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Wednesday June 17, 2009

Categories: Teachers

The Magic of PS22 Chorus (By Mallika Chopra)

I used to rule the world

Seas would rise when I gave the word

Now in the morning I sleep alone

Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice

Feel the fear in my enemies eyes

Listen as the crowd would sing

"Now the old king is dead! Long live the King!"

Some of you may recognize the words above as the opening lyrics to Coldplay's single "Viva la Vida." Chances are, you have never heard these words sang by a chorus of  fifth-graders from the elementary school P.S. 22 in Staten Island, New York. 

The P.S. 22 chrous is lead by music teacher Mr. Breinberg, more fondly referred to his students as Mr. B. Mr. B, who arrived at P.S. 22 in 1999, convinced the administration to let him become a full-time music teacher and start a chorus choir at the school in spite of financial cutbacks in the arts. Instead of teaching traditional children's songs, he had his students singing contemporary adult songs. In addition to "Viva la Vida" by Coldplay, the P.S. 22 chorus have also tackled covers of songs by Tori Amos, Stevie Nicks, Bjork, Journey, and others.

One fateful day three summers ago, gossip blogger Perez Hilton came across the choir's cover of a Tori Amos song on YouTube and posted the video on his famous celebrity blog. The rest, they say, is history.

The P.S. 22 Chorus have been aired on ABC News, written about in The New York Times, and--as quite possibly the greatest honor of online fame one can achieve in this day and age-- tweeted about on Ashton Kutcher's Twitter.  Tori Amos herself once came down to see the choir's live cover of her music, which immediately moved her to tears. As of last Sunday, P.S. 22 Chorus videos have been seen by 5 million viewers.

The Intent team was mesmerized watching these vidoes on the P.S. 22 Chorus blog. Hearing worldly themes of love, cynicism, loss, faith and betrayal sang with so much earnestness by such young children lends the lyrics an aching vulnerability that yanks at my heart strings and brings tears to my eyes. What a great gift these children have given to the world for all of us to experience.

Kudos to Mr. B for believing in the importance of arts in public schools, and for giving these amazing and talented children a chance to achieve well-deserved fame. Ending the school year, his passion and commitment to his students reminds us of the power a teacher has to change the world.

And as a mother of two little daugthers, I couldn't think of a more hopeful sign of our future generation than the shining eyes and soaring voices of the fifth-graders in P.S. 22 Chorus. 

Visit the P.S. 22 Chorus blog here

Mallika Chopra is the founder of Intent.com, a site focused on personal, social and global wellness

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Wednesday April 22, 2009

Categories: Health, Spirituality, Teachers

A Chopra in Yoga Class (by Mallika Chopra)

Are you intimidated by doing yoga. I am!

I realized today that it has been over 3 years since I took a yoga class. I blogged about my last yoga class on October 4, 2005! The original blog is below...

Undoubtedly, yoga is good for us on so many levels. But the performance anxiety gets me all stressed out.

So, my intent is to start yoga again. Wish me luck - I need it.

That Chopra Smile - October 4, 2004

Today, I was a Chopra in a yoga class... And the first thing I did was lie.

Last Christmas, Gotham gave me a gift certificate for yoga classes. The certificate was valid for 6 months, and I had not redeemed it. When the guy looked at the certificate, luckily, there was no date on it -- so, I lied. I told him, with a sweet smile, that I received it for my birthday in July. Not a moment of Chopra guilt.

As he was putting my info in the system, he furrowed his brows and I knew the question was coming. "Any relation to Deepak?" I nodded. "Yes, he's my father." He replied, "Cool. We have his books here." I looked up, and my fathers face was smiling at me from above the counter.

"Deepak Chopra is your father!!" A woman waiting in line next to me, squealed with delight. "Oh, my God! I love him. Can I touch you? I have never met anyone famous before." The rest of the people in line peered at me.

I smiled awkwardly. "I'm not famous," I said. "People know my father..." The woman was right in my face now. "My name is Sarah. I loved his book - 7 Practical Laws of Love."

"Seven Spiritual Laws of Success," I replied.

Sarah put her mat next to mine. She started telling me about how the Law of Least Resistance had changed her life... The yoga instructor walked in, "I just heard you are Deepak's daughter," she announced to the room. "Now, I feel all this pressure!" The other people turned, looking at each other, nodding knowingly.

