Lightsongs

Peace Be With You

2011-12-31T00:45:00.001+05:30

PEACEFUL NEW YEAR

“The one who lacks peace, with all his possessions, the property of this earth or quality of mind, is poor even with both. ... True wisdom is to be found in the peaceful, for peacefulness is the sign of wisdom. It is the peaceful one who is observant. It is peace that gives him the power to observe keenly. It is the peaceful one, therefore, who can conceive, for peace helps him to conceive. It is the peaceful who can contemplate; one who has no peace cannot contemplate properly. Therefore, all things pertaining to spiritual progress in life depend upon peace.
To attain peace, what one has to do is to seek that rhythm which is in the depth of our being. It is just like the sea: the surface of the sea is ever moving; the depth of the sea is still. And so it is with our life. If our life is thrown into the sea of activity, it is on the surface. We still live in the profound depths, in that peace. But the thing is to become conscious of that peace which can be found within ourselves. ... the first thing is to seek the kingdom of God within ourselves, in which there is our peace. As soon as we have found that, we have found our support, we have found our self. And in spite of all the activity and movement on the surface, we shall be able to keep that peace undisturbed if only we hold it fast by becoming conscious of it.”
Hazarat Inayat Khan

May this perfect peace be yours – now, this year, for all eternity.

May your heart blossom with love, may your gut feel the magic, may your spirit shine in this 2012 and light up this our Universe.

Peace be with you.

Love,

Mickey

Listen!

2011-05-31T02:05:00.001+05:30

Listen well, my brother, to the secret whisper in your heart, the endless singing in your blood, the deep rhythm in your bones.
O sister, can you hear the voice of the wind, the silent music of the flowers, the faint hum of joy all around?
The universe speaks to you every moment- you just forgot how to listen.
Let every cell in your body be a ear.
Hold your breath- stay perfectly still.
Traffic and bird-song, dogs barking and the laughter of children,
The plaintive cry of a vendor in perfect rythm with the whistling of the kites in the sky..
All speaking without words of a wisdom beyond thought,
All held together by the weave of the gaps between the sounds,
Until darkness brings peace
And the high sweet notes of silence.

Be

2011-05-27T04:05:00.001+05:30

In a story written by a madman,
Illusion creates new worlds every moment, every day.
When the rainbow bubble bursts, who is to blame?
There are no answers or explanations, all dogma disappears-
Only emptiness and silence remain:
This has lost its tongue and forgotten its name.

Beneath dust and leaf and river and sky
Suddenly the sacred bones of eternity shine bright

What a sparkle in this wordless bliss!
Mind still like a mirror lake
Breathless wonder overflows
How can anything begin to describe this?

Be.
This is all.

Journey's End

2011-01-25T13:08:00.000+05:30

Older than time, I am the Ancient of Days.
I have been stone and metal, microbe and plant, mountain and planet and sea, bird and beast and reptile.
Driven before the storm of illusion, I have passed through countless wombs ; pursued by the furies of fear and desire, I have changed shapes and forms a trillion times, never finding my rest.
Yet, who am I that persists down the canyons of the ages?
Nothing but gathered information, dregs of the dreamtime, faded files on the magnetic field of the information layer, flotsam and jetsam accumulated on the invisible shore.
I cannot remember all the bodies I have used and discarded in my desperate and never-ending quest.
Today, in weary exhaustion, I choose to halt this senseless wandering through the worlds.
I let go and dissolve, format my drive, erase all the slates once and for all.
This drop returns irrevocably to the ocean.
The 4 billion years end now.
At last, I am at peace.
Free.

A Miracle

2011-01-14T02:09:00.001+05:30

It’s a miracle… a perfect miracle,

All around me I see magic in the air…love’s ecstasy just blooming everywhere….

All I do each day is simply sit and stare -

Yes it’s a miracle..truly a miracle

Trees know it, clouds feel it, the birds and the beasts and the fishes live it,

The earth sings it, lightning brings it, children play it, wise men say it

Oh it’s a miracle – right here and now for any eye to see.

A miracle – embracing all there is and you and me.

Candlelight and mirrors, starshine in the skies,

Reflections on the water like the sparkle in your eyes

My heart plays an old guitar that’s sometimes out of key

But all it takes is one deep breath and she sounds good again to me…

To sing the miracle- the timeless miracle,

Just close my eyes and dance inside so deep…who is it who dreams this waking sleep?

Nothing to hang on to, nothing at all to keep

For it’s a miracle..a simple miracle

Stars display it, atoms pray it, cells and bones and blood all stay it,

Nothing holds it, everything unfolds it, time and space are born inside it-

Ah such a miracle – so awesome it just takes my breath away!

Enchanting miracle.. infinite delightful goddess-play!

Secret dreams and visions, serpent fire rising high,

Closer than a heartbeat yet further than the sky,

I laugh out loud at the whole go-round and how it came to be

That all of creation is dancing right here inside me!

This sweet miracle…rest right here, there is no place to go

For it’s a miracle – just drop your mind and you will know

The Miracle.

PERFECTION

2011-01-01T17:46:00.002+05:30

This is perfect. That is perfect.

I am perfect. You are perfect.

The land and the Sea and the heavens are perfect.

The birds and the beasts and the insects are perfect.

Atoms and cells , stars and galaxies, clouds and trees, lives and deaths, rebirths and resurrections are perfect.

Subtract the perfect from the perfect – only the perfect remains.

Divide the perfect by the perfect – only the perfect remains.

Create the perfect,transform the perfect, destroy the perfect - only the perfect remains.

Have a perfect New Year!

I wonder....

2010-12-13T22:43:00.007+05:30

I wonder if Adam and Eve jumped the gates of Eden, because they were bored ?

I wonder if the Perfect became the mundane, just for a lark?

I wonder if thinking is a software virus embedded in us by some cosmic hacker?

I wonder if we humans are just flesh-and-blood robots in the service of eternal DNA?

I wonder if parallel universes are just endless reflections in a non-existent Hall of Mirrors?

I wonder who is wondering ...
seems familiar.
( I just know i've heard that chuckle before...all those many lifetimes ago.)

Ooops! Here we go again....
singing them cosmic giggle blues, one more time!

Simple Master

2010-12-12T20:05:00.000+05:30

I spent endless aeons seeking the unseekable.

I ran through a thousand lifetimes in the wink of an eternal eye.

I read all the sacred books and studied all the secret lore.

I wriggled my chakras, exploded in kundalini, absorbed my angels and my demons, unfurled my DNA.

Workshops , satsangs, retreats and intensives , meditations, contemplations, alchemical transformations...such a circus of effort , rollercoaster ride on so many rainbows!

What a total waste of time!

Who can understand the ways of the One who has dissolved in Brahman?

You look at him and see an ordinary old man.

Simple. Innocent. Just being, here and now. Doing what happens effortlessly.

Indeed the saints and sages will bear witness : it is mystifyingly impossible to describe the extra-ordinarily ordinary.

Like the Tao, he blends perfectly with the flow...and is invisible, unknowable.

Yet to the eye of the Heart, he blazes like a zillion suns!

No-mind

2010-10-23T00:58:00.000+05:30

In the land of no-mind, who is king?
Is it the scent of jasmine wafted on the stillness or the hint of music in that silence?
Is it the bodiless bird soaring in the cloudless sky or the upside-down tree waving its roots at the stars?
Where there is no I , who sees?
Mists of illusion cannot survive the dawning of this Sun.
Go there.
All questions cease.

A busy man

2010-10-14T23:16:00.003+05:30

Birds are singing, alarm bells ringing, new day dawning, wake up! its morning..
OoooH ! I'm a busy man. A very busy man - with lots to do.
Shave and shower and breakfast in an hour, emails answered and out the door
Jump in the car and drive in the traffic, so much to do today,long way to go
OoooH ! I'm a busy man. A very busy man - with lots to do.
Appointments, meetings, coffee and greetings, bills and money and paperwork
Cell-phones buzzing, deadlines hustling, people talking, deals a-walking,
OoooH ! I'm a busy man. A very busy man - with lots to do.

Shhh! Don't tell anyone, its all just fun, nowhere i'm going, just simply flowing
I do nothing, lost deep in loving, body does his thing, mind does his thing,

AaaaH! I'm a dancing tune. A leaf on a river- with nothing to do!

I've lost my history, sunk in mystery, breathing the air , feeling magic everywhere!
In the eye of the storm, its so still and so warm, no thought, no harm, so silent, so calm-

AaaaH! I'm a flute being played. An empty blue sky- no idea who!

No Excuses

2010-10-12T01:39:00.001+05:30

I have no excuses left. Nowhere left to pass the buck, no one left to blame.
Experiential knowing is total and ruthless- a sword that cuts off my head!
But still, like a phantom limb that seems to hurt or itch even after it has been amputated, my head re-appears, tries its best to bring my story back to life.
Sounds familiar?
You know.
Beyond doubt.
You let go of moth-hood and became the flame.Not once, but a million times. Over a million lifetimes.
Why bother with moth thoughts and feelings and dreams and desires anymore?
Is it so hard to let go and drop the garbage of the aeons that you have been carrying on your head?
Like me - you have run out of excuses.
Throw away that phantom head. Dive without hesitation into the abyss!
Be the One and be free!

No- thing

2010-10-07T23:49:00.002+05:30

No-thing is not nothing.

It is the absolute potential from which all things spring forth.
It is the womb that contains and holds all the universes.

It is the formless, silent, motionless Perfection that is the Great Mother of all creation...and woven like warp and weft into the very fabric of energy-matter.
It is the eternal and infinite Center that is our true Home.
Here there is no desire, no attachment, no negative energy.
Here there is deep peace and joy.
Become No-thing.
And dance with everything.

Being Love

2010-10-04T02:59:00.000+05:30

Can you hear the wind whispering secrets to the trees- your voice in that whisper , your ears those boughs and leaves? Can you see how fire and air and earth and water dance together in such sweet harmony?
In the blush of a fading sunset , can you see yellow flowers silhouetted against the sky and melt in abandon at the magic and the wonder of it all?
Can there be anything more wondrous than the taste of the serene perfection that is the source and the substance of all things?
You are that perfection, that pure love and joy and peace.
Be who you really are- rise in love with your Self, until you are like an overflowing fountain.
Close your eyes and be drunk with that ecstasy:
Love will radiate from you like sunshine, blessing every one and everything.
This is the only meditation.

