Yesterday morning I had a conversation with the collegue from the marketing section with whom I share the room in my office. I explained to her how I was evaluating the different issues of corporate blogging for our humanitarian NGO by screening the web, talking to different persons in charge, clearing technical questions, pondering over relevances… Levelling the ground for introducing blogging into the organisation has a lot of different issues involved.
She asked me if I were not sometimes getting confused and lost in the many influences. When at home she is surfing a while along topics of traveling, she feels like getting out of herself. I told her that only by keeping the connection with the inner through the regular meditation I stay in contact with my Self and thus remain in balance. It is like doing a defragmentation on a harddisk and bringing the different bits and bytes back to order.
During each day there is such a great shifting between worlds. Yesterday I was quickly at an Indian grocer’s shop buying ingredients for my wife, thus suddenly entering into the Eastern world of smells and impressions – fish, calamari, crustaceans, pastries, spices, perfumes. At home from noon on – clearing educational questions about the balance between computer and school for the children with my wife, e-mailing, studying, group meeting for the full moon meditation. Maintaining the inner connection is absolutely essential to experience the underlying unity and not to fall apart into many different identifications with the outer.

Today we are entering the full moon phase of Taurus full moon. Since ancient times this day is celebrated in the East, and also today with many groups in the West, as Vaisakh (or Wesak) Full moon. On this full moon day about 2500 years ago Gautama, the Buddha, was born, and also on Vaisakh full moon he gained enlightenment.
However, it is not just since these times that the Vaisakh festival is celebrated. The name of the festival related to one of the 27 constellations of the Eastern lunar zodiac, the Visakha constellation in Scorpio. The moon is in this constellation around Taurus full moon, when the sun is in Taurus, thus giving the name for the festival.
Like many groups we will be celebrating this date tonight with a full moon meditation. The nodal points of the monthly lunar cycle are of great importance to be able to gain more easily access to subtle planes of consciousness, especially the full moon and the new moon, as explained in the lecture by Dr. Ekkirala Krishnamacharya. For this full moon I have chosen as a topic of the “Lunar Messenger” “The Buddhic Plane“, hinting at another deep relation with the full moon of Taurus and the name of the Buddha. Some months a go a friend had send me a beautiful picture of a Buddha statue in Bhutan, which I used as the Picture of the Month and add it to the monthly newsletter.
Since four years I am chosing each month a picture related to the qualities of the zodiacal sign of the month. For this month the commentary says: “Golden-yellow is the color of the Buddhic plane, the supra-mental, the light of wisdom. Buddha is seen as the embodiment of wisdom, and statues that depict him are often golden. Contemplation upon this helps the observer to move beyond the boundaries of the mental and to move into the higher light.”

Yesterday a friend from Canada wrote via e-mail: “I enjoyed reading your Weblog. It goes on and on. Very nice daily reflections. For how long are you planning to do that? quite a commitment.”
I answered: “I have no idea how it will evolve, the idea to do it came in a split-second on March 30th, and I started the next day with the weblog. I think it will go on as long as there is the impulse and the ideas. Up to now every early morning before meditation I write one thought, which is fit to be shared with a public. There are so many things which go on, but better are kept back. Fine, that you enjoy reading it. It is a great joy writing. I am astonished myself how many situations pop-up to be seen in the light of the wisdom teachings.”

Yesterday I got an e-mail from a friend telling me that he will lose his job in some months. He is a professor of psychology at a university in the south-west of the United States and had moved there last autumn from another university in the north-east. He already had told me before that the situation was difficult, since part of the collegues, who hadn’t favored his employment had intensely been mobbing against him.
We first had met each other through a contact via the web 2.5 years ago, later we had shared a room at a seminar of our spiritual teacher in India and again met at three occasions in Europe. From the beginning there was a feeling of a deep connection, for we had been walking a very similar spiritual path over many years. It was a feeling of meeting a brother. It is more profound than physical relatives. Spiritual brotherhood comes out of a similarity of inner alignment to the soul, a striving towards the same pole, a convergence of ideas.
This convergence keeps souls together, to my belief and according to the wisdom teachings over lives. It is deeper than superficial emotional or mental affinities. I have experienced that there exist groups of people following the same quality of attunement, sharing similar attitudes towards the inner purpose. The people with whom I experience this kind of connection are physically dispersed over the globe. With the web it is more easy to keep in contact or even co-operate in a project.
My American brother has a lot of skills and resources. I am sure that, though he is no longer the youngest that he will find a good way out of this professional crisis, bringing him to a new field of experience.

