Sunday, May 1, 2016

Fool Me Once...



I started hearing about Sri Sri Ravi Shankar last year. Initially I thought, “Ooh Ravi Shankar who played with - and inspired - George Harrison. Didn’t he die? Why are people suddenly talking about him?” But I was mistakenly referring to SRI Ravi Shankar, not SRI SRI Ravi. This guy has a double Sri for some reason. He’s in the yogi “guru” world; does not play a sitar; and is apparently alive and well as he tours around the world, espousing goodness everywhere. I think it’s confusing, likening it to being a female pop star and stage naming yourself LADY LADY GAGA. Too close for close if you ask me.

Recently, Sri Sri announced that he reached out to ISIS to peacefully talk things out. Any question of the size of this man’s balls after naming himself after an honorary Beatle was immediately eradicated after I read this. Not even the Dalai Lama - or Gandhi’s ghost - has attempted this utterly bizarre act of “good” trying to trounce “evil.” Talk about an olive branch. Clearly, ISIS have bigger bombs on their minds as they immediately sent Sri Sri a response in the form of graphic photograph of a decapitated head. Sri Sri then announced, this evil is too big for him and that “military response” must be utilized.

Sometimes, as much as we want to walk the path and live our yoga fully, we have to remember that not everyone is on that same aforementioned path. Unfortunately, making amends, embracing forgiveness, and uplifting one another is not a prime motivating factor for all. It’s dangerous to confuse personal mindfulness for universal awareness. Sri Dharma Mittra once announced in class: “Wouldn’t it be boring if we all had the same karma?” Boring, yes. A little less heartbreaking, NO.