Eternal sunrise

2010-09-27T23:27:00.000+05:30

Drunk.This intoxication is total and forever...what power in this wine!
Everything dissolves here- only the infinite emptiness remains awake and aware.
No name, no form, no words or thoughts.
No doer, nothing done, everything happens. No eye, nothing to see. No ear, yet silence sings.
Just perfect stillness , like the eye of the cyclone...though the winds roar ferocious all around.
Like the vortex of a whirlpool, drawing inexorably down into the Center.
This is how it feels to disappear, like a dewdrop in the sun - shining silver for one brief lifetime before it vanishes into the air.
Eternal sunrise..and nobody there!
Ahhhhhhhhh!

Sinking

2010-09-12T23:57:00.004+05:30

I shut my eyes, but my mind still spins visions of improbable worlds.

I stop up my ears, but my mind still echoes with endless sounds.

I close the door of all five senses: alas! Still no peace to be found!

I give up in total surrender and sink like a stone into me.

Mind drowns in the Heart and dissolves

like a lump of salt in the sea.

Listen , my friend - die NOW before the body dies.

And be free.

Butterfly Awakening.

2010-09-10T03:49:00.004+05:30

Like a caterpillar, I weave my cocoon

Threads of myself spinning into a shell;

I disappear in a liquid love

Whose heartbeat is transformation.

Miraculously I take form again-

So dazzling, the splendour of my wings!

I become a song of praise

Drifting from blossom to blossom

Sipping sweet magic

In the sunlight

of a new life.

Inside-Outside

2010-09-05T23:59:00.001+05:30

The outside is always a reflection of the inside.

Very small shifts inside can lead to major miracles on the outside.

Once you figure this out, by trial and error, you begin to understand how this Universe works.

Vibration is the key.

Tune the inside so it is in harmony with the vibration of the Universe.

Instinct is better than intellect - gut is stronger than brain- heart is all.

Deep inside your own being, you will discover the magical portal.

Step through- and you disappear!

Only magic remains- inside and outside and everywhere.

Its so simple that it seems complex.

You become the eye of the storm, the still center of the hurricane.

All you do is stay there.

Life will go on with greater intensity: but the center will remain motionless, still, silent.

The only way to check it out is to play with your own inner tuning.

Harmony is Being and Consciousness and Bliss.

Become it- and you will find it everywhere.

And miracles will effortlessly appear.

That is how it is.

Secret Song

2010-09-01T23:59:00.003+05:30

Where spirit dwells in silence,
who hears, without ears,
the secret song?
Blood and breath are zither and trombone,
Atoms and cells play infinite percussion
Keeping prana's perfect time;
Stars and mountains, rivers and trees swell in a vast, voiceless chorus,
Silently trumpeting the undying truth :
There is only love.
I cannot say I heard this song.
The moment its lightnings touched me, I disappeared!
Now only the song remains:
Perfect bliss :
nectar of peace
sweeter than a mother's kiss!

Conversations with the Mirror

2010-07-17T00:02:00.000+05:30

How do I have to be in order for the world to be whole again?

Your mind asks this question. Drop your mind and just be.

Is that not selfish? Seeking a personal peace and bliss while the whole world goes insane?

The world's insanity is a reflection of your own insanity. Become truly sane and the world will be sane.

So I do nothing?

In any case , YOU always do nothing. You cannot even take a breath without the universe providing you air with just the right amount of oxygen. Just BE - totally and completely. All actions will flow as they are meant to flow.

I'm tired of hearing your mystic mush. You want me to just sit here doing nothing while children starve and millions of human beings suffer and the whole earth is being destroyed by greed and madness?

Whatever your body must do will be done...the perfect action will emerge effortlessly when you are centered in being. The greatest service you can ever perform for the planet and all living beings on it is to FIRST find your own true identity with the ONE that underlies everything.

Can I, just one human being, really make a difference to anything?

If you see yourself as the drop you will always remain the drop. If you let go of your "drophood" and dissolve in the ocean, you will become the ocean. Please hurry up and do this: only the ocean can get all the drops together in one mighty and perfect whole. And, more importantly, if you become the ocean you will finally stop asking me all these stupid questions!

The Heart

2010-07-02T23:47:00.001+05:30

The Heart is not the physical organ that pumps blood.
Nor is it the Heart-chakra of Kundalini yoga.
The Heart is another dimension : the hidden cave of the Self.
It is that secret place where the ego-mind complex dissolves in deep sleep and arises from on waking.
If you dive deep within your innermost being and consciously enter this Heart, the ego-mind complex dissolves totally and forever in it.
Then the true Self shines forth in all its awesome radiance.
Hurry there!
Do it now, while you still live in this body.
And experience infinite compassion, eternal bliss and absolute freedom!

Experience

2010-06-30T22:39:00.001+05:30

I was carried away by a magic wind to a mysterious place at the end of the Universe.
There I saw a giant tree bearing shining fruits.
I was hungry, so I plucked a fruit and ate it.
It was delicious beyond all description..pure ambrosia!
Now I am back on Earth and trying to describe the experience of tasting this fruit.
Nothing I do or say can give you a taste of that. You have to bite into its golden succulence yourself.
Experience is the only proof, the only knowing.
How can one know that which is beyond intellect, beyond language, beyond sensation or emotion?
How can mind describe the Source from which mind springs?
Can the formless, timeless, nameless ONE be captured in Space or Time?
Listen , my friend, the only way is to jump into the abyss, drown in the ocean, be consumed like a moth in that flame.
Bite deep into the Golden Fruit!
Then you can join me in my dumbness and celebrate as I do.
In total and perfect Silence.

Atma Shatakam of Sri Shankara

2010-06-23T22:09:00.001+05:30

The Atma Shatakam or Nirvana Shatakam is a haunting and beautiful bhajan written by Sri Adi Shankaracharya. The essence of Advaita philosophy is in this bhajan.
Chidananda rupam, Shivoham, Shivoham!

I am not mind, nor intellect, nor ego,

nor the reflections of inner self (chitta).

I am not the five senses. I am beyond that.

I am not the ether, nor the earth,

nor the fire, nor the wind (the five elements).

I am that eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,

love and pure consciousness.

Neither can I be termed as energy (prana),

nor five types of breath (vayus),

nor the seven material essences,

nor the five coverings (pancha-kosha).

Neither am I the five instruments of elimination,

procreation, motion, grasping, or speaking.

I am that eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,

love and pure consciousness.

I have no hatred or dislike, nor affiliation or liking,

nor greed, nor delusion, nor pride or haughtiness,

nor feelings of envy or jealousy.

I have no duty (dharma), nor any money,

nor any desire (kama), nor even liberation (moksha).

I am that eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,

love and pure consciousness.

I have neither merit (virtue), nor demerit (vice).

I do not commit sins or good deeds,

nor have happiness or sorrow, pain or pleasure.

I do not need mantras, holy places,

scriptures (Vedas), rituals or sacrifices (yagnas).

I am none of the triad of

the observer or the experience of observing

or the object being observed or experienced.

I am that eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,

love and pure consciousness.

I do not have fear of death, as I do not have death.

I have no separation from my true self, no doubt about my existence,

nor have I discrimination on the basis of birth.

I have no father or mother,nor did I have a birth.

I am not the relative, nor the friend,

nor the guru, nor the disciple.

I am that eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,

love and pure consciousness.

I am all pervasive.

I am without any attributes and without any form.

I have neither attachment to the world, nor to liberation (mukti).

I have no wishes for anything because I am everything,

everywhere,

every time,

always in equilibrium.

I am that eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,

love and pure consciousness.

Dark Light

2010-06-23T21:50:00.002+05:30

Darkness and Light , like playful lovers, play hide and seek eternally.

So you read all the books - the Upanishads, the Tao Te Ching, the songs of Kabir and the gems of Rumi's brilliance. So you can wax eloquent on physics and metaphysics with equal applomb.

So what?

Have you felt what it is to dissolve like a dewdrop in an ocean of Love?

Have you dived deep into the nothingness of the Heart-lotus?

Have you become the silence where all the questions cease?

Have you melted like wax in the heat of surrender?

It just is.

2010-06-19T01:34:00.002+05:30

No one knows the inner splendour of the falling rain being born again in endless cycles on the hot breath of the sun.
Which drop are you? Which cloud is your mother? Which river gave birth to you in your last life?
Senseless questions are symptoms of the fever of intellect.
Wordmongers craft their metaphors with an eye on the latest fashion and a hunger for the bazaar.
Wisdom bordellos flourish in the spiritual Las Vegas.
Surely this whoredom of the spirit is far greater a blackness than honest lust!
Crystal chains are strong as diamonds and not easy to break.. clinging to enlightenments and mistaken mastery, the fake prophets beget a horrific karma for their souls.
Headless heroes sink like stones in forgotten oceans, their myths dissolving like statues of salt.
The world turns, the sun shines, the stars light up the night, the wind blows, trees sway and flowers bloom and fall, with no fanfare or fuss. Any honest eye can see.
It just is.

Moments of Stillness.

2010-06-04T23:29:00.003+05:30

"Each day we are faced with challenges, and each time we have an opportunity to bring compassion and wisdom to the forefront rather than responding from monkey mind. It is like a true kind of human transmutation to find a deeper and kinder response, to be able to pause and give our heart instead of our habits to another." Daily Zen.

A moment of stillness is a simple magic charm that can transform your life.
All you have to do is learn how to be still, breathe slow and deep and easy and shift your attention to the background of your mind.
The background is the empty blue sky. The foreground is a whirlpool of thoughts and emotions, like clouds blown by the storm-winds.
You are upset or angry or sad - pause for a moment.
Focus on your breath....let it slow down, become lighter. Shift your attention to the background.
Be the Blue Sky...do not attempt to react to the clouds of thoughts and feelings in any way, just observe them without judgement or reaction or identification, like watching a movie without being sucked in emotionally.
As you learn to be a detached witness of your own inner feelings and thoughts, you will find that miraculous changes will occur, effortlessly. Problems may dissolve altogether or mutate into solutions or just become insignificant. Patience and strength and courage will automatically flow in from the Univerese to re-charge your batteries.
Try it. Practice it. And see how the magic unfolds.
Moments of stillness, consciously and deliberately chosen, will bring about the metamorphosis of enlightenment that is your true nature and your birthright.
Once you learn how to be the Blue Sky, you inherit the freedom of infinity and eternity.
Right here and right now.

