Authentic spiritual practice

“From the highest source of tantric authority we learn […] ‘To worship it, become it’ […] Without this ‘becoming’ there is no worship. There is no worship without. Worship without is a rite; it becomes a mere ritualistic form. The only worship, like love, must be a continuous, penetrating and merging flow of energy from within, from within to within. ‘Becoming it’ is the first demand for a successful prayer. It is the soul in shape. This is at the root of our worship of deities. […] It may be Kali, Mary, Buddha or Jesus. Unless a prayer makes the devotee ‘become’ it, the prayer has failed. It is like reciting a cook book in order to appease hunger.”

Quote from Bhattacharya, B. (1988) The World of Tantra. Munshiram Manoharlal Publishers Pvt. Ltd: New Delhi, p.215.

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14 thoughts on “Authentic spiritual practice

    • Cheers Rob. I love this quote. Have others in my head – some of which have been in my grey cells for years because I find them so insightful…and humorous 😉 Wishing you a great weekend also 🙂 Sam 🙂

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  1. I feel your wonderful excerpt here leads on beautifully from your last post Sam. I whole-heartedly agree, for it is only when we harness those goddess/god/Christ/Buddha energies in ourselves that we truly worship. I love your clear, succinct words here, “… must be a continuous, penetrating and merging flow of energy from within, from within to within.”

    A few minutes ago I read this beautiful spiritual poem all about “indwelling” devotion, titled, “Last Night As I Was Sleeping” by Antonio Machado. Pure synchronicity! Blessings always, Deborah.

    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.

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    • Beautiful poem, Deborah 🙂 I have read it over a number of times. I read Machado in Spanish when I was at university (several moons ago!) but I seem to have forgotten the marvels of his poetry. Thanks for the wake-up call 😉 Love & blessings, Sam 🙂

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  2. Worship, as you have pointed out, is worthless in it’s physical forms. And you are right, only as we merge with what it is that receives worship is there any value to the exercise at all.

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  3. Love the analogy of the cookbook! 🙂 Prayer/thoughts has to be felt.. with intent. Which is I think why rituals come into play .. I light a candle and set my intent right there within the flame.. 🙂
    Have a Peaceful weekend Sam.. Hugs Sue

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