Knowledge of the Self
Empowers one to go with the flow
Of events occurrences
In this magnum opus
Called Life
To swim with the flow
Or against it
Is the choice
Ignorance causes one to fight it
With innumerable ‘why’ and ‘why not’
When there is no ‘why and why not’
This Knowledge makes this light
Helps to move through life with insight
That all that surrounds me is Me
Just me

Innocence beyond comprehension,
Love beyond every division
Of this mind’s perception
An ocean of Compassion

You showed me the world is my own
To own in Love
And share
Your eternal smile
A beacon of hope
For all to come

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPIER NEW YEAR

Gifts of the gross
Last a while

Gifts of the subtle
Eternal

Of Love and Compassion
For not just mankind
But all kind
Gifts of the subtle
That you my Little One
Gave me
Mine to treasure forever
Gifts which grow with sharing
And caring

Illumine the world
As did the star that
Did at the time
You were born

Mixer, blender toaster, refrigerator
All that makes life easier
Instruments empowered from the same power
That lights up
Defies darkness
Experience the ‘power’
Never touched it with any of my senses
Yet know it by its power to perform

Creation all around an expression
Of the Omnipresent ONE
The force behind all
That enables
Know the Divine only by its expressions
As I know electricity by the lamp that glows

The sun that shines
The water that runs
Bespeak of the One Divine

Know the rose by its fragrance
Its very essence.
The flower long dies leaving its essence behind.
Loved ones depart leaving their essence behind
Essence in the form of thoughts, wisdom and experience.

Each life carries a message
However brief or long

To carry the essence all along
Is to remember the words of wisdom and courage.
And live them
Is to know them eternally

Zipping down the highway of life
People, places, situations whiz past
Enticing, alluring at times
Alarming and painful at others
All whiz past

Nothing outside secures,
Ensures a cruising ride
Except to be anchored within

Like the driver with his seat belt
Anchored to the vehicle

As he whizzes past the highway
The wind in his hair and sun in his eyes
He moves on
Anchored within

KRISHNA O KRISHNA

What qualifications do I need to love you?
To say I love you?
Communicate to commune
spirit communes with the Spirit
The body, this mind are shells that envelop such

The seedling breaks through all envelopes to reach out
To flower
Just as divinity within to Divine around
Just apparent walls that divide
There are none that can divide
ONE
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A million recipes out there never tried
A million ‘inventions’ to be ‘invented’
Theories to be ‘proved’
Galaxies to be ‘discovered’

Each ‘invention’ is just an uncovering of that which already is

As each ‘new’ one unfolds to one who opened the doors of his being
Wide
Knocked out conditioning walls
That said only this can be
And none else

Just that the mind opened itself to it
Just then

Truth unfolds
Turns manifest

Nothing ‘mine’ in this.
For Truth simply is

Lamps of many forms
Of colors bright of every hue
Each selt alight with the one light
A spark from the One flame
Dispel darkness
As a torchlight
Dispels darkness in sight
Darkness of ignorance
of misery
All the remains is the Radiance
Of Truth

Signposts

The traveler plods on
On roads unknown
Begins with the known
And moves on

Finds his way
By signposts and directions
Left by others who passed this way
Mostly with no name to claim as one’s own
In compassion for the traveler that shall tread
This path


Scriptures footprints of Masters

Who were compassionate enough to leave signposts

For seekers to come

Master the Kindly light that shows the way

The Master the kindly Light that leads unto itself

The ONE SELF


The seeker moves on

To cling to the Master or the Scriptures

Is ignorance

She introduces the Source
As the newborn is introduced to its Father
By the Mother

IN the still waters of the pond
In the swirling waters of the whirlpool
In the innocent smile of the child,
In the hand that nurtures, admonishes
And serves, effortlessly, ever selfless
Resides Mother

The still earth that nurtures saint and sinner
With love and patience
Resides Mother

In the ‘lifeless’ idols,
What is ‘lifeless’ when everything is permeated by You?