The Vagabond Swordsman.

2010-05-30T23:37:00.002+05:30

Puny human intellects, playing their infantile games of conceptual thought, argue and pontificate , create histories, dogmas, philosophies, sciences : all dust on the wind, foam on the waves.
Who will name the nameless, shape the formless, pin down the timeless? As well try to eat the sun or drink the oceans!

Can words describe that which is beyond all description? Can intellect measure the infinite nothingness of no-mind?
A vagabond in ragged clothes laughs in the face of the storm.
He has nothing, does nothing, says nothing - but he is everything.
He dwells in silence...and the razor-edged sword of his poise cuts through 200,000 years of human knowledge like a knife through butter!

Surrender - the joy of letting go.

2010-05-09T21:46:00.002+05:30

Creation's greatest paradox: in order to LIVE fully and totally, you must learn how to die before your body dies!
Sweet surrender! The joy of letting it all go...falling like a stone into the unknown, with no fear or hesitation.
What are you clinging to anyway? A bag of garbage - concepts and memories and shapes of light and shadow, ghosts of a non-existent past.
What are you trying to protect and preserve, with such great desperation? A soap-bubble floating briefly on the air.
Lay your neck gladly on the stone and let Her sharp sword cut off your head.
Be the drop that falls willingly into the ocean, dissolving its individuality in the vastness.
Leap without hesitastion into the abyss, with total trust.
That's all it takes to surrender.
And inherit infinity.
No words can describe the taste of that freedom!

Invitation

2010-04-22T00:20:00.003+05:30

Life is an open invitation. The universe has no locked doors, or gates- only vast ,open expanses of freedom.

Every thing we see and hear and feel is an invitation to grow into who we really are. The open sky, the flowing river, the trees waving their welcome to the wind- all invite us to the bliss of Being.

Fire and water and earth and sky weave their dance of perfect harmony, inviting us to feel the magic and the joy and the perfect peace of knowing that there is only ONE - and that WE are this ONE.

All barriers and differentiations are illusions that disappear like mist when the inner eye is opened.

How we laugh together as we celebrate our infinity! Let the music play and the dance begin, let the wine flow and hearts sing!

Come! We who were never born and will never die, let us celebrate our infinite and eternal birthday, magically created anew with every breath.

Joined together in perfection, let us blow trumpets of silence that will shatter all the gates of thought and word and memory and set our spirits free!

Come let us celebrate this day of freedom and bless the universe with our joy and laughter.

O dearly beloved ! Come celebrate this special moment with me!

Treedom

2010-03-15T02:38:00.004+05:30

Treedom is freedom. What does this mean?
Consider the splendour of the old mahogany tree arrayed in his brand-new spring foliage of jewel-green.For close to a hundred years, he has grown in harmony with the seasons, roots reaching ever deeper into the earth as his branches reach ever higher into the sky. Though he does not travel, he bridges earth and heaven and dances with wind and sun and rain.
In the timeless rythm of the seasons, he flows in perfect harmony.
He is my guru and an old friend..I have known him all the years of my life.
I feel the power and the deep wisdom he emanates, the compassion in his heart, providing cool shade to weary humans and a refuge to generations of birds and squirrels and insects and lizards.
He teaches me how to stay still, alert and aware, to plumb my inner depths and heights, grow deep and tall in the vertical dimension of the present moment.
From trees I learnt that , for spiritual growth, this is the first step....balancing the heights and the depths, carrying the light of heaven into the dark of earth and balancing the airy dance of expanding consiousness with the deep-rooted strength of anchored centering.
Once depth and height meet, awareness spreads in all directions like a blazing sun!

Everyday is my birthday.

2010-03-08T00:08:00.004+05:30

Everyday is my birthday.
Every moment I am born anew.
Once I dissolve into my center,
Every breath is a song of praise,
Every heartbeat a reminder
That the perfect gem of Tao,
Shining like an eternal sun
In the midst of all creatures and conditions,
Is my true home.
Right Here. Right Now.
Forever.

Everyday Magic

2010-01-24T02:46:00.006+05:30

Warm sun on your face,
Never ending blue sky,
Wind dancing with treetops ashiver with leaves,
flaming red flowers that gladden the eye.
A song in your heart-
you breathe anyhow,
blood pulsing in joy with this perfect moment,
Infinity , eternity, right here and right now.
Everyday magic
Is easy to find;
Like a bird on the wing you glide and you soar
Through the thoughtless expanse of infinite mind.
Let go of it all!
Stop and just be.
Child laughing in wonder at dragonfly glory -
Innocence re-discovered, feels so good to be free!

The mystery of man.

2010-01-02T12:18:00.005+05:30

What a mystery! Immortal perfection, dwelling in an ocean of love and joy and light, is miserable and lonely and frightened!
It's just a matter of mistaken identity- you forgot who you really are!
All this learning and knowledge and endless verbalisation are cluttering up your head.
Stop this restless, incessant thinking! Get rid of this unnecessary disease.Throw away all the garbage you have been carrying all these years.
Drop your burdens and rest in the garden of silence.

Once the scales of conceptual thought drop from the eyes, magic is revealed.
In the slanting sunlight, the scarlet flowers on the tree look like rare rubies.
The sound of angels singing is the sound of the breath dancing inside you.
Welcome to the Heart where all suffering disappears.
Let go! Surrender to that deep, ineffable peace.

Mirror-man

2009-12-04T00:47:00.000+05:30

I looked for me in the vast blue sky, behind the changing, swirling clouds.
I hunted for myself in the depths of the great ocean, in the inky blackness of the deepest waters.
I tried to spot my face in the eyes of another, reflected in dark brown pools of feeling.
I listened to hear my voice in the sound of the rain.
I read all the books in all the libraries
to try and find an accurate description of me.
At last, I looked into my own mind.
Beyond my mind I found my heart.
I looked deeper.
Beyond my heart I found my soul.
There I came face to face with myself in a mirror -
Who was this man with my face, my nose, my jaw, my eyes?
Did I see evil or did I see good in that visage?
Did he smile at me kindly or mockingly?
Was I watching him or was he watching me?
Was I the artist or the image, the canvas or the paint?
Was I this face or the light that made it visible or the watcher who observed?
Suddenly I knew :
this was all a dream
And the Dreamer had no face
To call His own.

Stopping Time

2009-09-20T20:00:00.010+05:30

Nine months of 2009 are almost over...where did they go?
We all have the experience that the days, months, years rush by in a blur of activity. In the mad helter-skelter of 21st century urban existence, cellphones ringing, emails pinging, calendars screaming, to-do lists accusing, car rides,plane rides, bills and collection agencies......it all seems like a never-ending treadmill that eats up the days.We wake up in the morning and hurtle into the day...rushing around physically and mentally all day...before we know it the day is over, we are exhausted and go to bed.
Thus we dissipate our most precious resource...the limited moments of our human existence. We lose our days.
What happened to living? To experiencing the joy of a cup of tea, a walk in the park, a sunset that we participate fully in,the laugh of a little child, looking a friend in the eye and sharing a soul-smile?
Awareness is the key.Throughout my day,in all my activities , I have the opportunity to stop time.One moment , experienced with total awareness, can hold eternity.
Walking down the street, riding in a car, waiting in line...all opportunities to experience everything around me with my gut, rather than through the blurred filter of a tickertape mind.
All I do everday is shift into awareness as often as I can. I move away from the mind and into the solar plexus to experience my body, my breath and all around me directly and totally.
Time disappears...everyday reality is magical and awesome in its glory!
Every moment of such magic is a moment fully lived.
All I practice is increasing the moments of alert awareness ...so that less of my life is wasted in unconsciousness.
Infinity and eternity - right here and right now!

Freedom Express

2009-08-21T21:36:00.005+05:30

Ride the fast train to freedom.
Being born is your ticket..awareness is the only price.
Trust the life-train,,,its purpose, its speed, its control,its enigmatic wisdom.
Lay your burdens down...drop the heavy sack of ego.
No point carrying it on your head when the train can bear you and all your burdens effortlessly.
Sit back in your seat and enjoy the ride....its over in a flash!
Listen to the heartbeat rythm of the One true sound....ever in the background as you travel.
Freedom is letting go all cares and trusting the driver unconditionally.
Total surrender...and the dawning of the wonder of it all.
Bliss is knowing deep down that you are the train and the driver and the rails.
Wooooooeeeee! Whattaa ride!

The Temple

2009-08-10T02:42:00.004+05:30

The Someshwara Temple in Ulsoor, Bangalore is 1500 years old, they say.
A software professional and his wife perform a puja, while their son plays videogames on his dad's cellphone.Traditions run deep in India...and it abounds with places of worship.Temples, mosques, churches, shrines are everywhere.

My temple is my body, the cupola my head, my legs the pillars, the inner shrine - the Heart in my chest.
Once I find this Heart, this entire Universe is my temple: the vast dome of the sky, the firm earth below my feet, the worshipping trees dancing in the wind, the sacred rain and sunshine....who needs any temples of stone?
In the freedom of formless Being ,infinity and eternity are contained.
Once I know this, I see that all the forms are made of this Being.
Magic is everywhere.

Its All in the Eye

2009-06-21T12:54:00.006+05:30

" Only let thine eye be single and all the world will be radiant with Light" said Jesus
"Truth can only be seen with the eye of the heart" said Antoine de Saint-Exupery.
What you see depends on the eye that you see with.
What you experience depends on the state of being you choose to experience from.
When you find the Center deep in your being, you will experience the awe and the wonder of everything around you.
And know, beyond all doubt, that there is only ONE underlying everything...mountains and clouds and trees and birds and oceans and people and butterflies...all expressions of the same ONE, that creates this incredible Universe out of itself, manifesting through the energies of Love and Joy and Light.
The Absolute Formless Ground of Being , the Tao, is the canvas and the paint and the artist and the light that reveals the painting.
This is the ultimate reality.
As long as you identify with a limited self, you will not see this.
The moment you quit being the wave and become the ocean, you will enjoy the vastness of ocean and the uniqueness of every individual wave-form - simultaneously.
You will be the ONE and the many at the same time, in an ecstatic dance of Being-Consciousness-Bliss.
Why settle for less?

