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Beloo Mehra
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Student of Sri Aurobindo, Author, Blogger, Educator. Several degrees in Education and Economics, extensive teaching experience at school and university level in India and abroad, a keen interest in educational, social and cultural thought of Sri Aurobindo.
Student of Sri Aurobindo, Author, Blogger, Educator. Several degrees in Education and Economics, extensive teaching experience at school and university level in India and abroad, a keen interest in educational, social and cultural thought of Sri Aurobindo.

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"The Lord always waits…we are the ones who aren’t ready to call Him or receive Him."



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“When this craze for utility – that is the modern tendency – comes, beauty dies; people now look at everything from the point of utility as if beauty were nothing.” (Evening Talks with Sri Aurobindo, 24-1-1939, p. 252)


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"The human mind shut in the prison of its half-lit obscurity cannot follow the many-sided freedom of the steps of the Divine Shakti." (Sri Aurobindo)


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New on the 'Beauty' blog:

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"All these obstacles of our nature – either in our full awareness or hidden somewhere and waiting to be revealed at a little opportunity – are all these little and big nasty things we carry within, the burden of which we must get rid of if we want to develop a sense of inner ease and light-ness. These things to be rejected could be numerous, including mind’s rigid ideas, opinions, preferences etc., demands, cravings and desires etc. of our vital nature, and laziness, doubt, disbelief etc of our physical nature."


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A post from three years ago. This day.


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Now on matriwords: The concluding part of the ongoing series 'Wit and Humour in Sri Aurobindo's Tales of Prison Life'

“Sense of humour? It is the salt of existence.Without it the world would have got utterly out of balance—it is unbalanced enough already—and rushed to blazes long ago.” (CWSA, Vol. 31, Letters on Yoga, p. 174).

And after reading the Tales of Prison Life one can only admire, adore and love the extraordinary sense of humour of the ‘Smiling Master’ all the more.

More on the link below:

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A love letter I wrote two years ago. Enjoyed reading it today.

“I don’t know exactly where you are on your journey. But I suspect that your journey, like mine, is towards trying to come into a deeper understanding of what it means to live divided no more. If we can come to a deeper understanding of what this decision might mean for us in the context of education, we will have done something well worth doing.”

~ Parker Palmer, The Grace of Great Things: Reclaiming the sacred in knowing, teaching and learning

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A certain type of critical mind, which often fails to see the inner significance of what the outer eye meets, looks at the profusion of artistic detail on the ancient Indian temple walls, gateways and pillars, on the hallways of old palaces and other buildings and asks – why is everything so crowded, why every little space is filled up, where is the blank space, how can one take it all in?

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"The bowl was free from all caste restrictions, beyond discrimination: in the prison cell it helped in the act of ablution; later with the same bowl I gargled, bathed; a little later when I had to take my food, the lentil soup or vegetable soup was poured into the same container; I drank water out of it and washed my mouth. Such an all-purpose priceless object can be had only in a British prison. Serving all my worldly needs the bowl became an aid in my spiritual discipline too” (Sri Aurobindo, Tales of Prison Life)


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If we aren’t committed to such a serious study – of the play of various forces in the society around us and within us, maybe we shouldn’t be speaking of ‘shame’ at all. Because, very frankly, there is no bigger shame than that of wanting to remain ignorant.
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