Thursday, August 17, 2006

Krshna Das


Este músico norteamericano, con la mitad del corazón en la India, ha demostrado en todas sus creaciones el amor a la filosofía hindú. Dio su primer concierto en Chile el pasado 11 de agosto en el centro cultural de las Condes. Sentado sobre una alfombra oriental, su espina dorsal totalmente recta, junto a otros dos músicos observa el público santiaguino impaciente y atrasado, por supuesto... Su rostro occidental, camisa vaquera y delgada contextura, no coincide con la voz grave que solía escuchar en su música, me imaginaba un señor mayor con barbas blancas y túnica. Pide silencio y que cerremos los ojos para calmar nuestro diálogo interno, un par de respiraciones profundas y poco a poco comienza a improvisar con dulce oración para hacernos sentir acogidos en ese espacio sagrado que se fue creando. El no se considera hindú, sin embargo, sus kirtan, (repetición de los nombres sagrados de dioses hindúes), nos llevan a otros estados de conciencia, donde se sienten una profunda alegría, casi tráncica al ritmo de la tabla(tambor indio) y el armonio. Cada repetición de mantras fue aumentando en ritmo y notas hasta crear un ambiente extático, el público que comenzaba tímido, terminaba cantando fuerte y seguro, muchos se sentían emocionados, como la chica que tenía en frente que pensé que se me iba a desmayar con tanto moviemiento de cabeza... Parece que los santiaguinos necesitan algo de euforia acumulada, sacándola sanamente a través de cantos. Al terminar un canto, se producía un silencio sepulcral, y lo que quedaba en ese silencio es simplemente indescriptible a las palabras, se acercaba a lo sagrado, a la quietud del alma...
OM NAMAH SHIVAYA
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When we see the beauty of our own being we are seeing the beauty of the Being that is the One of which we are all a part. And when we turn towards that One, love is the natural reaction of the heart. God or Guru is an endless ocean of love truth and presence. First we may hear the distant roar of the crashing waves of the ocean and we're drawn to that sound. As we get closer, we can smell the ocean air and taste the sweet moisture. When we reach the beach and see the ocean for the first time, we're transfixed by the vastness and Beauty. We run and we dive in and enjoy the freedom that comes from this ecstasy. Finally we merge with that ocean of love and somehow find ourselves back on the shore, returning to ourselves so that we can share the experience with others. Those that have returned have given us these Names of God. These Names are the sound of the surf of that Ocean of Love. They hold the power to help us find our way back to that ocean. We don't have to create anything; we don't have to manufacture any emotions or feelings. We can't make it happen. It already is. All we have to do is Remember. Everyone has their own path to this beach, to the Ocean, but we all wind up in the same place. There is only one...One. Satsang is where people gather together to remember, to turn within and find their own inner path to the One. When we gather together to sing like this we are helping each other find our own paths. We all must travel this path by ourselves because each of us is our own path. All these paths wander on in their own way, but in truth we are all travelling together and until the last of us arrives we will all keep travelling. So let's sing! 'And when he sees me in all and sees all in me, Then I never leave him and he never leaves me. And he, who in this oneness of love Loves me in whatever he sees, Wherever this man may live, In truth, he lives in me...' Bhagavad Gita, VI:30,31

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