When my mentor Tara Singh was a young man he was meditating in the Himalaya. He had been raised the first 9 years of his life in India. The second half in Panama where his father taught English and Punjabi to the children of Indian engineers working on the Panama Canal.
He was in his early 20s in the Himalaya. An extraordinary mind without a first rate scientific education. But a will of steel. I met him when I was 19. He was in his 70s then. We became good friends. He taught me many things about the world and the depths of our humanity. He had no alterior motives beyond goodness and levity. He understood politics implicitly. He taught me such things by his example.
The last time I spoke to him, I called Los Angeles from Paris. We discussed a very rare event and said goodbye. He died a couple years later when I was in India studying with his yoga teacher, a man who was also an engineer.
That time he was meditating in the Himalaya, the thought crossed his mind,
‘Me alone in these clouded peaks is very beautiful and peaceful, but what can I do to help mankind?”
That question took him to games of tennis and friendships with First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt and United States Supreme Court Justice William O Douglas, Buckminster Fuller and Alan Chadwick; his writing teacher was the Nobel laureate Pearl Buck, he was a close advisor to Prime Minister Nehru and Prime Minister Indira Gandhi. He once wrote:
“Our goodness will bring peace. And perhaps there is greater hunger in today’s world for that peace than even for food.”
He didn’t have the first rate scientific education. I did. I got it in a round about way. And through my curiosity and a honed naturalist’s intelligence. And my love of the the founders of Greek civilization and various civilizations of the East. Lincoln, Emerson, Whitman and Thoreau, who he guided me to as lights along the way, helped.
In that sense, when I read Peter Kingsley’s book, “A story waiting to pierce you,” I noticed a symmetry, in a sense, between my friendship with Taraji and the relationship between Pythagoras and Abaris the Skywalker.
India is a nuclear power. It has nuclear weapons. But it was the Greeks that discovered the atom. The Indians (and others) discovered zero. India also produced Ramanujam, the mathematician. He made important contributions to number theory.
In yoga there is this attribution of something called ida and pingala – they are entwined energy centers in the spine. Up the middle of that entwinement runs the sushumna.
Sushumna literally means ‘to think virtuously’ (but like many Sanskrit words it has many meanings),
To think wisely
In yoga it is viewed as a channel of energy up the spine, the sushumna.
Yogis could see how evolved a mind was by looking at that configuration at subtle levels.
You don’t have to believe it – but it is related to the acupuncture logos of Chinese medicine.
I use the example purely as a metaphor.
The second sutra of the first chapter of the yoga sutras says:
Yogash Citta vrtti nirodaha
The relative peacefulness and assurity of our journey is conditingent on the depth of mind that is plumbed, and hence, navigating consciousness.
The metaphor I seek to clarify is this:
Cittam means the deep mind
It gives us the words:
It is where things are planted, it is the soils of our best discrimination.
Similarly to the entwined journey of ida and pingala,
“The Ida and Pingala nadis are often seen as referring to the two hemispheres of the brain. Pingala is the extroverted, solar nadi, and corresponds to left hemisphere. Ida is the introverted, lunar nadi, and refers to the right hemisphere of the brain.
From Wikipedia article on nadis
Similar to that: Civilizations have different inflections and intertwine too and that entwinement is a sort of chemistry of its own.
When children of two different civilizations meet with the right values, but enough in common to see into the core challenges man faces, well, there was a profound depth to our contemplations.
After studying with the yoga teacher in India for a decade I too hit a point like my teacher that day in the Himalaya. I asked myself what I could do for mankind. I went to a quiet place on the coast in England, then Mexico and later California. I lived alone for a year or two and my mind started to roam the challenges that face the planet and the mind of the age.
It was not an easy journey but it was frequently beautiful and deep and supported on many levels. I wasn’t doing it for the fame or the money. I was doing it because I made a promise to that man. A man I considered wholly decent, visionary even.
There was never a thought to walk away from that promise. It was not always the easy thing to do to walk besides it. I kept at it.
My teacher had gone to Nehru with a question. He had asked him, as the first Prime Minister of India, what was he doing for the billions of people below the poverty line. Nehru told him it was not India’s problem, it was an issue for the whole planet. He was right. Now we see an explosion of population coming to Africa in the next few decades. If we are not careful, despite our enormous strides, we could be overwhelmed and more bursting at the seams.
You can’t walk away from a man like that. Or a meeting like that. You must act.
Man has a mind that can innovate and clarify great mysteries. He can be practical and emotionally intelligent too.
We need to reclaim the Sahara. It can be done. The economy of it flourishing, only a fool would leave behind. There are many other things that are evolutionarily intelligent. In a holistic sense. Not a hijacked false political one.
We need to radically rethink how we generate energy: the fundamental science of it.
A couple months back someone mentioned Nikola Tesla to me.
I had an epiphany if you will about some of the greatest insights into human nature. On a number of levels. But among all that this mention of Tesla – it lead me to hydrogen fusion in the sun and some advanced mathematics.
My mentor once took a little girl who was unhappy to a bakery with her mother. The mother and the father were divorced and the strain of that for this very sensitive child was a lot. The mother said as she reached the counter:
“Okay, you can have one thing.”
Taraji said: “Please, I’m buying, you can have as many as you want Crystal.”
He knew the pain that lurks in a human being who is wounded and doesn’t know it.
There is a balm for such things. It is called wisdom and love. It has many names. You get nowhere in its direction without trust. Nowhere meaningful that is.
The Ancient Greeks gave us the fulcrum and the lever. When you put your mind to thinking about nature as healed, the way my mentor did with that little girl, you start to build bridges to visions worth affirming. You leverage what matters to achieve what was previously considered impossible.
Tesla was right – you can mimic the sun. Einstein was right about relativity – up to a point. He didn’t believe things could go faster than light. But he was wrong. Tesla told him he was wrong.
There are cosmic rays and neutrinos/tachyons that travel faster than the speed of light. I call that realm the mathematics of 0.
We have misunderstood it. Until we look at it with a certain perspective within mathematics and we undertake to understand a little deeper the nature of gyroscopic forces.
When I had that epiphany I recognized immediately the most challenging one would be to fully explain what Tesla began to see into. I knew it would make a great contribution to the economy of mankind. The work I publish over the coming weeks pertains to that.
“He knew the pain that lurks in a human being who is wounded and doesn’t know it.”
Similarly, there is a torrential abundance, we have overlooked. When the perceptive mechanism is corrected much flourishes. Quite naturally.
Over the course of my friendship with Tara Singh I asked him many questions. One is of paramount importance.
It is this:
“What is certainty?”
Why is that such an important question?
Because it is the door to veracity. And veracity does not lie. There is no hope in it. It is total trust. And there is no need for the insecurity of hope then.
It is to that door one must go, within, to fully plummet the depths of the nature of nature.
If you would like to donate to that effort – I have some costs to cover and an assistant to pay – you can see the link to the GoFundMe campaign in the first comment.
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