I picked up Deepak Chopra’s 'Reinventing the Body, Resurrecting the Soul' today. Already I’m hooked and I’ve only read 10 pages! I've been a DC fan for decades, and lately I’ve come to realize that Dr. Chopra’s world view is a lot closer to Mark Twain (or Jeff Fairhall) than I thought. The only thing I don’t like about Deepak (and something I can’t personally fault him for) is that he’s become a powerful guru, and it is always fascinating how people raise up the ones who want to liberate us from all that hero worship. Buddha, Jesus, Lennon, He-Man, they all came to tell us “I am the power!” and we never figure out that I Am means me.
Anyway, this fabulously anarchistic poster (click the pic to read the fine print) came across my desk this morning, and I thought it worked pretty well for Deepak’s book too... a “how-to” manual on repairing the Soul. In fact, I'd agree with every single point, whether we're talking about the repair of a toaster oven, automobile, or the Self.
I like how the hand is carrying a big hex wrench, the “all purpose” tool for fixing things. I guess that’s my other issue with Deepak and much of the self-repair crowd. They leave out the instructions on how to use the most powerful and wonderful tool in our toolbox - Kundalini energy. I’d rather take my soul to Kake’s garage than Deepak’s. I've heard he's one hell of a mechanic. Kake looks like he has all the tools he needs, and he's not afraid to use them.
At You're Service, Sir.
By The Way: Today is 11/11 AKA Armistice Day. Armistice: an agreement made by opposing sides in a war to stop fighting for a certain time; a truce. A truce between my conscious and subconscious? Today has been a particularly pleasant and synchy day.