tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15929719.post831054980371475794..comments2023-10-21T01:56:53.775-07:00Comments on Van Couvering Is Not a Verb: Neti pots, free will and destinyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04898259486137280102noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15929719.post-70521679034953726022012-07-30T13:59:12.111-07:002012-07-30T13:59:12.111-07:00David,
Jala Neti is simple and remarkable…thank y...David, <br />Jala Neti is simple and remarkable…thank you for sharing. I make my solutions as hot as I can stand it and it seems to work quicker.<br /><br />Also the mystery of “I know there are things I can do to make them better…” but we don’t make these choices, is something that has always baffled me. I know exactly what needs to be done to make my life a paradise, but I make other choices because, as you state, “I prefer the pain I know to the pain I don't know.” However, I can’t help feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for evening being on this journey…regardless of where I am. As a great Indian saint once said, “Why should God give more than this?”<br /><br />Thank you so much for your post and reminder of Jala Neti, and the beauty of this gift of free will.<br /><br />AllenAllen Astinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14209855120316208939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15929719.post-72488483643231005692012-06-05T16:25:49.614-07:002012-06-05T16:25:49.614-07:00Ha! The nostril is the window into the soul... :)Ha! The nostril is the window into the soul... :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04898259486137280102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15929719.post-50694084484159813932012-06-05T16:19:42.172-07:002012-06-05T16:19:42.172-07:00We'll be Van Couvering alter this month and at...We'll be Van Couvering alter this month and at the end of July. In the meantime, my 8 year old daughter LOVES the Neti pot. Each person in the family has one. A family that Neties (is that a verb too?) together...<br /><br />Neti cleanses the soul. I never realized that so much of our soul was just a little ways up our nostrils. The people looking deeply into our eyes were wrong. - Pete SAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com