Fair Trade

2009-05-24T00:02:00.003+05:30

Trade your speech for silence, your cleverness for wisdom, your pride for humility, your brilliance for simplicity.
Give up your learning and your knowledge: they are just useless clutter preventing you from experiencing openness and receptivity.
Give up all concepts and pre-conceived notions: be blank and empty.
Give up your claims to virtue and greatness and sainthood: they are just chains that bind you.
Before anything else, just BE.
In the daily humdrum, take that pause, stop to breathe, to feel, to see..... once you can do this, you inherit eternity.
Once you open your eyes, the passing old man, the dog on the sidewalk, the crow cawing on the neem tree, the wind in your hair...all become gurus who help you understand what its really all about!
There is only ONE. You are it. So is everyone and everything else. From the greatest galaxies to the smallest atoms, everything is made of Love and Light.

Awakening from the Dream

2009-05-17T22:32:00.007+05:30

When we dream, all that happens in the dream seems totally realistic...we feel and experience it as if it was actually happening. When we are awakened , we realise it was a dream.When we watch a movie with total absorption, we experience all that happens in the movie as real, even though we know its just moving images of actors on a screen.
Our so-called everyday reality is equally a dream, a movie...only, it's longer and seems to have continuity over time.
Once we awaken to our true nature, we see that all that we thought of as reality is a highly sophisticated holographic projection created by our own minds.
Awakening from all the dreams is understanding that its all a giant multi-dimensional movie..created by the stored information in our brains that acts like a strip of film, lit up by the reflected Light of the Self, projected through the lens of the senses on the screen of Space-Time.
Once I am so awakened, I see the images as images, not reality...and experience, beyond all shadow of doubt, the ONE energy that is the source and the substance of everything.
What does this actually mean? My life continues as normal, I go through my everyday motions, I eat and walk and touch and see and hear and act...without getting sucked in to identifying with all that I experience. And, with a thrilling ecstasy coursing through every fibre of my being, I become the miraculous wonder of the ONE playing at being the many.
I let go of the outer and focus on the inner. I chose the magic rather than the illusion. No more "I" ", "experience" or " objects of experience"...just the endless play of Light and shade weaving its mystery through it all.!
Why do this? Because it is exquisite perfection- eternal, infinite and awesome in its magnificence.And losing myself in this perfection is bliss beyond all description, embedded in an ocean of endless love and peace.
What better way to live can there possibly be?

The Life-Death continuum

2009-04-25T14:26:00.005+05:30

" People are born many times , so they die many times.
Life and death continue endlessly.
If you realise the true meaning of the unborn,
You will transcend both gladness and grief "
Old Zen saying.

Can Life and Death be separate?
Everyday, millions of cells in our bodies die and are replaced by new cells.
We are constantly dying and being reborn...physically, mentally, emotionally.
From the moment of birth, we are moving towards death...an inevitable process.
All Nature is a cycle of Life and Death and Rebirth...matter and energy changing form in an endless dance.
The real question is " Who or what is born and who or what dies?"
Once I find who I really am, neither birth nor death is real....both are just part of the endless movie projected by the ONE.
I am that One. You are that One. Mountain and stone and ant and sea and galaxy and atom...all ONE.
That is all there is - eternal, blissful and tranquil.
When I clear my illusions, I dissolve into that ONE.
Nothing more to say!

Crucifixion and Resurrection

2009-04-11T22:51:00.003+05:30

Easter is here...spring begins the new life. The trees wear brilliant new green leaves and multitudes of blossoms...as dormant Nature awakens again .
On Good Friday, we remember and share in the crucifixion of Christ. He who forgave even those who crucified him. And, on Easter Sunday, we celebrate His resurrection...awakening again into Life eternal.
What does this mean for us regular human beings? What is the secret meaning of this great re-birth?
It reminds us that every human being has a choice: to stay lost in the illusion of this brief human existence or to "die"...and so awaken to one's true blissful and divine Being.
The crucifixion of the ego-mind complex...which is an illusion anyway...leads to the resurrection of the eternal Self, Brahman, Sat-chit-ananda...the ONE true and eternal spirit that is the source and the substance of all things.
The Self always was , always is and always will be...shining like the sun in the cave of the Heart in every human being. The illusion of the ego-mind complex , like the monsoon clouds, hides this Sun.Once we turn the attention inwards, seek the source, the illusion disappears...this is the crucifixion, painful only because of our attachment to our treasured illusion. When we let go , the eternal Sun of the Self shines forth in its true glory.
Happy Easter! :)

Dropping my story

2009-04-08T01:34:00.006+05:30

Everyone has a story: a motley collection of memories, fantasies, inventions that become "true" over time.My story is totally unreal and non-existent...I keep it alive because I have made it my identity.This is me...this is my life!
I nurture my story with great care. Endlessly I repeat the incidents, the memories, the people, the actions,the achievements, the happenings...partly based on the past that actually was, partly embellished by me with suitable imagination to look and sound good in the telling. After a while, even the embellishments become real to me...repitition gives them reality of sorts.
So what's wrong with my building a story and identifying with it? After all, it gives me character, personality, makes me who I am...gives me something to talk about at the party or the cafe...jokes and funny happenings and adventures and excitement that I can impress my listeners ( and myself) with. The older I get, the more I cling to my story...old friends shudder when I repeat that incident in the bar in Germany for the umpteenth time.
Finally,battered by Life's roller-coaster, I realise that my story is a willow-the-wisp, a mirage. And this mirage is keeping me from truly living...fresh and new and aware in each new moment of each new day.
Yet, even after I discover this tremendous truth...how hard it is to drop my story! Because this means - " I' must DIE!
I must cut off my head, destroy my carefully crafted and nurtured self-image, say goodbye to Mickey forever!
It takes a lot of practice..and self-awareness...to clearly see that killing good old Mickey is the ONLY real choice I can make...if I truly want to BE. This story I have clung to all my life is choking me, strangling me, encasing me in a shell of armour that cuts me off from magic, from Life.
When I manage to escape from this shell, if only for a few moments, I taste the vastness, the bliss, the peace of infinity and the pulsing energy of Love that pervades everything around me. I experience being tree and mountain and ocean, the great expanding cosmos, the whirling atom and the blossoming flower.
Mr Drop tastes being Mr. Ocean...who wants to be drop anymore?
Goodbye, story...off with his head!
Enough is more than enough.

Wave or Ocean?

2009-04-02T22:03:00.011+05:30

At the edge of a vast ocean,the waves make endless love to the land.
Each wave begins as a tiny swell, slowly rising higher and higher, finally curling in upon itself before crashing back down into the ocean it arose from, flattening up and spreading over the beach in a flurry of foam before retreating to mother ocean. And so again and again...in timeless rythm, primordial perfection.
My life is a wave...being born, growing,reaching a peak, finally returning through death back into the vast ocean I was born from.
At any point in time-space , is the wave ever separate from the ocean?
Does the wave have a unique, individual existence apart from the ocean? Or is it a brief expression of the ocean, creating a temporary illusion of individuality?
And, if my life-story is one wave, and yours is another, are we not the same at core, born from, formed of and returning to the same ocean?
Wait a minute! Who am I? Wave....or ocean?
Who would I rather be?

The Zombie

2009-03-31T21:54:00.010+05:30

There are two states any human being can be in: awakened human or zombie.
We are born in the first state. By the time we are two years old, the second state creeps over us. Before we know it, we are trapped in the state of the zombie.
A zombie is a dead person who walks and talks and moves.
As long as we are trapped by the ego-mind complex, this is how we all are...dead people, somehow stumbling through life, seeming to walk and talk and act, but not truly experiencing real life....except for some brief, rare moments when ..through shock or intensity..we briefly escape our zombie shell.
We all know at least a few such moments : Aha! moments filled with awe and wonder and totality and raw, magical Being.
I've been a zombie for close to 50 years ...apart from a few magical moments of freedom. So I understand very well how dangerous and all-pervading this state can be.
Do you find life depressing, difficult, boring, painful? Do you wish you were dead sometimes? Do you make your way by habit through day after boring day? Do you ensure your mind is constantly numbed by words or talk or sound or Television or crowds? Are you mostly dwelling on the past or worrying/fanatasising about the future? Do you go through your whole day without ever stopping to truly see or feel or experience anything?
These are some of the symptoms of being a zombie.
The greatest tragedy is the loss of your most precious treasure: your humanity and the priceless moments of your human life.
There is only one way to break the iron shell of the zombie state: to free yourself from the tyranny of your ego-mind complex.
Which is a bit like cutting off your head.
All it takes is tearing up your story, ending your movie, shifting your attention from head to heart or solar-plexus.
Being here and now...experiencing the world directly, not through the filter of the mind.
Once you can do this all the time, you have escaped from the zombie state.
You are awake at last...aware, alive, free!
Once you can be this, all you experience is magic!

Eternal Sunrise

2009-03-21T00:17:00.005+05:30

The sun never rises or sets...just an illusion caused by the rotation of the earth.
The Sun of Clear Mind shines eternally...it was inside me before I was born and will be after I die.
Only the clouds of false knowledge and conceptual thought obscure it...like thick dark monsoon clouds, but with even less substance.
When I turn my perception to the inner background, all the clouds disappear, revealing the shining perfection that always is.
This is my true home, my place of Being, my Buddha-nature.
This is real...all else is cloudy illusion.
Once I know this , there is nothing left to know, nowhere to go.
Just perfect, loving radiance that flowers so joyously....how did I ever let myself forget this?
That is the true mystery.

Snake-skin

2009-03-15T22:13:00.008+05:30

The snake sheds its skin naturally...when the time is ripe.
My ego-skin drops naturally...when my time is ripe.
When my eyes are awakened to the emptiness of all form.
When I experience...totally...the underlying One reality of everything.
When i find that all that I ever sought is right here in me.
When all hunger, need, desire melts and disappears like dew before rising sun.
When the peace and love and joy in the Heart expands and swallows the universe.
When the drop finally lets go of all fear and clinging and falls willingly back into the ocean.
No more "I".
Then...just rise and fall with the waves.
What else is there to do?

