neelkantha lives as a practical sage. they embody intuitive philosophy and yogic anarchy in the way of the rishi. they reveal the cosmic wisdom in everyday life, and cultivate space to invite you to grow into that wisdom. they offer insights with elegant prose, fierce clarity, and a sweet baritone. they devote themselves to their children, friends, and cats.
vulture
behold your dark eyes,
glittering with the knowledge
of ancient wisdom
behold your sleek wings,
divine shields, warm blankets, and
instruments of flight
behold your sharpness
beak and talon fiercely honed,
delicately used.
you seek the wounded,
they beg for transformation.
you sanctify them.
you digest their world.
you purify their remains,
you nurture your kin.
great mother spirit,
beautiful, inscrutable,
behold yourself in full.
three little birds
my dear friend
Audio sources
Knoll by Nitsua, sonsofu (license pending)
peacemaker's mantra
i am the peacemaker.
i do not choose one side or another.
i bend the world to my will to bring us together.
from this world you may choose to step away,
but i love you dearly and wish for you to stay.
gifts for a shaman
the feather
the feather of the neelkantha is an omen of good fortune.
when channeling its spirit, listen well to its divine guidance.
lean into the ever unfolding story of transformation.
the stick
sandalwood is a potent fragrance used to enhance meditation and enlightenment.
you may smudge with it, but the resultant scent may be overwhelming.
best held in the hands at throat level.
the prayer
begin with the mahāvyāhṛti, only if a mantra becomes useful, proceed further.
sing the mantra with the entirety of your being.
exhale through the words with the exhalation of the universe.
curated sample of mantras below (satvir gayatri mantra is the most well known).
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neelkantha
The story begins, as most stories of this sort do, a Very Long Time Ago.
It begins with the fiery rage of Lord Shiva, directed upon those who fail to walk the path of righteousness. One day this rage made the other gods flee from Lord Shiva, enraging him further and tempting the Lord to violence. At the behest of the goddess Parvati, the Lord purified himself and deposited his anger into a mortal. He thus created an avatar of himself in the raging sage, Durvasa.
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torchbearer's meditation
Audio sources
Fireplace (license)
Binaural Beats by Headspace (license)
what is a sage
What is a sage?
This is the question with which I arrive here, in the valley of the moon. JK died here, on this day, thirty nine years ago.
I blast through the great Central Valley at unsafe velocity. I can’t help it. I marvel at the vastness of the valley before me. I marvel at the Diablo hills to my west, swarming with winter green grass, dotted with cows euphoric for fresh ruminations. I marvel at the distant Sierras to the east, snowcaps distinctly visible through the rain-cleansed air. I marvel at the vastness of humanity that refined the earth into this exoskeleton of metal and glass and rubber, in which I now fly at mercilessly high speed. I marvel at the hands who guided the machines who ground the raw earth into roadways of asphalt and concrete, and constructed my companion the aqueduct, now to my east, sometimes to the west. We dance together, all of us, evaporating water and carbon dioxide, as we descend toward the South.
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the first sage
Sage.
That is immediately clear.
It absolutely is one of those jump-off-the-page, slam-bam-intuitive-man slices of Experience.
The kind of experience that happens all the time, if you can manage to pay attention.
As you stare down the word, you recall your first job out of college, and the first sage you met.
Jon S______ was his name.
He was an older guy, pushing 60 at the time. Well-fed and well-learned, the type of engineer as much at ease tuning a carburetor or finessing the fit of a rocking chair as designing a microprocessor. Indeed, he was the Chief of the electrical engineering team you joined, but more than that, he was the person you asked for guidance in solving your own design problems. And if he didn’t know how to help you, he would tell you directly; however, you could never quite be certain if he was testing you, inspiring you to muddle through the void of uncertainty, like the professors you endured just one year ago, like the path you have learned to walk in the decades since.
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weaver's meditation
Audio sources
6:56 by Anemoia (license)
Binaural Beats by Headspace (license)
let the darkness come
