Freedom

There is a sunburst in my chest ,a song of haunting glory sweeping like a wave through my flesh, 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.

The Bee

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

When the attention dives inward, mind-chatter sinks and dissolves in the Heart.
This results in stillness.
Stillness is the Heart, 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

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.... silent, blissful, tranquil and eternal.

I was

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

Embodied, you play so many games, it's 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- stop confusing me!
Isn't 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 aplomb, 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.
It's your turn to seek ! :)

The Wedding

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!