Return to the Source

               

          

"Come, Come, whoever you are  - wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving! Even though you have broken your vows a thousand times - come! Ours is not a caravan of despair." Rumi

Consider your Source! Conceived as a single cell in your mother’s womb, you were gloriously divine, a spark of God-stuff. When you were born, naked and crying, you were still totally divine, formless infinity manifesting in the magical play of life.
And now? Covered with layer upon layer of  brain-washing,like a concrete shell,  you cry out in despair!  Is it anyone’s fault that you wandered away and got lost in an illusion of suffering and sorrow?
Listen, my friend! You are always divine. Just drop the layers, shatter the conditioning, break out of your self-created cage and be free! 
Stop this futile outward pursuit and turn your attention within. Find your divine origin, your source…it shines like the sun in your Heart.Returning to this source, you are going home to infinite, immortal, eternal awareness-bliss. This is the divine spark, the Self, that you always are.
Wake up from your nightmare, o child of grace! Now, before your body dies….seize this precious lifetime and find your true Being.
Come home to the Divine…your source and your goal.Be the Self and be happy and free!
( Picture by Meenakshi..the Source- Acrylic on canvas)

MAHA SHIVARATHRI

                                

Om Namah Shivaya.

Sing the praises of the Lord of Love, the formless infinite One they call Shiva. Know Him to be the source and the goal of everything, the Self of the Upanishads, the secret in-dweller in all living beings.

 For the delight of His devotees, He dances with names and forms through all eternity, while ever remaining the timeless, nameless, formless Perfection at the Center of it all.

Great King of Dance whirling through infinity, creation and destruction are but your sport. Dance in the hall in the roof of my skull and free me forever!

Facing South, your benign Silence removed the doubts of the four sages and granted them the ultimate knowing of Brahman. Gracious South-facing Lord, may your silence bless me with that same knowing!

Spouse of the great Goddess, O three-eyed Lord of Lords wearing serpents ,destroy my blindness and restore my infinite birthright of being one with you!

With Ganga flowing from your hair, O bearer of the trishul and player of the damarru, wild ash-covered Lord of Kailash, I surrender at your sacred feet.
Pray embrace me and absorb me into you!

O rider of the bull with the moon in your hair, bless me with your Grace! Sweet blue-throated Lord who swallowed the poison of the world, remove the poison of my ignorance and delusion with the sword of your gaze.

You who became an endless column of flame to teach Brahma and Vishnu the truth, and now bless us all with your mountain form as holy Arunachala, eat up my ego and let me dissolve in you!
O great Rudra,bless me today! 
Har,har,har Mahadev!