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There are 6 messages in this issue.Topics in this digest:1. God's Gift

(Tomorrow)pillai george 2. Re: Shiva manasa Pooja and Lingashtakam

Dharmi 3. i have questionsL Sharon Gray 4. God is Love - Love is God!

Anbe Sivam!venkat raman 5. Re: Making Sandcastles"nkzenthil" 6. Re:

na tato na matachhaya singh

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1 Wed, 14 Dec 2005 14:47:50 +0800 (CST)pillai george God's

Gift

(Tomorrow)I'm reading more and dusting less.I'm sitting onthe deck and admiring

the view without fussingabout the weeds in the garden.I'm spending moretime

with my family and friends and less time incommittee meetings. Whenever

possible, life should be a pattern of experience to savor, not endure. I'm

trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.I'm not 'saving'

anything. We use our good indian beads, rudraksha for every special event -

such as doing away with our karma, getting the sink unstopped, the first class

blessing. I no longer save my good perfume for special parties, I now wear it

for normal work.'Someday' and 'one of these days' are losing their grip on my

vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear

and do it NOW.I'm not sure what my sister would have done had she known that

she wouldn't be here for the tomorrow we all take for GRANTED. I think she

would have

called all our family members and a few close friends. She might have called a

few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to

think she would have gone out for a nice indian vegetarian dinner, her favorite

food. I'm guessing... I'll never know. It's those little things left undone that

would make me angry if only I knew that my hours were limited.Angry because I

put off seeing good friends whom I was going to get in touch with

-Someday.Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to

write-One of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my loved Ones often

enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying very hard not to Put off, Hold

back, or Save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And

every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day,

every minute, every breath truly is...a gift from God. YoursGeorge

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2 Tue, 13 Dec 2005 21:38:11 -0800 (PST)Dharmi Re: Shiva

manasa Pooja and LingashtakamDear Punnyatman, Please understand all of the

users of web does not have dsl or any other superfast connection some of us

relay still on dial up so visiting various pages will be a problem for such

people so mr.chllakara_raja cut and paste the ashtakams and its meaning in this

forum itself.... NO offense its purely my opinion you are entitled to do as per

you convinence.Jai Sita RamDhamrichelakkara_raja wrote:Dear

Friends,The english translation of these two great stotras have been added up in

my web site

yesterdaywww.geocities/com/ramya475/Raja!

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3 Wed, 14 Dec 2005 00:27:02 -0800 (PST)L Sharon Gray

i have questionsNamaste and greetings to all,I speak English and do not

know Sanskrit. Could someone knowledgeable answer my questions?Please give the

definitions of aarti, chalisa, ashtotram, and other forms of worship. If you

pay a temple to do a pooja of some kind for your benefit, does it matter where

in the world it is? Would it be better to choose a local temple near home? I'm

in Texas, and we do have a few Hindu temples here. There are two or three large

ones in Houston. The most well known one is Sri Meenakshi Temple. They had a

worship listed called Ashtotram Acharya, and I could not find out what the

Acharya part meant. They said it was done on a walk in to the temple basis, and

only $10, so that got my interest. Does it matter which kind of pooja they

recite as far as effectiveness? And is there a schedule for how often they

should be done to help your karma? I know that you

pick a God or Goddess according to your needs. I do not know enough about the

many deities of Hinduism to have an ishta devata. I'm not even sure if I could

be classified as a Hindu. I have been studying Hinduism and Buddhism for

several decades, and I truly enjoy learning about Asian cultures. They seem to

be so much deeper and more profound than my American/European culture. I really

do not want to be around the people here in America that want everybody to be

just like them -- namely, rich white and Christian. That is quite boring to me.

I have a serious dislike for Christians and they are dominating everybody else

(or trying to ) here. Back to my subject.... I have gotten emails from a

company in india called Vedic-by-choice.com that recites the virtues of regular

pooja for a person. If you buy a CD of a pooja and play it, will that be

effective or not? Is playing a CD of a mantra or mantra song effective? I will

confess that I have done

mantra worship with my mala, in Hindu mantras, in a Buddhist temple, just

because I liked the Hindu mantra more than the Buddhist one. Maybe that is

wrong, but I would like to know. Humbly thanking you for your

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4 Wed, 14 Dec 2005 00:29:05 -0800 (PST)venkat raman God is

Love - Love is God! Anbe Sivam!'How long will you be poring over that

newspaper? Will you come hereright away and make your darling daughter eat her

food?'I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My onlydaughter Sindu

looked frightened. Tears were welling up in hereyes. In front of her was a bowl

filled to its brim with CurdRice.Sindu is a nice

child, quite intelligent for her age. She hasjust turned eight. She particularly

detested Curd Rice. Mymother and my wife are orthodox, and believe firmly in

the'cooling effects' of Curd Rice!I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl.