And, then it all went totally downhill. I completely unraveled. It was the moment of truth and the whole room witnessed it.

I kept slipping during Downward Dog Pose. I couldnt balance during Tree Pose. Forget about even attempting, Sirsasana, the Headstand Pose. Every time I turned to the left, Sarah was ogling me, but also a bit confounded about what I was doing. I felt totally inadequate. I just could not perform.

People pretended not to see my awkwardness. Sarah actually stopped looking over. The teacher seemed to have slowed down a bit, embarrassed. Finally, it was Mrtsana, the Corpse Pose, and, thank god, it was over!

I rushed out. I did not glance at Sarah -- well, to be honest, she was not even looking at me any more. I did not want to face the teacher. I felt like everyone in the room had discovered my most intimate secret.

But as I ran out, the man at the register stopped me. "Hey, Ms. Chopra, could you do us a favor and sign these books?" There was a pile of my dads books on the counter. People started drifting out of the room.

I panicked for a moment. Sarah was looking over my shoulder now. "Oh, wow. I didn't know Deepak had written a book on yoga." She actually sounded perplexed.

I took a deep breath. I dropped my head in shame. I took another breath. And, then, something miraculous happened. With that breath, somehow, I had re-connected. Another breath. Connection. I was a Chopra. Another breath. Admit it, I suck at yoga. Another breath. That is ok.

I smiled at the man at the register. "Sorry, I really can't sign those books. They are my father's, not mine." Another breath. I started to walk out.

Remember who you are... A thought.

"But, you know what," I turned back in. "I could sign my book, if you carried it..."

Sarah looked up, and the look was coming back into her eyes. The look of hope, the look that there was still something to believe in.

I stood tall, put my hands together in Namaste, and smiled that Chopra smile at her with all of its glory!


Read more from Mallika and other Intent Voice bloggers in Intent's exclusive series "30 Days to a Greener You!" 


Friday March 13, 2009

Categories: Teachers

"Be The Change" - Deepak Chopra Poetry Reading - Part 2 of 3

Be the Change Community Outreach Program
Tampa, Florida
February 6th, 2009

Deepak Chopra - Poetry reading
Unity Consciousness - Tagore

featuring:
Ann Marie Calhoun - Violin
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Fred Johnson Vocalist and Percussion

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Friday November 14, 2008

The Mystery of the Compassionate Brain

An article in the Washington Post On Faith section in response to their question: Religion scholar Karen Armstrong is asking the world to write a Charter for Compassion, based on her premise that compassion is central to all religions. Do you agree? If so, what has gone wrong?

Compassion is universally revered and universally ignored. The situation is primal. It has existed as far back as Buddha and Christ, and long before them. In a sense we may feel disadvantaged compared to our ancestors -- for them, drawing your hand back from an enemy meant laying down a spear or mace. For us, it means laying down a nuclear arsenal. But despite that gap in destructive power, the essential problem remains the same: whether human nature can be changed, and if so, on how large a scale.

The teaching and preaching of compassion has done some good, perhaps. Most people are happy that Christ and Buddha lived, even if they give little thought to them, much less to the age-old concept of Daya, the original Sanskrit word for sympathy that later evolved into compassion. I feel more secure starting there, because sympathy is as natural to human beings as aggression.
It turns out that the brain is extremely variable when it comes to sympathy. Functional MRIs taken inside a New Mexico prison (the only program of its type) show that inmates who score high on tests for psychopathic tendencies also have distorted brain function. Psychopaths possess the least innate sympathy imaginable; they have no conscience; they can commit acts of terrible cruelty without feeling a shred of the pain they are inflicting. Their polar opposites are a group of Tibetan Buddhist monks who were also studied with MRI scans at the Univ. of Wisconsin. Having meditated on compassion for many years, the monks exhibited the highest level of gamma waves ever seen in the laboratory, as well as heightened function in the left prefrontal cortex, an area associated with positive feelings such as happiness. Gamma waves are thought to link the brain into a whole and are linked to consciousness itself.

Can a psychopath's brain be turned into a compassionate brain? No one knows (the psychiatric profession has largely given up changing psychopaths either through drugs or conventional couch therapy). But at least we know that the brain is malleable enough that meditating on compassion produces changes that are real. Thinking that you are compassionate doesn't do the job, but practicing compassion inwardly does.

