"mamihlapinatapei (Tierra del Fuegan): A meaningful look, shared by two people, expressing mutual unstated feelings.

The Guinness Book of World Records lists this as "the most succint word" and defines it as the act of "looking into each other's eyes, each hoping what the other will initiate what both want to do but neither chooses to commence."

Whether this is the most succint word is arguable, but there is no doubt that the word describes a relatively rare sensation that everyone experiences at some point in life. The eye is both the window of the soul and the primary erogenous zone; our species was exchanging meaingful glances long before we started compiling lexicons. And anyone who has ever fallen into or out of love, or started a fight or ended a fight in such a manner, knows that the word can equally apply to any of these tension-laden situations.

And here is the answer to precisely what one says in such a situation: By the very nature of the encounter, it is impossible to simply ask whether the other person has in mind exactly what you have in mind. But you could always ask if you both had just engaged in a moment of mamihlapinatapei, and thus approach the matter indirectly. :) ;)

If you want to be suave about it, you had better practice your pronunciation before you actually try this on someone. Since it is highly unlikely that a Terra del Fuegan will be around to correct you, it is probably better for you to make up your own pronunciation." ;)

~ Howard Rheingold

I feel so happy and excited about upcoming Thursday which shall undoubtedly be a landmark day of my life, but I feel so sad about something else: it's like no one wants to have a real, honest, holy, unconditionally loving relationship.........

I feel so so so happy today. I finally know my heart virtue. It brings tears of joy to my eyes just thinking about it. I feel so misty-eyed.

I now know what I am committed to.

I am committed to experiencing Divinity, sharing awakening.

The greatest challenge to loving is the victim-mentality - our belief that other can make us feel some things. No one makes us feel anything. No one can. We CHOOSE everything. We feel something because we choose to feel.

Another challenge to loving is our belief  that we can somehow be attacked, and so we have to defend. If we understood that there is no attack, and therefore no need to defend; if we understood that there is only love and the call for love or the appeal for help and healing; if we understood that there is only love and the opportunity to be love, we'd all be more loving.

I love you all! :)

From time to time starting right now, I will write updates on my life and what I have been doing lately spiritually, mentally and physically.

Spiritually, my life has been quite amazing. Whenever I have a prayer session with someone, the body disappears and there is only Light, and the Light disappears, and there is only Love. I use a specific prayer that I created to allow this to happen.

Physically and mentally, I am making and self-publishing a book of poems, stories and experiences with Divinity in my Life. When I am ready to let the world know about it, I will reveal here where and how you can get a copy.

Recently, I have received the following reviews of my poetry:

"I read your love poem; my heart sat up with rapt attention and my body felt relieved, softer.  Some poems bring space, expansiveness, others bring grace, your poem brings expansive grace."
~ Anne Sermons Gillis, Author of Offbeat Prayers for the Modern Mystic

"Kundan's poetry is quite original. It brings in the realism of life as well as the Truth of the Higher Spirit within, in a fun, joyous quality that lives in the heart."
~ Stacy Hentschel, Founder, 

http://quantumintegrations.com/home.html

The title of the book will be "Experiencing Divinity, Sharing Awakening"

Thank you so much for stopping by and reading this. I love you all!
:)

I believe in You.

Namaste,

Kundan

Green Buddhas
On the fruit stand.
We eat the smile
And spit out the teeth

~ Charlese Simic, one of my favorite poets since he is so clever. I am currently contacting well-known living poets to interview them.

Oneness Poem by Kundan Chhabra

She is the light in my eyes...

A bird lands on her fingertips...

She is the sweetness in my heart

Water floats underneath her body...

She is the drops in my tears.....

Wind rustles her hair.....

She is the smile in my cute face....

The honey in the air plays her lips....

She is the ecstasy of my Being.....

Pleasure is felt as I touch her.....

She is the knowing that I am Everything, that I have Everything

Fullness is felt as the I AM moves into her, into me, as Us.

IN THE OCEAN OF LIGHT, WE FLY.

IN THE STARDUSTS OF LOVE, WE RELAX.

So, today, I interviewed one of my favorite poets/authors - Mirabai Starr - translator of the Spanish mystics such as St. John of the Cross and St. Theresa of Avila - Mirabai's introduction to her translation of the Interior Castle is one of the most incredible pieces of writing I have ever read! :). It was really exciting and breath-taking to interview her since I began the interview with a prayer, and I felt the Divine throughout the interview.

So, I asked her, near the end of the interview - what Spanish poem do you reccomend which you like?
She reccommended to me the following poem. It is truly amazing!

Last Night As I Was Sleeping by Antonio Machado


Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt-marvelous error!-
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk?

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt-marvelous error!-
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt-marvelous error!-
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes.

Last night as I slept,
I dreamt-marvelous error!-
that it was God I had
here inside my heart.