The last weeks when I am going to work I come across a series of road works. Shovel excavators are digging up the roads. Even in a park next to my office all the paths are are closed and are being redone.
What about the inner roads? It seems that there is also need for some repair work from time to time. I feel that I am getting sometimes into habits, which, though subtle, need a repair. When there is too much “business” in the mind, the mindfulness for what is essential and what is just a side-road. The last days my wife and I had observed with some friend, who seems to have a so-called heavy load to carry with her family and social situation. However, with a closer look the situation seems to be self-chosen, and there is no will to do repair work with the roads. The wisdom teachings tell us, that from a larger perspective encompassing the soul’s experience over many incarnations all our life situations are self-chosen. I have come across a lot of people who prefer staying in a situation which for me seemed to be unbearable. But at a closer look a change in the style of living appears to cause more fear for them than to remain stuck in their situation.
Let some road repair work go on from time to time

Some days are flowing smooth, some at high speed. Yesterday was a high speed day. Many different items and situations showed up – phone calls, coordination, e-mailing, driving. But just like when driving in a car, the car is running and you are sitting at the wheel and not running on the highway. I felt that I had to keep in the driver’s position and not to let the busy manager-mind take things over so as not to lose the awareness and get into the feeling of activity. The feeling of the busy mind is clouding it. When I remain centered, things keep in a flow, even at high speed. On such days for me it is all the more important to have my periods of silence in the morning and evening meditations. They help me to keep the inner alignment. In such a balance driving at high speed remains joyful. I like such driving.

Every morning on my way to work I come across the Aare, a river flowing through Berne. At the moment the river is rapidly running with turquoise-blue waters coming from the melting masses of snow in the Alps. Crossing the bridge is just a matter of a few seconds, without remembering how difficult it would be without such a bridge, just standing there like something ordinary. But you wouldn’t be able to pass over, if people hadn’t constructed it.
I have come across people who were for me like a bridge to new realms of understanding. Without their help it would have been difficult to pass over. I think in all fields of knowledge and culture there is the need for such bridge builders, even if you don’t acknowledge their contribution. I experienced that this is especially so on the spiritual path where there are gaps in my understanding. Sometimes it were thoughts condensed in a book, but more helpful were exchanges with people, and for my experience especially the contacts with my spiritual teachers. Building the bridge to higher realms of consciousness is nearly impossible without such a help. And it is a work of inner bridging which you are doing with a continuous and systematic meditative work. In the Lunar Messenger on “Building the Bridge” there are some further thoughts on this. The effects of having built the bridge are seemingly natural, but it is a long way until the inner bridge is built.

Yesterday on our way to Berlin, somewhere on a rest stop in the East of Germany, a man dressed in a pink costume of an Easter bunny was distributing eggs to the people on the parking, a funny situation. Did he know about the age-old underlying symbolism?
In the East the first sprouting of creation, after a periodical dissolution of all manifestation, is described as an egg-shaped form coming out of the ethereal waters of space, like a bubble in infinite space. And in the egg the creator as the seed of future creation awakens, and slowly creation begins. And all of us have started our journey in this physical body from an ovular state, after conception. Our head, being the first part manifesting in the womb, is also the representation of the cosmic egg, above resting on the neck like the egg on the stalk. In India I have been witnessing several times of a water ritual, where an egg-shaped lingam, representing the cosmic egg of first manifestation, is being ceremoniously washed with waters, representing the waters of space. It is a ceremony in honour of the first logos of divine will, the first spur of creation.
So the Easter eggs with their different layers are in more than one way a sublime sign of life, though hidden, not only within a shell or in the grasses of a meadow, but also in the depth below a superficial understanding.

In a few hours we will be going for a week to Berlin. Many times I have been crossing the border from Switzerland to Germany. Each time I notice this strange change of qualities characterizing the national entities, this being so also when crossing other borders.
I know that some call it the national spirits, others say it is just an imagination or so-called cultural differences. For me it is a change of energy patterns, which I inwardly sense. They are also changing in smaller regional or geographical localities, towns or cities, but the change is more obvious when coming from one country into another. People seem to be entirely enveloped by their “own” areal qualities and often develop likes and dislikes towards other ones. National entities are controlling their own areas of influence, their cell membranes, to ward off unwanted elements…
It is a fascinating play of energies, though not so easy to locate. I wonder what kind of experiences we are coming across on this journey. It is also always a crossing of inner borders to other fields of experience.

It is always fascinating to observe how out of the multitude of thoughts we come across every day certain thoughts are picked up and others not. Most remain unrelevant, a few ones we follow, and some are even so powerful that they shape our destiny. Sometimes we follow a dead-end road, out of which it is often painful to come out.
It is my experience, that new, future-oriented thoughts also often cause fear and irritation. Blocks and opposition is coming up. I am just confronted with such a situation. I have learned by time that it is mostly contraproductive to fight against these blockages (personified in persons), but look out how the flow can go on.
I feel that I have to stay in contact with the original inspiring power of the idea motivating the thoughts and not let it be diverted into side-issues or wrong motives. This will cause the death of the idea. Sometimes you might follow such an idea which has become dead because of the diversion from the origin.
This reminds me a of saying of the American Indians, that you shouldn’t ride a dead horse, and when you feel you are doing so, you better get off. Waiting for the right moment is something else. It demands attention for the door of time to open for a new direction.