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Soul Genetics: Why should you honor your ancestors?

Posted by on May 6, 2013 in Ancestors, Blog, Featured, Vedic | 82 comments

Soul Genetics:  Why should you honor your ancestors?

Does this predicament sound familiar to you? You are plagued by a certain illness that won’t go away; you are always moody, depressed or fatigued;  you are overwhelmed  by a nasty situation either involving work, finances,  or relationships… and no matter what you do and how hard you try, the problem won’t away. And when all conventional remedies fail to produce relief or improvement, you start to wonder: what on earth is the reason, and why?? Have you ever considered that the problem may have something to do with your departed ancestors? ULTIMATELY, WHO IS CONTROLLING YOUR SOUL? Here I want to bring up the term Soul Genetics, introduced by Dr. Pillai, an internationally famous Tamil scholar-mystic and philanthropist, founder of Astroved and Pillai Center. Soul Genetics refer to soul properties inherited from your ancestors. Just as you would inherit biological genes that build your body, you also inherit soul genes from your ancestral lines. You may inherit positive or negative traits from your forebears, which pave the way for either a happy, healthy and successful life, or a visit to hell! Most people experience a mixed bag. They inherit some positive soul traits, but also some tough karma thrown in through the generations. On top of our personal karma, there is also ancestral or tribal karma–the composite of karmic momentum accrued by your forefathers and mothers. Although people may not be aware of this, their physical ailments, mental distress, also the obstacles they encounter in their career, family and relationships, etc., are often directly related to bum ancestral karma. What is the remedy for this? The easiest way to shift your circumstance is by feeding your ancestors. SIMPLE HANDS-ON RITUAL Many cultures in the Far East & Southeast Asia have rituals honoring ancestors. India, Japan, China, Tibet, Thailand, Bali, to name a few. Today I am introducing a hands-on ritual that I find to be the most simple, practical, and effective. It stems from the Tamil Siddha tradition of South India and the gist of it consists of offering white rice flour mixed with black sesame seeds and water, and offering it to your ancestors. That’s all. It’s that simple. You can start right away. Just put white rice flour, black sesame seed, and darbha grass (optional) and mix it in a zip lock bag or glass bottle. I don’t even use darbha grass since we don’t have it in our area. I put the mixture in a little bottle, and every morning place a smidgeon on my right palm, and say a prayer to my ancestors. I call upon generations (at least six) from my father and mother’s side. I also say “Arut Perum Jyoti” over the mixture, invoking the Light to doubly bless the offering. The optimal hours are 6 a.m.-6 p.m. between sunrise and sunset, because that’s when ancestors are closest to the earth plane, and they can easily avail themselves of your offering. Make sure you say a prayer of thanks to ancestors of 6 generations of your father side, and 6 generations of your mother side. You can call in your ancestral lineages from even a broader gene pool. The secret is to intend your offering with great respect and appreciation.  Put up any request you have, or, if you need their help and support in solving any specific issue, state it clearly. Then rinse your hand off. Some people store a small bottle of tarpanam mix by their shower rack, and do it first thing in the morning as they step into their shower. The entire process takes just a couple minutes. I...

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Istanbul, Where East meets West

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Istanbul, Where East meets West

This slideshow requires JavaScript. In late January of 2010 I embarked upon a journey to Turkey and Egypt that proved to be life-changing. This sacred journey triggered a quickening in my evolution. Our first destination was Istanbul. A small group of us – six women – started out from the Bay Area, California. We touched down in Istanbul smack into a blizzard with sub-zero temperatures, but even the cold and wet sleet could not dampen our excited spirits. A thriving megacity with a population of 12 million, Istanbul is prosperous, modern, ancient and exotic all at once. Located on the Bosporus Strait and hugging a natural harbor famously named the Golden Horn, Istanbul straddles both the European and Asian side of the Bosporus, making it the only metropolis that sits on two continents. Historically called Byzantium and Constantinople, Istanbul was capital of the Eastern Roman Empire (395–1204 and 1261–1453), also the Ottoman Empire (1453–1922). The stones, pavements, tiles, rubble–even the very air of this ancient city ooze history and culture. The world famous Topkapi Palace attests to the opulence and stylish splendor of the Ottoman Empire. Spellbound, we wandered through the palace grounds thickly covered in snow. Topkapi was built by the first ruler of the Ottoman Empire, Sultan Mehmed II, and served as the primary residence of the Ottoman Sultans for 400 years of their 600-year reign. Consisting of four huge courtyards and adjoining buildings, the sprawling palace complex boasted over 4,000 occupants in its heyday. The incessant, thick snowfall evoked a magnetic ambience! We drank in the rich plethora of Ottoman miniatures, Islamic calligraphic manuscripts, blue and white Chinese celadon, murals, fabulous treasures and jewelry. Intricately embossed inscriptions of ultramarine blue and gold leaf and tiles of jewel-colored geometric designs adorned the Harem. We marveled at the 86 carats pear-shaped Spoonmaker’s diamond. And gaped at brilliant emeralds, tourmalines, rubies and south sea pearls that are bigger than large grapes. I especially marveled at the sanctity of the Hagia Sophia. Topped by a massive dome, this stone basilica is considered the quintessence of Byzantine construction and is said to have “changed the history of architecture.” Giant wall paintings of the Seraphim vibrated with an intense electric presence and started to glow, and for a moment I felt swept into Eternity’s embrace of golden Light. I could have stayed in that space for days. The Blue Mosque perched on a hill overlooking the Marmara Sea, is a living example of symmetry, elegance, and geometric ingenuity of Mosque architecture. In a park next to the Blue Mosque, we visited the remnants of the once-humongous Hippodrome. Originally used for chariot racing and other public events, the stadium used to hold over 100,000 people. It was the center of life in Byzantine Constantinople for over 1,000 years and of Ottoman life in Istanbul for over 400 years. But now only very little is left of this once-glorious splendor. The most notable remaining column is the Egyptian Obelisk, which was built in Egypt in 1500 BC and once stood in Luxor before Emperor Constantine brought it to his city. We enjoyed our tour of the Grand Bazaar, where my friends bargained with tireless shop keepers and bought evil-eye amulets, lamps, and candle holders. We couldn’t resist sampling the scores of tempting Turkish Delight candies in the Spice Market. And since a trip to Turkey wouldn’t be complete without a Turkish bath, we had the complete treatment at a localhamams. Turkish food agreed with us—we relished the wide variety of local foods, including the wickedly sumptuous desserts and Turkish coffee. I even learned to read coffee...

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