Translated by Robert Bly

I come to you with both love and confusion in my heart. Some days I feel certain. I feel your love and peace. I am grateful for life. Other days I am lost. I question things. I worry. I procrastinate. Do you test me or do I test myself? Is there a deeper meaning to life? Are we truly on the edge of evolutionary leap in consciousness or am I needing to believe something that is not there because I am delusional?

Is confusion a delusion? One day I am perfectly happy and mentally peaceful and the next day I am so self and other critical that I want to have a head replacement. Am I headed in the right direction? Is something happenning here? One day I think nothin is happenning and the next day I think too much is going on. I think you can see the problem.

Free me from this back and forth mental mania. My heart can no longer stand the bondage of my mind. I hunger for your continuing joy and constant peace. I have become your fruit and cannot bear to be taken from your vine. I have tasted the divine and can no longer quench my thirst with earthly wine. Liberate me from my fluctuating states of consciousness so that I might dwell permanently in your love and tenderness.

Please heed my need and get back to me ASAP!

~ Anne Sermons Gillis, author of the book "Offbeat Prayers for the Modern Mystic" whom I also interviewed today on her Path.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPNmIBaZVfM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsZaYy4ipok

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbCBJ05gdwc 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H-HlzKaJR_g

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1D3ejwQiVg


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From my journal, written on May 23rd, 2008:

I had an interesting conversation with a friend the other day, and I was telling her about the American obsessions with thinness and perfection.

I revealed to her interesting words in other languages:

1). In Burmese, there are two words for fat - wa da, which means, fat
and air da, which means ' fat in a beautiful, sexy or cute way'.

2. Gordita - spanish word for 'fat in a cute way'. I will have to check with Bernie or Flo about this. I think it also means honey or sweetie, but only if he is a big guy and so looks like a big care bear or teddy bear.

2). Wabi or Wabi-sabi. This is a Japanese word, which means 'broken in a beautiful way', or as stated in "They have a word for it" by Howard Rheingold: "a kind of rough spontaneity, of the kind you might see in a rustic raku pot or some minimalist calligraphy by an old master. l like to contrast it to the kind of studied perfection often valued in the West: high-rises, photorealism, the perfect stuff that looks like it could have been produced by a machine."

Yes, I like to imagine an old broken cup that's chipped in an accidentally artistic way, that has a certain kind of beauty to it. Or a cute little insect that some might view with fear.

Or the words in Brad Paisley's Little Moments, which is my favorite love song in the English language:

And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad
Yeah I live for little moments like that

Well that's just like last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was goin' off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh
Yeah I live for little moments like that

I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me
And I thank God that she isn't 'cause how boring would that be
It's the little imperfections it's the sudden change in plans
When she misreads the directions and we're lost but holdin' hands
Yeah I live for little moments like that

When she's layin' on my shoulder on the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep so does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it 'cause it's tinglin' and it's numb
But she looks so much like an angel that I don't wanna wake her up
Yeah I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again and doesn't even know it
Yeah I live for little moments like that


Update:

This is what my Spanish-speaking friend, Bernie, had to say about Gordita:

That's so beautiful, Kundan! I really like the lyrics. The guy who wrote the lyrics must also have a huge capacity for patience. haha!!

Yeah, gordita is a strange word. It can mean cute little chubby girl but it really depends on the context. You can also use "gordita" in a negative way, if you just call a girl gordita... haha.. that's not good. lol. You'd have to be really really close to that person to say that with no offense.

I like that word, wabi. I wish there'd be an English equivalent besides, "broken in a beautiful way". lol.


And these were my responses:

Kundan Chhabra at 1:36pm May 24 Yeah, I have a co-worker and good friend who calls her boyfriend, now fiance, gordita, as he is quite.......big.

  

Kundan Chhabra at 1:40pm May 24 English keeps growing bigger and bigger as it always incorporates directly words from other languages. For example, the Indian word 'Bazaar, which means big outdoor market. So, hopefully, someday, 'wabi', will be incorporated into the English language, as widely used as the Indian word 'Namaste', used often as a greeting by those who attend New Thought churches and other alternative spiritual communities.
 
 Kundan Chhabra at 3:29pm May 24 I read about this word 'wabi' when I was only 16 or 17 years old in Howard Rheingold's "They Have a Word For It!" and it totally shifted my world-view, which was of course the book's intention, and for the past 11 or 12 years of my life, I have been using this word often, though not verbally, but often in my thoughts, sometimes unconsciously, without voicing the actual word itself, like when I look at something and think, "Oh my God! That is so beautiful!" that others might not really think as beautiful.

This clearly shows to me that the word is more than just a word, it is a belief, an idea, a way of looking at the world.

Knowing my heart virtue. Going to the Illumination Intensive.

God or Truth or Reality or Love or Me.

Experiencing Divinity, Sharing Awakening.

I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you so so so much! :)