My Fairy Tale (poem)

My Fairy Tale (poem)

I was a free particle.


Then I happily married,

but my mobility got linked.


After that,

I enjoyed having a daughter,

but my responsibilities increased.


Soon after,

I was blessed with a son,

but as the stress increased,

my health deteriorated and frustrations escalated.


Much later,

I was bed confined,

as if I were put on a timeout,

but it was only then I realized that,

all through, I suffered for I did not ask eagerly-waiting-God-within for help.


Since then,

I am a new person,

feeling lighter each day,

unfolding my loving self once again,

experiencing a new Light guiding me through all,

and now, whatever happens, I know I can be peace anywhere-anytime, for it sits unperturbed within.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Till it Happens (poem)

Darkness stays,

till,

Light illuminates.



Perturbation rules,

till,

Peace spreads.



Noise disturbs,

till,

Silence captivates.



Desires long,

till,

Fulfillment happens.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Eight is not equal to Infinity (poem)

When,

I love someone,

I expect him,

to reciprocate.


Also,

deep within I wish,

that he will like,

the way I love him.


But,

I keep getting frustrated,

for what I am sharing,

is Divine love.


And,

to whom I am giving,

is finite,

disconnected from Source.


So,

I better seek and share it,

only with Infinite,

or with finite connected to God.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Attachment Fossil (poem)

I was wet cement,

where impressions sedimented.


I am wet sand,

where imprints do remain.


I long to dry up,

so that footprints get erased.


I wish to fly in air,

so that nothing gets formed.


***


Aum Tat Sat

Embracing America

Of late, I had been observing that whenever I would talk to someone over the phone, or see some suggestive scenes/posters, my belly would start burning. I wondered what was it and when it started happening more frequently, I addressed it during meditation.

To my surprise, what surfaced was a series of dark images from my past (while growing up in India). It felt, as if they were all linked to a common and precise energy level and were waiting to be anchored and pulled out of my system.

REVISITING THE PAST

I cried and cried endlessly as each image emerged and forced itself out during meditation. The images were scattered and hopped from the ruthless pinching in sensitive parts by an invisible hand in an over crowded bus, to many more intense ones.


***

The first intense image, that appeared was, when I was 13 and visiting my cousin sister (without my parents). I was flipping through the family pictures with her, her husband and daughter. Gradually everyone left, but I continued flipping through the album with her husband in their room. Suddenly, I found his face real close to my bent face and I heard him asking me strangely for a kiss. Just then (by God's grace), his one year old daughter walked in and he immediately retrieved his face. After that, he acted as if nothing had happened.

But, the fear and confusion I had experienced in that moment, started echoing once again.

***

The next painful scene that scared me to roots then and even now was when I was 14. I was walking back from school with some friends, via a shortcut. It was raining and a fully covered face guy in a rain jacket, grabbed me, pinched me hard on my privates, spoke a few harsh words and biked away.

The pain of that pinch, still hurt me with a stream of endless tears.

***

The unfolding of images continued, and got more intense. This one happened when I was 16.

Me and my elder sister were on a summer break at a resort, with my father's cousin sisters and their families. So it was the two of us with one aunt in one room and the other aunt, her husband along with kids in another. Once I was alone in my room, the aunt's husband came, pinched my buttock, winked and walked away. I was shocked by his actions and uneasy with the strange way he looked at me throughout the day.

The next day when he found me alone, he asked for a kiss on his lips by bending forward and closer. I ran down to my sister, told her what had happened and nervously stuck to her till the end of the trip.

After few days, the same uncle with his family visited our home and his looks kept me feeling uneasy. I was preparing for exams and everyone except me went to a neighbor's home to see their colored TV. On hearing the door bell after ten minutes, with books in my hand I opened the door for this uncle. Suddenly, he asked me to kiss him again in the same strange way and this time I was shivering. I immediately ran to my mother, sitting in the neighbor's house and told her about it, in her ears. She told me to keep quiet about it, not to tell my dad about it, for he will stop this uncle from visiting. I was scared, confused and stayed back there at our neighbor's home, holding on to my mother's hand. Once my uncle came back to our neighbor's home, I came home with my mother to calm myself down.

The shivering of my whole body resent those shivers down my body, as his dark face emerged.

***

The last one emerged after a few days and it was of a senior prof. hugging me repeatedly, whenever we were alone, when I was 24.

