I spent most of the day doing "due diligence " on several in-the-works luxury condo hi-rise developments in Beverly Hills & Century City . INCROYABLE! & DIOS MIO! , heh heh came to mind , and is this the NY-ification of the Westside ? At US $ 2,000.00 to $ 3,000.00 a square foot , a penthouse in the most desirable building tops out at $ 25MM. And one building that broke ground last Thanksgiving has already pre-sold 14 units ! Who are buying? Empty nesters moving out of the Hills west of Doheny Drive and wealthy foreigners who still think LVMH & other brands on Rodeo Drive are "prestige" ( slightly less ubiquitous than ZARA, but yes, prevalent & AVAILABLE in all the same global cities).
And on the other side of the world,Psalm Isadora, has this chronicle from India:
jan 25
the question of suffering
"yesterday afternoon was very difficult for me. Pune is a pretty small city in India compared to Mumbai, Delhi or Calcutta. but every time you get into the city, there is the noise, the traffic and the most extreme poverty. THE MOST EXTREME POVERTY. it breaks my heart, but i am here for a reason and if i take it all in i will drown and not get anything done. women come up to me in the dusty streets, covered in dirt with their babies slung to their hips. they do a silent pantomime of holding out their hand to me and then bringing to their mouths to show they need my money to buy food. and their eyes, their eyes are big haunting black discs that convey so much SORROW. are they really so sad? are they really so HUNGRY? i don't know, but coming from america it is a terrible thing to see a mother and child asking for money and food like this and to say no. there are so many of them that even if i emptied my wallet, i wouldn't even begin to make a change. and then i would be left with nothing, and wouldn't be able to do the work i came here to do. it seems to me that people who need help usually need more help than you can comfortably give. so i will work on myself, i will let the change in myself grow until it can't help but bring change for others. this is how i usually think of things, people need help, i want to help, but how do i want to help? how can i use my special talents creatively in a way that will bring me the most happiness and contentment? i have made it a rule for myself not to hand money to people on the street. the first time i came to india, a little boy came begging when i was sitting in a rickshaw stopped in traffic. rickshaws are basically motorcylces with metal shells on top. they are much cheaper than taxi cars, but they also leave you open to the streets. in a real car, your windows would be rolled up and you would have some distance between yourself and the rest of the world. i gave the boy a rupee note, and then 5-6 more boys came running up, climbing on and into the rickshaw, grabbing me. traffic began to move and they were almost getting run over, holding on and running along with the rickshaw. the driver began beating them off with a bat. i sat in the back terrified and sickened, i have learned that things escalate quickly here. "
The Buddha as Sidharttha encountered the same paradox thousands of years ago , living as a sheltered prince and then encountering human misery & suffering. Hence the formulation of the "Middle Path" of DHAMMA. And as my teacher counseled me this week, "Moderation, my extreme friend". ( but it's no fun if it's not off the richter, hah -)
& MAHA SAT NAM to Marisa Y. who called me excitedly after the 14th day of her teacher training with GURMUKH to share ( or finally catch up) that she finally had a "Kundalini Rising ". Awesome. What was even more ELECTRONIC was the fact that it was an "E-Shaktipat", heh heh . It occurred while their group was chanting along to a DVD of the long passed on YOGI BHAJAN conducting Gong Meditation -