Kochi, India and St. Thomas

The study of consciousness is difficult scientifically because science is a game that rests on the three pillars of empiricism, determinism and materialism.  There is no objectivity in spirituality.  By it’s very nature it’s a subjective phenomena.  I feel I levitated and others may even see I levitate but it matters not in the spiritual domain.  If I’m healed of cancer I suppose I want that healing to be ‘objective’.  This occurs but mostly because healing is a self healing phenomena.  Just as a neut grows back it’s tail we have the capacity to heal ourselves if only we can find the key. The key may well be a faith healer or a prayer.
What is most interesting is that electroencephalogram studies show that areas of the brain that are associated with an action fire in preparation for the action before the study subject is even aware of the intent.  That suggest we all may confabulate our existence, slaves to fate or determinism with the illusion of free will. I characterize that as being a ‘voice over’ on a ‘comic strip’.
The Tibetans believe we are a cast of characters who form a play with villains and heroines and call this ‘my life’.  According to karma in this dharma rendition of Brahman as Emerson wrote, the ‘red slayer thinks  he slays and the slain thinks he is slain, they know not well the ways I keep, and turn and toss again’.
I always think that in the beginning there was God and God created the heavens and the earth. There wasn’t God and building blocks.  I loved holograms because they were as close as man had come to understanding the pure nature of the spiritual. Fractuals are as exciting as DNA. The whole code of life is a song or script.  Considering St. John and the word, it’s a musical score.
“Without love where would we be now?,theDoobie Brother’s line shared poignantly  at this years IDAA meeting.
I have a lovely view here of the backwater rivers, the great port of Kochi, thousands of years old on the Spice Trade Route. It was called the ‘Queen of the Arabian Sea.'
 In the far horizon I imagine I see the Arabian Sea.  It would be wondrous to sail here.  A deep water harbour is more likely closer to the ocean. The Indian Navy and Coast Guard have bases near here. Rivers have been the highways for as long as  roads. The European success in colonizing India was through the superiority of their offshore sailing vessels armed with cannon. They could control the seas and cut off the trade routes.
At breakfast we saw a fair mix of westerners and easterners.  This hotel has that flavour I associate with Hawai tourism.  A lovely western lady with what I took for a Boston accent sat next to us in the Mosaic restaurant.  She spoke to Laura when she was asking about coffee.
“She looks and sounds like Julia Roberts,” Laura said. “I”m living in an episode of Eat, Pray, Love.”  I’m curious about the holy men who came here  I’ve arranged a tour of the St. Thomas church this afternoon. It’s not that far apparently.
“Become passers-by’, Jesus taught in the St. Thomas scriptures.
“Whoever has come to understand the world has found only a corpse, and whoever has found a corpse is superior to the world'.
Jesus said, “Blessed is the man who has suffered and found life."
“Take heed of the Living One while you are alive, lest you die and seek to see Him and be unable to do so.”
Jesus said, “If they say to you, ‘Where did you come from?’ say to them, “We came from the light, the place where the light came into being on it’s own accord and established (itself) and became manifest through their image.” If they say to you, “Is it you?’ say “We are the children we are the elect of the Living Father.” If they ask you, “What is the sign of your father in you?, say to them, “It is movement and repose.”
“The foxes have their holes and the birds have their nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head and rest.”