Heart-talk

2009-03-12T02:54:00.008+05:30

Listen, my friend, this is not difficult to understand.
All of us are born, live, feel joy or pain, grow old and die.
From nothing, we emerge, play our brief roles and return to nothing.This is the fact of our lives.
Life without meaning is not life..it is just an endless, fearful struggle.
To find true meaning, you must turn within ...seek the answer to
" Who am I? " and " What's it all about?"
Seeking with all your being, you find your true Self..and all the questions dissolve forever.
Time is a mental construct : the only reality is the Now.
The greatest gifts lie in the heart and the belly, not the head.
Surrender is the source of peace. Stillness is divine.
Once the inner eye is opened, your blindness drops from your eyes...and all that you see is sacred.
Then you truly live!.
Awake, alert, aware, joyous, one with all there is.
And you finally understand : there is only Love.

Mirror Mind

2009-03-06T02:41:00.015+05:30

The mind that is still is your original mirror-mind.
Free of all clinging, all conceptual thought...this is the ground of Being, the gateway to the unknowable.
Whatever comes before it, the mirror reflects without judgement..when nothing is before it, it reflects nothing.
No image persists.
Dropping conceptual thought stills the mind.
The still mind returns to its original mirror-like perfection.
Until there is no reflector or reflection or object of reflection..even the mirror dissolves in the perfect Void.
Mirror-mind is Blue Sky Mind...the vastness of space that is ever=present, ever empty. Clouds, like thoughts and emotions, come and go..Blue Sky remains unchanged.
Be still.
Clean your mirror. Be the Blue Sky.
Inherit the Void and be free.

Money

2009-01-28T22:47:00.003+05:30

Money dominates and controls most of our lives. Wealth is the greatest goal…and those who build obscenely enormous hoards of personal wealth are the new heroes, the new Gods.
Life is an endless repetition of paying bills, loans and taxes and buying objects and services that we feel we cannot do without.
Over 70% of our waking lives is spent in earning, managing and handling money.
The remaining 30% is spent in spending or worrying about money. Thus, we squander our most precious possession…the days/hours/minutes of our lives …on the frantic pursuit of money. Only a very small percentage of individuals is actually able to pursue careers that they truly passionately enjoy and believe in as a means to earn money. The vast majority are forced to compromise and do whatever it takes, regardless of their personal interests.
Schools and colleges are factories to create workers who will docilely use the best years of their lives to earn money. Children are educated with the goal of getting the best-paying job. They emerge from the education system to spend the next 40 -50 years of their lives on the treadmill of earning money….by fair means or foul.
Its good to remember a few things about money:
You can’t eat money.
You can’t take it with you when you die.
You can’t buy peace of mind or love or happiness or fulfillment with money.
You can’t replace the precious time of your life that you spent chasing money.
Earn money – honestly and doing what you believe in. Earn enough to live decently and comfortably. But don’t let the blind pursuit of money ruin your life. Give enough time for your soul’s pursuits as well…for fun, for love,for family, for creativity, for fellowship and sharing.
When you are facing death, will you suddenly regret the precious moments, hours, days, years that you lost chasing money ?
You were born to discover greater treasures. Don’t let money block you in your true journey. Every moment of your life is a precious gift…and carries within it the secret of infinity, eternity and bliss beyond all measure.
Re-discover your treasure. Here and NOW!

Teach Your Children

2009-01-25T13:04:00.003+05:30

Teach your children to be whole and centered and confident.
Teach them by example, by sharing, by listening, by being.
Help them discover the magic in their own hearts…and in Nature.
Let them be curious, questioning, laughing, exploring, wonder-struck.
Help them build their character and their inner strength, their courage and indomitable persistence in the teeth of opposition, their certainty in their own ability and inner truth.
Be protective and nurturing, but also let them make their own mistakes and learn in their own way, just as you did.
Teach them, by your being and by your example, that the greatest treasures they possess are the moments of their lives. That money or fame or power are not the real goal …that the state of Being is what counts the most.
Every moment lived in awareness is magical …every moment lived unconsciously is a tragic waste. Let your children truly see!
Let them discover that they are not “mere” human beings but deathless spirits, divine and radiant, one with all creation, eternally.
Let them marvel at the incredible love and joy that pervades everyday reality, the pure perfection of the invisible that is the source and substance of the visible.
Let them feel and experience the web of oneness that is this universe. Let them experience the joy of creativity and revel in the richness of the soul.
Let them grow into beings of Light and compassion and grace.
Let them lift up their heads and be free.

Happy New Year

2009-01-01T20:54:00.004+05:30

Today is the first day of the New Year.. AD 2009. Another mark on a calendar that tries to structure time . The calendar, like the clock, is a useful tool…creating a virtual time-system that we all choose to agree upon . It helps with basic existence … to set appointments, make plans, create schedules.
But is it real? Reality is timeless, the present moment is eternity. Its all there is.
Use the tool…but don’t let it change your reality. Be aware and present, awake in the timeless Now. Because this is your greatest treasure, your most precious possession…the moments of your life.
May you stay ever connected in your heart with the truth of your own Being. Thus connected, may you escape the false filter of your ego-mind complex and directly perceive the magic all around you …with heart and gut and spirit.
May you feel the awe and the mystery and the wonder of Life, its many splendours.
May you find infinity in every breath , eternity in every second , awaken once again to the incredible, magical perfection that underlies it all.
May you truly LIVE, bliss singing in your blood, peace echoing every heart-beat, love shining radiantly every moment of your fantastic journey.
May the battle become the dance this year!
It’s time - be who you really are: perfect, divine, radiant , lighting up your world and all the Universe.
Shine on you crazy diamond!
I wish you a happy New Year.

"Ask not for whom the bell tolls - it tolls for thee! "

2008-12-27T17:31:00.005+05:30

The tangled chain of causes of “terrorism” and all human conflict is long and dates back over 2000 years. Rather than attempting to lop of a few branches, we need to go straight to the root.
The root cause of all conflict is the mistaken notion of “ us “ and “them” . This leads to enmity and greed...and huge disparities. 5 % of the global population consumes 85% of global resources, thus sowing dragons’ teeth that fruit into millions of angry, discontented and warped individuals.
I am one of that 5% ..what can I do?
I can change myself.
I can realize that I am part of a global web of Life…and must care for all of it. When people are dying of war or disease or hunger in my neighbourhood or in far-flung corners of the world, I can feel for them and care about them and help in any little way I can.
I can temper my greed and live gently and lightly…reduce my footprint on this earth. I can share as much as possible with others, in my immediate environment as well as on a larger, global scale.
I can set an example for my children…and any others I can influence…by radiating, from the core of my being, my experiential understanding that we are truly all ONE
I can stop seeing myself as a member of a particular race or caste or creed…and see myself as a responsible citizen of Planet Earth. I can be the bridge between Earth and Heaven, the material and the divine.
I can live my truth and be compassionate and gentle with all my fellow-beings.
I can be whole, aware, conscious…and spread this wholeness to the entire Universe.
I can do my best to usher in the global mind-shift, when at least 10,000 individuals of the human race evolve to a higher, nobler consciousness, thus creating the critical mass that will finally set off the chain-reaction of human evolution.
This is all I can do… and it is enough.

The Emperor Has No Clothes!

2008-12-01T01:31:00.004+05:30

We are living in turbulent times. Turbulence causes destruction, suffering, hardships…but it can also result in change.
All over the world, we are witnessing system collapse – eco-systems, climate systems, financial and economic systems, political, religious and sociological systems…all antiquated, over-loaded, creaking at the seams.
Breaking down ..often irrevocably…leading to violence, poverty, suffering, environmental degradation, terrorism, war, disease…an endless list of inter-related disasters.
Why can’t the 6 billion people on this planet live in peace, comfort and harmony? Nature has given us more than adequate resources to achieve this.
But 5% of the world’s population recklessly consumes 80% of the world’s resources….and heartlessly ignores the suffering of the 95%. Even though they are digging their own graves, destroying the future of their children and grandchildren.
Why is this happening? What happened to all our vaunted progress. .our “intelligence”, our science, our technology, our “wise” leaders, economists, strategists, experts? Did they all go wrong?
The collapse of the global financial system has revealed the bankruptcy of our so-called “ experts”.
Those that should be caring protectors and supporters are robber-barons in disguise. Our systems are failing..…resulting in desperate acts that further accentuate the insanity of this race.
Its time to look at history with the eyes of a child: open, innocent, unbiased. When I do this, I see that the fundamental fear of death is the root causeof this insanity. I am terrified that "I" will soon be destroyed totally.
If I am frightened, I am insecure. Being insecure, I become greedy.
Being greedy, I lose my humanity…I possess more than I truly need. I give value to things, possessions, pieces of paper, rather than to Life. I destroy my planet, my fellow-human beings, the delicate balance of Nature …in some kind of crazed suicidal drive.
So whence comes this root fear that grows into this tree of self-destruction? Were we born with it? Or has the act of "growing up"in society somehow warped our souls?
Anyone who has seen a baby knows it is innocent, pure, divine.
How did we forget our pure, perfect, divine nature and turn into crazed monsters? Can we return to our original perfection?
This is the only question: can each individual transform his or her own state of being and be free of the insane ego-mind complex that threatens to destroy this race?
The answer to this question will determine our future.

Resonance

2008-11-23T12:15:00.004+05:30

Everything is made up of vibration...fine-tuned frequencies make up all matter.

Resonance with the original divine frequency is paradise. Dissonance creates the purgatories and hells.
For each individual. For all creation. As within, so without.

Consciousness is the alogorithm that generates the frequencies. Intelligent information guides the patterns...when harmonious, all dualities dance within unity, when disharmonious, multiplicities clash.

We try to change our world by intervention. Crude interventions are at the outer shell of matter. Subtler interventions are at the level of vibration.The finest interventions need the least effort..at the innermost information level. Why hammer the hardware when we can just tweak the software?

Singing in tune is the key. If my Being is in tune, my vibrations, feelings, thoughts and actions...in that order..will be harmonious and right.

If enough voices sing together in harmony, in tune with the ONE heartsound, surely that song can tranform this earth into the garden it was always meant to be.

Death , Where is Thy Sting?

