Unconditional Love

In the depths of
meditation,
where the mind
disappears into
nothingness
frozen
and then
awakens
to random thoughts;
somewhere out there
in that space
I remembered Him;

Frozen body
and an open heart
swirling in an energy
– indescribable –
soaking the mind
and heart
in light and love!

The foundation of Sadhana
is devotion;
yet it is Sadhana that
strengthens the Devotion.

Even on the driest
days of Sadhana;
where the mind is
just not into it;
a remembrance is
all that is needed
to be showered
with
unconditional Love!

Thoughts after Kriya/Meditation: 30-May-2017:: There are days when the Sadhana becomes a routine, a chore, almost a mechanical practice, done just for the sake of doing; the mind hurrying me to complete it as soon as possible; and then the reminder comes, that it is grace that allows the practices to happen; all I need to do is to remember, feel and surrender!

The Universe within!

In the deep stillness
where the mind stands still,
the breath ceases to flow,
in that vacuum of nothingness
I get a feeble glimpse
of that vast Cosmos;

A moment, I am part of it;
Another, it is part of mine;
Still. Unmoving. Quiet.
Yet, A buzzing field of action!

#Thoughts|Experience|Glimpse during the Panchakosha Meditation | 14-03-2017

The Sankranti Bonfire

The lone
North Star
shimmered even more
brighter;
as it watched
The Mystical One
light a fire
of Consciousness
that devoured
all the thoughts
and minds
of the thousands of ones
who meditated with Him
in the dark, chilly
winter night!

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I wonder what He Meditates on.

The Loud Silence.
In utter stillness
sits a man,
diminutive
still and frozen
under the black
monsoon sky,
meditating.

I wonder what
He Meditates upon?

The mind, the first
to fall in the trap,
disappears – under
the sea of nothingness.
It wakes up
for a moment
only to be
drowned deeper and deeper.

The heart follows next.
parched, thirsty and dry
waiting for weeks,
it soaks in
the flood of
joy and love;
only to be set ablaze
like an inferno
that just can’t be
put off!

Drowning the mind
setting the heart afire;
He walks away,
telling us that the remedy is
in Meditation!
Yet, He won’t tell us,
What is it that
He Meditates on….?

The Gift of Grace.

I am back after a refreshing Art of Living Part 2 Program, at the Bangalore Ashram in the presence of Guruji (Sri Sri Ravi Shankar). Advanced Programs are usually spread over 4 or 5 days (sometimes longer too for those who can’t have enough of the silence) comprising of yoga and deep meditations, with silence at the root of it. Every time I do this program, I feel deeply rested, the mind becomes clearer and for me creativity springs up. Needless to say, yet another poem sprang up based on my experience and wanted to share it with you all!

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Be Awake, O Yogi!

Someone asked me a question on Quora about boredom in Yoga practices, and this poem came up spontaneously.

 

This is a quest of

lifetimes;

the un-quenched thirst,

the parched lips,

and mirages all over.

 

A thousand births

in the endless

Karmic cycle.

Some full of Sattva

And some passed

in deep ignorance

and darkness.

 

This lifetime the path

is beautiful – shady trees,

lovely meadows,

breath taking views of

unparalleled beauty.

 

Walk like a King

on this path

keeping your treasure

– of Sadhana – hidden.

 

Be Awake, O Yogi!

Robbers and dacoits

abound at every

nook and corner

waiting to rob you

and drag you down

their alley and make

you their own.

 

Masters of disguises.

They know what you

would fall for.

They come wearing

the garbs of boredom

laziness, apathy,

disinterest and other

veneers.

 

If you see them

sneaking up, show

them no mercy.

 

The dacoits have

become adept at robbing

you; they come at you

trying to catch you unawares

at your lowest moment.

Snatching your wealth

– of Sadhana – their only aim!

 

They know not, that you

have the Sword

of knowledge, wisdom

and grace that can finish

them off forever in an instant.

 

Sharpen the sword

said the Master.

His only instruction:

“eka tattva abhyasa”

with “Satkara adara asevito”:

 

One pointed practice

With Honor and Respect.

 

Enough to beat the

Dark forces at their game!

 

Be Awake, O Yogi

don’t let this lifetime

go waste.

 

Practice daily

–          With love

–          reverence

–          honor

–          respect

–          and devotion

 

The treasure is your only

possession and it grows

manifold with daily renewal.

 

Carry it safely across

for it is the only thing

that will quench the thirst

of lifetimes!

Be Awake, O Yogi!