There was a shortage of computers in our group room and therefore a long wait to run each program. So he suggested that I use PC, in his room, whenever he was out, to prevent delays in my work. Sometimes, he would be back and I would still be working on the test problem. Often, he would come in, shut the door and hug me tight so that my entire upper body would squeeze.

As the energy of that forced hug resurfaced, I broke down.

BACK TO PRESENT

Revisiting now, to me it was like a tearful cleansing of those sedimented impressions in the new Light, which I now, experience during meditation.

Now, I wish, that back then, I had the awareness to know what all that really meant. Now, I wish I had the courage to bring up, whatever was bothering me in the presence of their wives.

Now, I forgive each one of those anonymous and known molesters in my life and pray that they get connected to their Source and not repeat it ever again with any other girl.

Now, I am glad I revisited my past and healed a wound, decaying for over decades.

ON SECOND THOUGHTS

After two days, another thought about past unfolded, as a first thought on waking up.

It was my extreme-and-constant uneasiness, when I would step out of home, on sensing that as I walk, there are vicious looks from street-side romeos scanning my entire body and following me everywhere.

When this thought and the corresponding feeling surfaced, it struck me like a hammer and I realized that of all the uneasy moments, constant unspoken ogling by lechers (surrounding me in Delhi) was something that bothered me, THE MOST.

After the morning meditation ended, I heard a clear voice admitting that, "Perhaps, US is indeed a safer place to raise my daughter.”

That morning, after over 11 years, I embraced America (with a smile) for the first time, as my new home.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Series versus Parallel Circuit (poem)

He process one thought at a time,

and,

she has many running in parallel.



He chooses to communicate via email,

and,

she prefers to talk sitting face to face.



He keeps his sorrows locked to himself,

and,

she shares her joy or tears with friends.



He analyzes how the baby got into trauma,

and,

she tires to comfort the baby suffering pain.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Morning Kiss (poem)

Just as,

frosted grass melts in Sun,

my darkness melts in the Light within.


Just as,

freezing grass patches long,

my heaviness longs to feel Lighter.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Nothing is Discrete (poem)

From violet to red in rainbow,

the colors,

blend softly.


From low to high in radio,

the volume,

is controlled smoothly.


From cold to hot in cooking,

the temperature,

is increased continuously.


From good to bad in judging,

a perspective,

is evolved relatively.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Catch my Ball (poem)

I throw the ball to my friends,

one of them catches it easily,

another just misses the catch,

and the third one complains.


I share experiences with all,

few are able to understand,

others simply do not get it,

while some just get furious.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I Am God (poem)

I Am bright Sunlight,

no paper can block me.



I Am Niagara falls,

no boat can stop me.


I Am fertile Soil,

no spit can dirty me.


I Am omnipotent God,

no intentions can harm me.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Replacing Ingredients (prayer)

Dear Krishna,

Scrape off Darkness,
and substitute Light.

Broom away Anger,
and sprinkle Prayers.

Uproot every Desire,
and fill Contentment.

Erase each Expectation,
and overwrite Surrender.

With Gratitude,
Gunjan

***
Aum Tat Sat

A Blessing in Disguise (poem)

Pain,

like blood,

is Universal.


Pain,

unlike wealth,

Connects hearts.


Pain,

like teacher,

aids Learning.


Pain,

unlike health,

leads to Surrender.


***
Aum Tat Sat

Why Desire? (poem)

Desires when fulfilled, lead to more desires.

Desires when unfulfilled, lead to frustration.

Either way it distracts me away from peace.

So if my goal is calmness then why desire?

***
Aum Tat Sat

There is Always a Choice (poem)

In silence I could hear,

refrigerator's humming,

the wall clock's ticking,

and, the birds chirping.


In silence I had a choice to

complain about humming,

ignore the endless ticking,

or enjoy the sweet chirping.


***
Aum Tat Sat

Love is in the Air (poem)

When I shut my eyes,

I feel,

Krishna's warm gaze.


When I watch grazing cows,

I sense,

Krishna's presence in vicinity.


When I see mountain ranges,

I hear,

Krishna's calling open arms.


When I observe the glowing Sun,

I find,

Krishna's Discus radiating security.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Twig Floating Down the Stream (poem)

In the mid afternoon meditation, I found myself contemplating about my wish to visit an Ashram in India, longing to meet dear ones in India and frustrations with my sick body in US.

In that moment, I heard, “Float like a twig in the stream. Enjoy the journey in the stream of Lord Krishna. Each moment as it is now, is what Krishna has chosen for me. If I really love Krishna, then I will love all that He is arranging for me each moment, including the sickness. There is no need to wish or to ask, for He knows all my needs and is doing the needful. Just Trust Destiny and its Creator, Krishna.”