2008-11-09T21:29:00.004+05:30

Today in my meditation ,as I entered that perfect, silent bliss of the empty state, the witness watched how the ego-mind complex collapsed into nothing. This witness is that inner core of myself that never sleeps, who observes faithfully, without judgment or reaction, all my states : waking, dream, deep sleep or meditation.
The witness is but a construct…it, too, dissolves into the Self, when one sinks in total surrender into the Infinite Universal Divine. Just as the stick used for prodding the burning logs of the funeral pyre is itself eventually consumed by the flames.
Death is the key.. the only doorway to rebirth in the Kingdom of Heaven. This is the great secret, the Philosopher’s Stone of the alchemists, the Samadhi-pill of the yogis, the eye of the needle that is the gateway to eternity.
No wonder all the great Masters of every religion and culture said the same thing:
Die before the body dies, say the Taoists. Death of the ego-self is the only way, say the Advaitins.
Resurrection comes after crucifixion, says Christianity.
Surrender your little self to the Divine, said the Sufis.
If you meet the Buddha on the road, kill him! Said the Zen masters. Also , be a dead man, totally dead: then all will be well.
Immortality is freedom from the fear of death.
Every living creature dies every day in deep sleep, gratefully resting in the nourishing waters of emptiness to recharge the spirit with Life-force.
Every meditator is dying a little death when he switches off his mind in daily meditation.
Meditation is the state of waking sleep : when the mind switches off but the witness continues to observe.
Thus we experience that death is a great treasure, a gateway to infinity and eternity.
We taste this treasure with our meditation. Only the ego-mind complex dies: revealing the true glory of our own true nature.
We drop our little selves and feel our Oneness. No more fear!
Welcome, my friends , to Paradise!
Here and Now.
Everywhere and Forever.

Freedom

2008-10-20T10:12:00.003+05:30

There is a sunburst in my chest ,a song of haunting glory sweeping like a wave through my nerves, my blood, my bones.
The dark veil has fallen from my eyes: Light dances everywhere.
In the clear blue of this sky, there is no room for doubt or pain or fear.
Death disappears before these rays like fog before rising sun.
My breath is a trumpet of praise, my heart a thunder of gratitude .. such grace, such gifts, such unbearable ecstasy!
I melt unendingly in an ocean of unconditional love.
My soul gasps in wonder at the borning of the ONE , blossoming like a lotus from the roof of my head.
Freedom is a bell resounding in my Being.

Bee

2008-10-19T21:02:00.006+05:30

My mind buzzes like a bee in its frantic search for new and different nectars.
I tasted all the pleasures and they all taste of dust.
I read all the sacred books and found only empty words.
I chanted all the mantras and found only delusion.
I visited all the Heavens and Hells and found only mirages.
I discovered all the Gods and Goddesses were just clay.
Until, one destined day, I drank the wine of emptiness and my besotted mind fell still.
The bee stopped buzzing around from flower to flower.
At last it dissolved in the Heart-lotus, drowned in the nectar of Being.

Nothing but perfection remains.

Dive Deep

2008-10-11T17:00:00.005+05:30

When the attention dives inward, mind-chatter sinks and dissolves in the Heart.
This results in stillness. Stillness is the Center, the eternal, ever-present beginning, the place of rest, renewal and re-birth.
When attention re-surfaces, the clouds of thought and feeling vanish before the rising sun of Self.
Empty blue sky expands into infinity. The clear mirror reflects original truth.
The sweet scent of sat-chit-ananda fills the void.
Outer and Inner become one.
Everything is radiant with magic once again.
This Heart is your true home, your being .
Stay here - and all will be well.

The Hunter

2008-10-05T04:23:00.007+05:30

Become the hunter. Hunt the I-bird that is the creator of your reality.

This I-bird that comes alive every morning, whose cries and brilliant plumage re-create your world, where does she nest?
Track down this illusion of thought and name and form, emotion and memory, smoke and mirrors, that is the source of your universe.

At night, when sleep comes, this I –bird disappears. Instantly, the world disappears…there is only void, blankness, emptiness.
On waking , the I-bird leaps up…and the world is born again.

Set the one who never sleeps, the Witness, to track this I-bird.
Through his eyes, follow the secret breath within the breath.
At the verge of sleep, see where the I-bird settles and dissolves into the source within your chest.

This is the Heart…from where all the worlds arise and where they dissolve again.
This is the source and the substance of all things.
Once you find this Heart, you disappear.
Only the Self remains....blissful, silent , tranquil and eternal.

I was

2008-07-01T20:40:00.004+05:30

I was hungry - only because I was blind to the wondrous fruit you spread around me.
I was thirsty- because I ignored the water of eternal life you gifted me.
I was lonely - because I forgot that I was connected to every living being in the universe.
I was sad - because I expected joy from the outside and never looked within.
I was afraid - because I did not see that there was nothing ever to be afraid of.
I was in despair - because I was deaf to the voice in my soul that could make me free.
I was insane - because I let my mind run wild and never found the vast peaceful space behind it.
I was dead - because I was too timid to live totally and fully in each moment.
Now I am.
In every moment, alive , aware, awake.
And that is more than enough !

The Seeking

2008-06-28T23:54:00.007+05:30

Embodied, you play so many games, its hard to keep track of you.
Where will I find you?
Emptiness looking for itself in a mirror, what can it see?
Nothing dances into everything, while still remaining nothing...what a mystery!
The formless Lord of the Universe floats like foam on the ocean of form. Yet the same vast ocean is just a speck on the tip of Her perfect nose!
Sometimes, you are Shiva and sometimes Shakti and sometimes neither or both...quit confusing me!
Is'nt it enough that I passed through a trillion wombs in this quest?
I have turned inside out and upside down, changed names and shapes with ceaseless applomb, become fire and smoke and water and wind inside the hollow earth of you.
Clothed in your magnificent new clothes, this tapestry of space and time, O Emperor ...only the clear, innocent eyes of a child see your nakedness.
Eye Spy!
Enough is enough...this game is over.
Your turn to seek ! :)

The Wedding

2008-06-26T20:50:00.008+05:30

There is a drum beating in my heart, conch shells blowing in my veins, an invisible flute pouring liquid notes into the roof of my skull.

The sleeping Goddess awakens and dances in waves of cold fire up my spine, seeking her Lord.

The Music-maker plays hide and seek amidst the million-petalled lotuses of light, awaiting his bride.

How lucky I am to have been invited to this wedding feast!

The elephant-headed son welcomes me at the doorway with a fountain of blue radiance.

They meet, Lord and Lady, and merge in the Fire-flower that blossoms at the top of my head.

Ahhhh! how their love-making turns this clay into Paradise!

O Priest!

2008-06-24T00:09:00.011+05:30

You learnt all the sanskrit verses by heart. You mastered the most complex of asanas and pranayamas, yamas and niyamas, mantras and yantras and tantras.
You perform all the ancient rituals flawlessly.
You worship the stones with milk and camphor, fire and flowers. The sacred thread of seven strands across your chest is your badge of privilege and wisdom.
Tell me...O revered priest...
Do you rest silent in the Heart?
Do you see the divinity in beggar and rich man equally?
Do you feel the Light pervading all things, the kernel of true wisdom in all faiths?
Can you look upon dog and pig and untouchable with love and compassion?
Can you be humble, one with the dust?
Can you truly see Brahman in all living forms?
Tell me, O Priest...have the ears in the center of your being heard His song?

The Source

2008-06-23T12:06:00.006+05:30

Water from a deep mountain spring is clear and sweet and good. Water from a dirty drain is filthy and poisoned . Its purity depends upon its source.

Life is a continuous stream of thoughts, feelings and actions.
By themselves, these are nither good nor bad. What matters is : are they effective, are they useful, do they improve the quality of your existence?
This depends on where they come from, the source.
If they come from unconsciousnes, from the layers of unawareness, they are polluted and ineffective..all they do is create additional negativity.
If they come from conscious awareness, they will be effortlessly elegant , positive, creative and beneficial to you and all around you.

Seek the right source: then all your actions will be spontaneously , effortlessly perfect always.

Writing on water

2008-06-22T14:14:00.006+05:30

I wrote a lovesong on the water...it floated far away, became the water, became the world.
Writing on water is only possible when I become water.

Can words lead beyond words? Can thoughts lead beyond mind?
Change your eyes and ears and heart. See the invisible, hear the silent, feel the ineffable, know the unkowable.

Drink the wine of paradox and feel the intoxication of love beyond measure.
Like a hungry babe, I sucked on the breast of Tao and turned into Tao.
Now everything is inside out and upside down! Like a drunken vagabond , I roam the far corners of the universe, singing lovesongs without words.
This body moves and acts, this mind creates strange, ever-changing worlds...but the still center never moves, anchored forever in perfection.
From this center, wherever I look,
all I see is love.

The Fire in The Stone

2008-06-20T17:59:00.011+05:30

In the heart of the stone, a secret fire lies entrapped.
Deep in my self, in the marrow of my bones, in the atoms of my cells, a long-sleeping memory awakes. A memory of light and freedom and ecstasy...the sweet taste of my true home.

A lifetime ago, a tiny spark of infinity was drawn into a seed created by the union of sperm and egg. It gave freely of its life-energy and its secret wisdom, so that the single cell it inhabited could multiply and be transformed into a complex human fetus. Thus the divine was made flesh...and cloaked by the physical, mental and emotional layers of a human being.
Born screaming and bloody into the world, I took my first breath...and breath kept me connected to infinity all these many years.
Lifespark within, fanned by breath , keeps this inert corpse alive. When the karma encoded in my DNA is exhausted, the spark will finally escape and return to its true home. This is death. Even those who loved this person in life will make haste to burn the cold, clammy corpse ...once the light of infinity departs, all that is left is clay.

I forgot my original face. Lost in the smoky fog of human nature, I fell into maya's dream-net.Layer by layer, the veils of forgetfulness formed around me.
I grew four bodies , each increasingly dense, each adding another barrier to remembering my true nature. And , with the final layer of the ego-mind complex, I was totally encased , like a fossil in amber, in the hard, impenetrable shell of name and form.
Suffering drove me to escape.
Tapasya, the intense heat of friction between the embedded true nature and the layers of form, shatters the stone.
Guided by intent, breath shifts into the subtle, gossamer channel that is the core of the spinal cord. Breath within breath burns karma away, decodes the DNA. Death before the body dies is the key.
Coming home is remembering my original face..and my true nature.
Ah! The joy of awakening into awareness! The kingdom is restored, the usurper, mind, dethroned and the rightful monarch, spirit, sits firmly on the throne. The cycle is complete...the flesh is made divine.
Now matter is radiant with spirit - everyday reality reveals the Light within all things.
Form and formless are one. Nothing is everything. Infinity and eternity dance in harmony.
All is magic. All is well.

