perspectives, and greater harmony between people and within the self. When distractions fall away the astounding mystery of existence comes into view.

Transcendence is not an abandonment of the world, but an unfading recognition, a visceral acceptance of the timeless reality behind it.

The experience of transcendental consciousness is poignantly referenced by the Gayatri Mantra. "Om Bhur Bhuva Swaha" is the first line of the mantra. It is an expression of illumination, of recognising oneself as a part of that all pervading, ever present and vivifying power, that has no name.

"That in whom reside all beings
  and who reside in all beings,
  who is the giver of grace to all,
  the Supreme Soul of the universe,
  the limitless being -- I am That. 

  Free from attachment and sorrow,
  free of all fear and bondage,
  I am Om, the quintessence of eternity.
  I surpass both matter and light.
  I am the Absolute, the foundation of all,
  transcending maya and the world."

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The old monk sat by the side of the road. With his eyes closed, his legs crossed and his hands folded in his lap, he sat. In deep meditation, he sat.

Suddenly his zazen was interrupted by the harsh and demanding voice of a samurai warrior. "Old man! Can you teach me about heaven and hell!"

At first, as though he had not heard, there was no perceptible response from the monk. But gradually he began to open his eyes, the faintest hint of a smile playing around the corners of his mouth as the samurai stood there, waiting impatiently, growing more and more agitated with each passing second.

"You wish to know the secrets of heaven and hell?" replied the monk at last. "You who are unkempt. You whose hands and feet are covered with dirt. You whose hair is uncombed, whose breath is foul? You whose sword is all rusty and neglected. You who are ugly and whose mother dresses you funny. You would ask me of heaven and hell?"

The samurai uttered a vile curse. He drew his sword and raised it high above his head. His face turned to crimson and the veins on his neck stood out in bold relief as he prepared to sever the monk's head from its shoulders.

"That is hell," said the old monk gently, just as the sword began its descent. In that fraction of a second, the samurai was overcome with amazement, awe, recognition and compassion for this gentle being who had dared to risk his very life to give him such a teaching. He stopped his sword in mid-flight and his eyes filled with grateful tears.

"And that," said the monk, "is heaven."

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