There is none independent of you
Every atom is permeated by you
Some say you are Durga
Some say Shakti
Yet others Cosmic Energy

Many, many names

For MY MOTHER
There is none other

SHAKTI
Princess of Eternal beauty,
Slender yet strong
Watch in amazement
At the multitudes of roles you play
Creator, Conserver, Destroyer,
Simply MOTHER
Expression of the Infinite Source
Starkly different
As sound from Silence
Yet two sides of one coin
TRUTH

Truth is always close at hand
One can see it in the palm of one’s hand
Or in the swaying fronds of the palm on land
In the play of darkness and light
In the hour of twilight
At dawn and dusk
In between everything and something
In nothing
In the play of words in the space between words
In emptiness and fullness
As everything fades into nothing
In the Oneness that is …………..

The deeds of men live long after they die
Bodies are but clothes to the soul
That are shed

Deeds are not shed with change of clothing
Every effect has a cause
He that planted the neem
Shall reap such
He that planted the mango
Shall taste such

Just Cricket!
As the ball swings from one to another
So did laughter and dismay
Laughter lines some faces
Misery yet others
The ball swings forth
Its just a game!
Yet watch the mind
Sway from agony one moment
Ecstasy in another

Loss or gain?
Its one and the same

Its just a game
Winning and losing are a part
Its matters how the game is played
The game of life
Loss and gain are in integral part
All it matters is how the game is played
The high of victory and the low of defeat
The ‘heroic’ victory and the ‘shameful’ defeat
Are no matter, in the game of life
Both equidistant from the One
The witness within

Kitchen Counter
The days work done
Put away the knives
Clean the counter
The trash is put away
The food is put away
Both ‘created’ at the same place
In the same space

A clean counter enables
Work the next day
A cluttered counter disables
Work no matter how urgent
Its impossible to work with a cluttered counter

Just as its impossible for a cluttered mind to find a solution
No wonder the Master states “Meditation first solution next”

Just as the counter the mind needs to be cleared up
Thoughts, happenings
Good and bad
Events all
Transient

Sans thoughts wither mind?
Just an empty space
That enables all

Path ?

The duck takes to water
The eagle soars high in the skies
The ostrich races across the land
Birds of feathers all

Each takes a path intrinsic to his nature
Seekers all

The river flows
Simply flows
The path is determined not by the river
But by the land
And the ocean simply pulls

Each stream to itself

Each seeker shall merge into that ocean of Consciousness
No matter which path he takes.

"Aham Brahma asmi"

Knowledge of the Self ripens into Love
For all
Oneness for all kind
Not just mankind
Still life and surging streams
Thus springs bliss
“These are mine
As I am theirs
I am the eternal spirit manifest all around
Just as every being all around”

Words born NOT of superlative
But of Oneness beyond Comprehension
Oneness of spirit
Eternal undivided One
A drop in the Ocean
Is as much ocean as is every other drop that surrounds
Know not myself from all around

Enlightenment is a gentle waking up
Waking up to the eternal oneness around
To realize the union that is
No rewards for waking up
It’s a reward in itself

Five fingers and a palm

Fingers alike yet different
In shape size structure and function
Work in unison
Make a hand

Yet different in everyway
Each serves an individual purpose
And the whole

Creation is myriad in forms and shapes
Each individual and whole
Yet a part of the whole

My piece of sky

As I looked out of the window
There it was- my piece of sky
A little grey a few clouds

Know as I watch this is just a window
There lies the expanse beyond

An experience of the Truth is just that
‘My piece of sky”
The Ocean of Truth beckons
Each seeker sees through the window of his soul

To state my experience alone is the Truth
Is ignorance
The Ocean lies beyond
Vistas unexplored

Eternal

The bee collects more that it needs for its living
Works for the its welfare and others too
Trees prepare food not just for itself but for creation around too
Every creature small and big lives for itself and others too
Interdependence is the order of Creation
None can say I am independent of work
Work to sustain oneself and others too
Each an integral part of the whole
Links in the unending chain of Creation