Which leads me to believe that compassion isn't a mood, a moral teaching, an ethical obligation, or a social ideal. It's a subtle activity of the brain, prompted by desire and will. You have to desire to be compassionate and possess the will to train your brain to fulfill your desire. I'm not implying that the brain does the work. It merely adapts to your intention. The brain learns new skills by forming neural networks, actual connections between brain cells. If you think of compassion as a skill, like learning to play the violin or walking a tightrope, then the brain must also learn this skill by developing a special neural network.

I don't mean to sound inhumane. Compassion has been a spiritual ideal for centuries. But it has also been a frustrating failure for centuries. We can turn that around by being realistic. If a child playing video games creates a new neural network in a matter of weeks, why not apply this knowledge to spiritual skills? The process is quite basic:

1. Be genuinely interested.
2. Pursue what interests you.
3. Keep practicing until you see improvement.
4. Stick with your practice until you see permanent change.

Step 1 requires inspiration. To be interested in compassion isn't an ordinary thing in our society, even among mature, psychologically developed people. Step 2 requires turning inward, because the inner landscape is the country of compassion. Step 3 requires discipline, since you must go inside over and over, renewing your dedication in the face of old conditioning that tempts you to turn away from compassion in pursuit of the ego's constant demands. Step 4 requires patience, because there are many inner forces -- and outer ones, too -- that defeat compassion.

If you can adjust to these conditions, it's entirely possible to become compassionate by developing a compassionate brain. I call this process "subtle action," which means doing at the level of awareness. It was through subtle action, leading to self-transformation, that Buddha and Christ unshakably established compassion in themselves. They didn't realize, perhaps, that they had to transform their brains at the same time. The two go together, however. At the very least, to be compassionate while not changing the brain can only be a temporary achievement, not permanent change. Because we were all born with the capacity to sympathize, our brains await their next instruction, to expand this capacity to the level of compassion.

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http://newsweek.washingtonpost.com/onfaith/deepak_chopra/

Thursday May 1, 2008

Categories: Teachers

The Dalai Lama (by Deepak Chopra)

An article in TIME magazine on the Dalai Lama The Dalai Lama

Friday March 28, 2008

Categories: Spirituality, Teachers

Doubts on a Path

Question: I am having doubts about the beliefs of a path I have been seriously following. This path, Akram Vignan from Dada Bhagwan, has an enlightenment ceremony in which one can have direct experience of the Pure Soul, after which...

Thursday February 21, 2008

Jesus and Deepak in Midtown

Alison Rose Levy wrote an article of Deepak giving a talk on The Third Jesus, recently in New York City. "When Jesus said, "I'm the son of God," Chopra tells the audience, "His meaning wasn't 'I'm the son of...

Wednesday February 13, 2008

The Maharishi Years – The Untold Story: Recollections of a Former Disciple (by Deepak Chopra)

August 1, 1991 saw the publication of my book, Perfect Health, a popular guide to Ayurveda that came at the height of my involvement with Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. Although I had been meditating less than a decade in comparison...

Monday February 11, 2008

First Meeting Maharishi (by Deepak Chopra)

It was in 1985, two years after a trip to Rishikesh, that I got an opportunity to meet Maharishi. When my chance came I grew unexpectedly shy. A young psychologist at Harvard, who was doing a study on the benefits...

Wednesday February 6, 2008

Categories: Teachers

The Three Maharishis (by Deepak Chopra)

Even though I last sat with Maharishi more than ten years ago, he left an indelible impression, as he did on everyone. His extraordinary qualities are known to the world. Without him, it's fair to say, the West would not...

Wednesday February 6, 2008

Categories: Teachers

Meeting Maharishi (by Gotham Chopra)

One of the more interesting parts of "growing up Chopra," was the range of people my sister and I were exposed to--from celebrities to heads of state to Nobel laureates and all the rest. As a teenager growing up in...

Wednesday February 6, 2008

Categories: Teachers

Growing Up with Maharishi Mahesh Yogi (by Mallika Chopra)

I learned transcendental meditation when I was 9. I think I met Maharishi Mahesh Yogi for the first time when I was 13, and for the next decade he was a major influence in my life. I remember sitting for...

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