Forgiveness

2008-06-15T17:48:00.009+05:30

Forgiveness is a much-misunderstood term. It is not just about pardoning someone or something for some perceived hurt or sin.
Why is forgiving others so much easier than forgiving oneself?
Perhaps it is because the false self foisted upon you by the years of growing up is filled with negativity, with fear , guilt, despair, regret.
Become aware that this self you find so hard to forgive is only a phantom, an unreal bundle of tortured memories that you keep alive by identification.
True forgiveness implies , at the deepest level of being, feeling one with that which is forgiven. When you finally understand that you are truly one with all there is, who is there to forgive or be forgiven?
Forgiveness is the fragrance of discovering who you really are.
The ecstatic scent of total surrender.

Innocence

2008-06-03T23:30:00.009+05:30

Why does the little child touch one's heart ?

Because he or she is still innocent.

Innocence is divine because it has not yet been trapped by ego. The God-spark is still not covered in layers of armour.

Soon, the world will cloak this divine radiance with the mask of the persona.

The original innocence will be buried deep under layers and layers of false selves. The child will grow into the wary adult - bruised , battered and carefully camouflaged.

Is it possible to return to this innocence? To shed all the masks, to be naked and pure and radiant again?

The eyes of Ramanna Maharishi speak for themselves.

How wonderful...and different..is the innocence that is found again! Blissful, tranquil and perfect, anchored in the Self forever!

Longevity

2008-06-01T21:29:00.020+05:30

There are many scientists around the world working on retarding the aging process. With advances in genetics, molecular biology, stem cells, cloning, they want to try and extend the average human life-span to 150 or 200 years.
How boring! It's like extending the prison-sentence. Obviously, you will never want to escape from prison, unless you first realise you are imprisoned!
A dispassionate observation of the human race over the last 1000 years would lead to the conclusion ,by any unbiased observer , that this species is undoubtedly insane!
Which other species tortures, kills, maims and imprisons vast numbers of its fellow-creatures, and destroys its own habitat with reckless abandon?
Instead of battling to extend the lifespan of the human body, would it not be better to first cure the illness of the human mind?
An obsessive fear of death is merely extending the grip of the servant ( mind) over the master ( spirit).
Young Prince Siddhartha sought the answer to the riddle of human birth, suffering, old age and death...when his mind finally gave up and stopped altogether, he found his true nature and became Buddha.
Evolution demands a change of consciousness, not an extension of bodily existence.
Dear scientists , please first find a cure to man's incredible blindness, unconsciousness and unawareness, his inhumanity to his fellow-men and fellow-creatures, and total disregard for the well-being of the planet he lives on.

The illusion of separateness is the root of all this.

Extending the lifespan of the individual, without adressing this key illusion, will only make things a lot worse!
Understand the true nature of time, so you will not be obsessed by it. When you can find eternity in every moment, your attitude will no doubt be different.
Understand how the mind has become a runaway monster gone berserk.
Wake up! Escape the dream! Break out of the cage!
And, dont try to play God until you learn how to BE God.

Myself and I

2008-05-25T16:36:00.008+05:30

Sometimes, I love myself. Sometimes I hate myself. Sometimes, I am proud of myself. Sometimes, I am ashamed of myself. Sometimes, I want to find myself. Sometimes , I want to escape from myself.

Who is the real "I"?

If there is an "I" ..and a separate "myself", which is real? Or are both unreal?

Inside me there are a thousand voices, each claiming priority, each clamouring for attention.

The one who observes and lovingly honours them all, without judgement, ...who is he?
When all divisions disappear, perhaps I will know who I really am.

In the silence of the Center, all becomes One.

Unlearning

2008-05-23T21:38:00.008+05:30

I thought learning was difficult. All those years of studies..reading...learning.
Now I find what is really difficult is un-learning.
Getting rid of all the concepts, all the clever dialogues, discussions, interpretations. Cleaning the many layers of mud from the original spotless mirror.
Why is that difficult? If I have covered myself with an armour built of multiple layers of filth..why can't I just clean it off?
Only because I have allowed it to become my identity...the shell that I fondly cling to...removing it would leave me naked and vulnerable...exposed like a newborn babe..
How strange !
People would rather cling to their armour of mud...even if they are aware that it is the source of all their misery...than be naked...and clear.....and free!

Beyond all the words

2008-05-20T16:53:00.009+05:30

Words are empty and meaningless.
At best, they can serve as signposts, triggers or catalysts.

At worst, they cloud the mind.

Doctrines are vast collections of words. Scholars learn all the fat books by heart and think they have achieved learning...all they have done is covered their original clear mirror mind with garbage.
The monkey mind needs words. Observe his antics carefully..see the worlds he spins out from words..heavens and hells and other fantasies.

Truth lies in the silence beyond the words, in the indescribable reality of inner experience.
Why do I write these words , then?

I dont...they write themselves. They are just like my fingers ,pointing at the breathtakingly beautiful full moon radiant in the night-sky.
Look at the moon...not at the fingers.

Solitude

2008-05-18T19:33:00.009+05:30

We come into this world alone. We leave alone...no one can come with us on that final journey.
Our spirits live in solitude. Even in the midst of crowds, inside we are alone...each cocooned in his or her own universe. Yet, we crave companionship, love,affection, to be liked and appreciated. Why is this?
Because we have let ourselves be trapped in the delusion of being separate.
But somewhere, deep, deep inside us, lies this memory of being one with all there is.
And we cannot but crave to return to that knowing.
Learn the secret of being alone without being lonely.
Solitude bears rich gifts...nourishment for the soul.
How can I be alone..when my breath links me with the furthest galaxies? How can I be alone when I know and experience that I am trees and birds and planets and seas and mountains and people and bees?
Solitude is my true home...where I can return to who I really am.
Solitude is my rest and my refuge, where my soul can recharge itself with the infinite energy of the Universe.
In the embrace of my solitude, I find peace and joy and love that is infinite and eternal.
And, in this finding, I discover my true connection, at the deepest level, with all living beings.

Ripeness

2008-05-16T19:39:00.009+05:30

The fruit, when ripe, falls of its own accord.
There is no shortcut to ripeness. It happens in its own time.

Another word for ripeness is maturity. How is this defined?
I am mature when I take full and complete responsibility for my own life.When I finally stop passing the buck. And realise that I cannot blame anyone or anything at all for my state of being and my life situation.
People love to blame other persons or forces for their own misfortunes and shortcomings.They blame luck, the planets, past lives,friends, parents, spouses, children, bosses, colleagues, the government,karma, God.
Mature people can't do this anymore.
They are totally aware and certain that they alone control their inner state...which in turn controls everything that happens in their lives.
They know that the universe reflects what is within themselves...and this manifests as all the situations and circumstances of their lives.
So they learn to focus on tuning themselves, getting their own inner house in order, rather than worrying about anyone else or wasting energy on trying to change other people or places or circumstances. They know beyond all shadow of doubt that the subtle inside is the source of all the outside.
Therefore, they understand that ripeness is everything.

The Big Lie

2008-05-15T18:24:00.009+05:30

They lied to us. Parents, teachers, society...all the blind unconscious forces that shaped our thought-cages.
They taught us to pretend. To be what others expected us to be. To chase pipe-dreams: money, power,fame, security, success.
And waste the precious days, hours, minutes of our lives.
Brick by brick, they walled us in.
Layer by layer, they added coats of mind-concrete that hardened with the years.
No one taught us how to be. No one showed us the real treasure and magic within ourselves. No one told us that the pursuit of external mirages would only leave us dessicated and thirsting in a burning desert. No one taught us the incredible difference between book-learning and experiential knowing.

We can't blame them..they did not know any better. As Jesus said when they nailed him to the cross, " Father forgive them, for they know not what they do."
All we can do is follow our own inner vision...make our own mistakes, bear our own burdens, suffer our own crucifixions..until, driven by despair or desperation or a faint memory, we shatter the cages, break all the walls and let our spirits fly free in the boundless sky.
This is resurrection. This is rebirth. This is the metamorphosis, the transformation of caterpillar into butterfly.
Until we do this, we waste our precious lives.
Seize the day!
Dont wait any longer: BE now, for tomorrow you may not get another chance.
Return to innocence and totality, to who you truly are.
Enough is enough. Do it NOW!

Blundering Through

2008-05-14T19:46:00.010+05:30

I made many mistakes in my life. I was often unconscious and unaware.This is the greatest and only sin, the root of all mistakes.
Even a dog learns faster; despite so many slaps in the face, my learning took a long time. Somehow, by the gift of grace, I blundered through into the Light.
So now, none of it matters.
I see with new eyes and a heart filled with gratitude.
I see that I never truly lost my real nature, the truth I was born with.
I see that the Universe took care of me like a benevolent and tolerant mother, no matter what I did.
I see that life is beautiful and sacred.
I feel the power of its mystery pulsing in my belly and my heart.And in the clouds , the trees, the light, the wind.
My spirit sings in harmony: its so easy now.
All i have to do is tune in. And celebrate. And laugh. And live fully and totally in each magical moment of my life.

Drop the burden

2008-05-13T16:52:00.013+05:30

Enlightenment is getting lighter...dropping the burden. Realising that there is no one to be enlightened.
Letting go of the huge sack full of garbage..book learning, concepts,past memories , future dreams... that one carries all the time.
Returning to one's original nature,free of time, free of memories or fantasies. Free even of the desire to be enlightened.
No wonder, in Zen, they say " Can you see your original face before you were born?"
"The children talking to the rain know that they will be heard. Because they have not yet been changed into their names." from a song i wrote years ago.

"Just as apes spend their time throwing things away and picking them up again unceasingly, so it is with you and your learning. All you need is to give up your "learning," your "ignorant" and "Enlightened," pure and impure, great and little, your "attachment" and "activity." Such things are mere conveniences, mere ornaments within the One Mind. I hear you have studied the sutras of the twelve divisions of the Three Vehicles. They are all mere empirical concepts. Really you must give them up! " Zen Master Huang Po, Courtesy, www.dailyzen.com

Conceptual thought is the greatest barrier to finding your true nature.
Direct experience of being, without distortion by thought, is the key.
Return to innocence..to that state before ego.
The state of being is what matters: the doing follows perfectly.
Then all will be well

Simplicity

2008-05-11T16:13:00.000+05:30

Being simple is very difficult. The ego-mind delights in complexity. Being simple demands total courage, total trust, the ability to leap without hesitation into the abyss.
Nature, at core, is simple. The truth is simple. Tao is simple.
Direct perception, without going through the filter of the mind and its pre-conceived notions, is only possible when you are simple.
Thus, the eyes of simplicity see the incredible, magical perfection of all that exists.
Once you have experienced this perception, no other eyes will ever satisfy you.