To continue to protect, console and shelter is to bind
And a Master liberates not binds
As a mother I carried my children for a while, all the while
And then they had to walk too
They did protest then,
when I refused to carry no more
Yelled and wailed but did walk along at first reluctantly
And now run away

Masters are here
Neither to console
Nor to protect
Nor shelter
From the ever-blowing winds of change

Just a lamp that kindles
Another in me
A trigger to find myself
Anchor within
And ride the waves of change
To flow along

GURU

Masters inspire
In their compassion share their very own experience,
Their words of wisdom
Torches in black darkness of ignorance

Salutations to all
The One to spoke the words of wisdom
The One who preserved them
For seekers to come

Bubbles

One small important, insignificant bubble
In the Ocean of Existence
Creation is before my ‘coming’
Will continue just as ever after my ‘going’

A dance in Harmony
A transformation of roles

This mind deludes itself
‘I’ do things all ‘by myself’

An infinitesimal yet important bubble
In the chain of Existence
A dancer in a troupe

The dancer is important
The dance too

Yet bubbles too

In the Ocean of Existence
One ‘dies’ as another is ‘born’

Even united as One

Spiritual?

To be spiritual is not to be just good and holy. It is not a tag a recognition, yet another label of respectability. Far far from that. It is about finding the courage of a lion within, yet meet the world with compassion and love. Work with hands of steel, yet with the softness of love. Spirituality is a journey to find-- not some god somewhere and book a place in heaven for yourself, but to find your own true self. The naked face devoid of all the role play. Roles that we adorn everyday, Son of someone, boss of someone, wife of someone. Amidst all these roles there is someone deep down who is distinct. That is the real you, the god within. Devotion, meditation and religion are mere routes to this. Once you find that then springs all else, courage and compassion to face this world, not as a soilder goes to war, but like a mother tending to her own at home. Each and everyone is spiritual. For without that spirit within, there is no life.

BIRTH--- DAY

A year gone by
Of pleasure, of pain
Of joy and sorrow

Have been drifted by the pain too
The joy too

Amidst all this
The Bliss of
Experiencing the one divine

Birthday is a day I say in Gratitude and reverence
A heartfelt “thankyou”
Life is the greatest present,

What more gift can I ask?

For to be allowed a part of Existence
To experience the Divine

Birthday shall cease when I remember thus everyday
For ‘birth’ and ‘death’ are encased every moment of everyday

Moving on

To a ‘new place’
New’ and old are perceptions
People all over are same, no exceptions
With expectations, aspirations
All the same

Each city has its distinct identity
To explore this will be fun
and yes

An opportunity to
Experience the underling Oneness of all

To live it yet again

Moving

Its been a while since I posted,
I am moving out of Bangalore and will soon set up home in Hyderabad

Will come back soon

The farmer scatters seeds
Some bloom others do not
Those that fall on fertile ground do
Into shrubs that flower

The Masters speaks words of wisdom
These are seeds too
Should be received by a fertile mind
Then shall flower yet again
Flowering from within

Judgement

Judgement is a baby of the mind
A device that devises to divide
Yet again
Every division is a separation
Of You from your eternal self

When judgements dissolve
When this ‘ever thinking mind”
Stills
There is the Silence
Which is the Truth

The feel of the earth beneath the feet, just me
Turn my face to the rain drops from the sky
That kiss and carress with love
The lofty trees that sway
In the gentle breeze with arms laden with blossoms
Too much to hold
There is so much to behold
Every sunrise is a beckoning
For a new beginning
To celebrate Life

The blossom that lands at my feet
A gift in indeed
Everything around
There is so much Love
In the warmth of the sun
The carress of the earth

This much I behold
Everything around me is just divine
As I am

ONENESS
To smile at another’s pleasure
To revel at another’s happiness
To feel another’s pain
Just as yours
In empathy
To wish each ‘ONE’ well
Simply……
For everything around is just me
An extension of me
Just a drop in the ocean of Conciousness
Just as I am