"Sindu, darling,why don't you take a few mouthful of this Curd Rice? Just

forDad's sake, dear And, if you don't, your Mom will shout at me'I could sense

my wife's scowl behind my back. Sindu softened abit, and wiped her tears with

the back of her hands. 'OK, Dad.I will eat not just a few mouthfuls, but the

whole lot of this.But, you should...' Sindu hesitated.'Dad, if I eat this

entire Curd Rice, will you give me whateverI ask for?''Oh sure,

darling'.'Promise?''Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my

daughterwith mine, and clinched the deal.'Ask Mom also to give a similar

promise', my daughter insisted.My wife slapped her hand on Sindu's, muttering

'Promise',without any emotion.Now I became a bit anxious. 'Sindumma, you

shouldn't insist ongetting a computer or any such expensive items. Dad does

nothave that kind of money right now. OK?''No, Dad. I do not want anything

expensive'. Slowly andpainfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I

wassilently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my childeat something

that she detested.After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her

eyeswide with expectation. All our attention was on her. 'Dad, Iwant to have my

head shaved off, this Sunday!' was her demand!'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'a

girl child having her headshaved off? Impossible!'.'Never in our family!' my

mother rasped. 'She has been watchingtoo much of television. Our culture is

getting totally spoiledwith these TV programs!''Sindumma, why don't you ask for

something else? We will be sadseeing you with a clean-shaven head.''No, Dad.

I do not want anything else', Sindu said withfinality.'Please, Sindu, why don't

you try to understand our feelings?'I tried to plead with her.'Dad, you saw how

difficult it was for me to eat that CurdRice'. Sindu was in tears. 'And you

promised to grant mewhatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words.

Wasit not you who told me the story of King Harishchandra, and itsmoral that we

should honour our promises no matter what?'It was time for me to call the shots.

'Our promise must bekept.''Are you out your mind?' chorused my mother and

wife.'No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn tohonour her own.

Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.'With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a

round-face, and hereyes looked big & beautiful.On Monday morning, I dropped her

at her school. It was a sightto watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her

classroom. Sheturned around andwaved. I waved back with

a smile. Just then, a boy alightedfrom a car, and shouted, 'Sinduja, please wait

for me!'What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. 'May be, thatis the

in-stuff', I thought.'Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!'

Withoutintroducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued,'That boy

who is walking along with yourdaughter is my son Harish. He is suffering from

.... ...leukaemia.'She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Harish could not attend

theschool for the whole of the last month. He lost all his hairdue to the side

effects of the chemotherapy. He refused to comeback to school fearing the

unintentional but cruel teasing ofthe schoolmates. Sinduja visited him last

week, and promisedhim that she will take care of the teasing issue.But, I never

imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair forthe sake of my son! Sir, you and

your wife are blessed to havesuch a noble soul asyour daughter.'I stood

transfixed. And then, I wept.'My little Angel, will you grant me a boon? Should

there beanother birth for me, will you be my mother, and teach me whatLove

is?'with love.....Venkat ShoppingFind

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5 Wed, 14 Dec 2005 11:19:17 -0000"nkzenthil" Re: Making

Sandcastlesthanks for tapping my shoulder--- In

, pillai george wrote:>> A little boy is

on his knees scooping and packing> the sand with plastic shovels into a bright

blue bucket.> Then he upends the bucket on the surface and

lifts it.> And, to the delight of the little architect, a castle tower is>

created. > > All afternoon he will work. Spooning out the moat. Packing the

walls. Bottle tops will be sentries. Popsicle sticks will be bridges. A

sandcastle will be built. > > Big city. Busy streets. Rumbling traffic. > > A

man is in his office. At his desk he shuffles papers into stacks and delegates

assignments. He cradles the phone on his shoulder and punches the keyboard with

his fingers. Numbers are juggled and contracts are signed and much to the

delight of the man, a profit is made. > > All his life he will work.

Formulating the plans. Forecasting the future. Annuities will be sentries.

Capital gains will be bridges. An empire will be built. > > Two builders of two

castles. They have much in common. They shape granules into grandeurs. They see

nothing and make something. They

are diligent and determined. And for both the tide will rise and the end will

come. > > Yet that is where the similarities cease. For the boy sees the end

while the man ignores it. Watch the boy as the dusk approaches. > > As the

waves near, the wise child jumps to his feet and begins to clap. There is no

sorrow. No fear. No regret. He knew this would happen. He is not surprised. And

when the great breaker crashes into his castle and his masterpiece is sucked

into the sea, he smiles. He smiles, picks up his tools, takes his father's

hand, and goes home. > > The grownup, however, is not so wise. As the wave of

years collapses on his castle he is terrified. He hovers over the sandy

monument to protect it. He blocks the waves from the walls he has made.

Salt-water soaked and shivering he snarls at the incoming tide. > > & quotes

;It's my castle," he defies. > > The ocean

need not respond. Both know to whom the sand belongs... > > I don't know much

about sandcastles. But children do. Watch them and learn. Go ahead and build,

but build with a child's heart. When the sun sets and the tides take - applaud.

Salute the process of life and go home. > > Yours> George Pillai> > > >

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6 Wed, 14 Dec 2005 08:25:19 -0800 (PST)chhaya singh Re: na

tato na mataNamaste everybody,i am an ardent devotee of lord shive.have been

fasting on mondays since a very long time.can someone please tell me the

right way to worship the lord evry monday and each day to get his blessings.i

only read the katha evry monday.and light the diya and dhoop na dagarbatti.Can

someone please tell me hoe to worship my lord in abetter and pleasing

manner.Peace and LoveChhaya ShoppingFind

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