The Center

2008-05-10T12:58:00.004+05:30

"Returning to the Source is stillness, which is the way of Nature. Stillness and tranquility set things in order in the Universe."
These words are from the Tao Te Ching, one of the greatest books ever written.
When I turn my attention inwards, I find a core of stillness. This is the Source, the Center.If I stay in this stillness, I feel very good...joyous, tranquil, alert and aware.
If I look out upon the world from this place, I see and feel the magic everywhere. This is the Heart that Ramanna Maharishi speaks of, the origin and the core of all creation.
Once I find this, I find everything; all i need to do is keep returning to it.
Life throws me off-center often...but all I need to do is take a few moments and return to the Center.Its just a simple matter of practice...like learning how to swim or ride a bike or play the guitar. At first it seems so difficult, well-nigh impossible. A little practice...and, hey presto! it just flows with effortless ease.
Every human being has this treasure within.
This is the greatest healing, where all is forgiven, all pain dissolves, all confusion vanishes.
Here, all questions, doubts , fears disappear.
Here there is no negativity, no duality, no desire, no suffering, no death.
Here there is only infinite bliss and deep eternal peace.
Perhaps this is why all the great souls...saints, mystics, sages... of all cultures and all religions, have endlessly exhorted their fellow humans to find this treasure that is within .
There can be no greater blessing than this.
Seek this center..find it and stay in it as often as you can.
Nothing else is needed.

Formless Communication

2008-05-04T19:21:00.002+05:30

Funny how those I want to reach the most are locked behind their own walls. As I am imprisoned in mine. We entrap ourselves thus in the artificial prison of personality.
And no words can penetrate that double delusion. Only silent vibration from the core of being has a chance of getting through.
As long as I am my body-mind complex, I am trapped in the battle of the opposites.
Desire and revulsion, love and hate, joy and sadness, up and down…. the usual ride on the carousel of duality. Embodied, I go through all the drama…the pain.
When I have had enough, I turn within.
So I choose to dive deep into myself, down to the bottom of the ocean inside…where the secret fire burns. And there, like water becoming steam, I become formless…rise like vapour up the tunnel of the spine and into the void.
Without form, duality ends.
When duality ends, the ego-mind-body shell collapses.
What is revealed then cannot be spoken of…closest description I can give is that it is infinite, blissful tranquility.
From this indescribable state, all that radiates is love.

The Seed

2008-04-27T19:51:00.004+05:30

The seed of intention planted in the space behind the mind inevitably bears fruit of its own accord.
Conscious, positive intention produces positive results.
Unconscious, negative intention produces correspondingly negative results. Karma!
It’s as simple as that. So be sure you chose the right seed.
The seed born of intuition grows into a powerful , unstoppable force.
It commands the power that forms the universe and attracts all it needs for growth ,without effort,without fail. Infinite energy works unceasingly and automatically to deliver perfection.
It’s everyday magic…that keeps all creation going.
To reach this space behind the mind, be aware of the empty sky that is the background of thoughts and emotions ......they appear, change shape, float and disappear like the clouds.The sky remains untouched, unchanged. You are not the clouds...you are the sky.
There , you will discover that total emptiness is absolute fullness.
All feelings of failure, disappointment, negativity disappear like mist before the sun.Here ,in this infinitely fertile sky of creation, plant your seed.
Perfection blossoms like a lotus flower.

Song of Infinity

2008-04-23T22:06:00.001+05:30

We have all taken birth to re-discover our own true nature.
Why is this important?
Perhaps because it leads to the cessation of suffering. To true and permanent fulfillment.
To joy beyond measure and that peace that surpasses all understanding.

Why have we allowed this tickertape of thought to clatter non-stop and block all our deeper senses? Why have we reduced our experience to this flat, tasteless realm, denying ourselves the richness, the depth, the supreme perfection that is our birthright and our very being?

If you can dive deep into your own mind, deeper than thought or feeling or words, you will find the root of all creation: the source of frequencies that give birth to the vibrations that create everything. In the beginning was the Word. OMMMM
If you reach that silent space behind the mind..if you can listen with heart and gut and spirit..you will hear the elemental chorus...the song of the Universe.
Ahhh...once you hear the music of earth and air, water and fire, their perfect harmony...your intoxication will be total, every cell in your body becomes a ear...no words can begin to describe this.
Fortunately, enough human beings down the generations have experienced this music of the spheres, Nature's original song...and borne witness to its splendour.
From this source, all creation - and all music - is born.

"Listen, and feel the beauty of your separation, the unsayable absence. There is a moon inside every human being. Learn to be companions with it. Give more of your life to this listening. As brightness is to time, so you are to the one who talks to the deep ear in your chest. I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that one steps near and begins to speak." Rumi

A flower falls

2008-04-20T01:17:00.001+05:30

Today I saw a flower fall. Perfect white plumeria blossom wafting slowly down on the breeze. To lie on the side of the road before my feet. Even in dying, its fragrant beauty lends splendour to this dusty street.
In the warm Bangalore springtime, trees are a riot of flowers ..yellow and purple and red and lilac and white. Little flowers, big flowers..all bursting with joy and the sheer delight of being.
So ephemeral an existence? To blossom and dance a few brief days, trembling on the wind. .

And yet..the very briefness of its existence creates eternity.
Eternity in the moment..as it shines in such perfect splendour, delighting heart and eye,lending its tiny unique voice to the perfect chorus of Nature's harmony.
Eternity in the silent continuity of its existence... for every flower that falls, a new one blooms; and, when the season ends and all the flowers are gone....the earth wheels on its course until spring returns and every flower leaps into another glorious rebirth.
I may live to be 70..or 80. The sun will die in 5 billion years.
Thank you, sweet plumeria blossom, for being my guru today.

My life..or the life of the sun..is as ephemeral..and as eternal..as yours.

Just Another Day

2008-04-19T01:34:00.000+05:30

"Just another day. Same old same old."
How many times have I said or thought that? And committed the terrible crime of wasting a precious day!
Every day is a gift..another perfect opportunity to experience the wonder , the magic, the simple exquisite perfection of it all.
Be NOW...for tomorrow never comes.
Every morning when I wake up, I take a few seconds to look out the window at the sun and sky and trees...and thank God for another day dawning, another chance to feel the magic in the ordinary everyday world.
Shift into solar plexus gear.
Look with the right eyes. See from the heart.
Experience the world around you from your gut, not your mind..what a difference it makes!
Escape the trap of thought, the filter of beliefs and feelings and memories.
Every leaf, every grain of dust, every creature is magic!

My Guru Mother River

2008-04-18T00:36:00.004+05:30

I sat long quiet hours by the banks of this river...and learnt many lessons from her. Watched her changing moods..at dawn, in the slanting late afternoon sunlight, at sunset, at midnight. I heard her many voices murmur secrets to sky and wind.Saw how earth and water, light and air dance together in perfect harmony. Felt the peace of perfection, the joy of being. And heard the One true song.
Now all I do is sing quietly along, with every breath I take, every beat of my heart.

My Secret Brother

2008-04-15T23:55:00.002+05:30

He was with me in the womb, my secret brother, curled up like a Siamese twin beside my embryonic form. When I was born, he was inside me like a second heart, beating to his own unique rhythm, infinitely unfathomable.
As a child, he visited me in daydreams and, sometimes, at night. His face was my face…a twin within. He was my hidden confidant, witness to every tiny facet of my life.
All my life he has lived within my skin and whispered to my soul. For a long time, as a young man, I ignored him...now I have learnt to pay him heed.
He is my brother, Death.
One final day, driven by suffering deeper than fear, I looked into his eyes and fell like a stone into the abyss of his gaze. In that eternal emptiness, I lost name and form, mind and speech, thought and memory and dream...all dissolved like mist in that silent stillness.
A vast and perfect peace was all that remained....as my brother and I embraced and were one.
Unless I embrace death, I can never know Life fully...never experience the awe and the wonder and the magic of it all.
Now my brother sits always upon my left shoulder and whispers in my ear...wordlessly, he tells me his stories; voiceless, he sings me his songs.
He gives me the gift of infinity and eternity - right here and right now!

Meaning

2008-04-15T22:32:00.002+05:30

We all seek meaning.
Meaning in love, in life and living...the million $ question...what is it all about?
Facts:
Life is short.
Old age and suffering are inevitable aspects of corporeal existence.
Death is certain.
There is only one energy pervading everything, and this energy is conscious, intelligent, eternal and aware.
This energy simultaneously exists as every separate entity: it is a tree, it is an ant, it is a mountain, it is a planet, it is a man, a dog , an elephant, a rock….and yet! It is always the whole.Always perfect.
Every human being…by birthright as a human being.. is one with this energy: only the illusion created by the mind makes him/her feel like a separate entity.
Meditation helps the human being to make a choice: to identify with the limited “little” self of the ego or to dissolve back into the formless Energy that is everything.
Every moment contains Eternity: we live only in the eternal present. Past and future are illusions: the past is dead and gone, the future is still unborn; when it is born, it is the present.
Learning is only a burden and a barrier: experience is the only reality.
Return to innocence: just be. No mind.
Compassion is not a choice. Once I am one with all there is, whatever suffering is experienced by any living entity is equally mine! Compassion is automatic.
The experience of being ONE with all there is generates a resonance at the deepest level of Being . In my breath, in my blood, in the marrow of my bones, in my heart and spirit, I feel the LOVE that is the source and the substance of all things. The air, the sky, the water, the earth, the trees and leaves and birds and beasts and fishes and insects and human beings…all are made of this wondrous and perfect ONE LOVE.
It is a love without measure or limit, without reason or reward, without barrier or condition or definition.
Once you experience this love as your very being, there is no chance of ever losing it.
Once you have tasted it, nothing else will ever satisfy you.