Then, I visualized myself becoming a twig, which has surrendered to the fresh, clear down stream of Krishna. In my beautiful journey, I am crossing pebbles, rocks and saying bye to the stationary trees. I am joyous, for I am with Krishna. Nothing else mattered in that moment.

I came out of the mediation feeling content, with no more wishing to wish anything.

***

I aspire to,

splash in water, like a naughty child,

bounce off rocks, like an expert gymnast,

trust the direction of stream, like a new baby,

and flow with the contentment, like being with God.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Freeze The Moment (poem)

Dear Krishna,

Come out of those shadows,

Play your melodious flute,

Open your closed eyelids,

And then freeze the moment.

***
Aum Tat Sat

My First Love Letter (poem)

My Dear Krishna,


I am crying,

to feel your presence.


I am longing,

to get your embrace.


I am craving,

to look into your eyes.


I am living,

to live in your arms.


Seeking your sacred love,

Gunjan

***

Aum Tat Sat

Mutual Inductance (poem)

In Physics, Inductance is the property of an electrical circuit, where a change in the current flowing through a circuit induces a force (called, EMF) which opposes the change, which is causing it.

When a coil of current induces such an opposition to the current flow in a near by coil, it is called mutual-inductance. An everyday electrical application of this concept is transformer.

However, in everyday life, I observe that someone else's energy starts influencing my own energy. And I land up behaving, just like the other person; as if I have no control over myself. My behavior becomes like, what I dislike in the other person.

To paraphrase, I need to watch out when I start complaining, for that is the point when I can switch off the vicious tornado of my reaction.

And the moral is, Let Them Be.

***

When he loses his temper, I complain.

And when I begin complaining, I automatically start brooding.

Once inside that vicious-brooding spiral, I get swamped by self pity.

And once self-pity plunges on me, I helplessly start losing my own temper.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Self Inductance (poem)

In Physics, Inductance is the property of an electrical circuit, where a change in the current flowing through that circuit induces a force (called, EMF) which in turn, opposes the change which is causing it (that is change in current).

When a coil of current in induces such an opposition to its own current flow, it is called self-inductance.

When I was contemplating about this poem, it became clear how my resistance aides the thoughts, I wish to resist.

To paraphrase, it is a sheer waste of energy trying to resist any thought.

And the moral is, Let All Thoughts Be.

***

When I resist a thought, I push.

And each time I push, I use my force.

But when I force, I consume my energy.

Since energy transfers, it strengthens what I resist.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Questioning Nature (poem)

Today, I had sore throat and therefore could not talk at all. I was experiencing a forced shut up, but somewhere I was complaining, until I saw these in nature. Now, I now, it is God's will for me to not talk for some time and accept it gracefully.

***

Leaves fall quietly,

but,

Why can't I work silently?


Sun shines alone,

but,

Why can't I enjoy solitude?


Rainbow smiles at everyone,

but,

Why can't I be nice to everybody?


Bud blossoms in Spring,

but,

Why can't I wait till its time?

***
Aum Tat Sat

Heart Versus Mind (poem)

Reflection and shadow,

both,

need light.


Reflection is bright details,

whereas,

shadow is a dark outline.


Reflection shows the shadow,

but,

shadow can not show reflection.


Conspicuous in the inherent light,

heart reflects,

mind shadows.
***

Aum Tat Sat

Nature's Laws (poem)

The circumstances can ruin plans,

but,

seeking with Universe re-arranges.



The emotions can dispel peace,

but,

getting Detached revives clarity.



The frustrations can stir reactions,

but,

becoming an Observer is calming.

***

Aum Tat Sat

The Completeness (poem)

I am hugging you,

with my chin,

tucked on your shoulder blade.



You are squeezing me,

with your chin,

rubbing against my cheek.



I am screaming,

with pouring tears,

making your shirt all wet.



You are caressing,

with extreme tenderness,

my hair and my upper back.


***

Aum Tat Sat

Algorithm for Seeking Forever (poem)

Step 1: With constant filtering, I think.



Step 2: With a higher awareness, I long.



Step 3: With a deep craving, I seek.



Step 4: With this clarity, I iterate.

***

Aum Tat Sat

On Approaching a Blind Corner (poem)

For this divine-eternal journey,



the car's Steering is,

Firm Faith,



the Headlight is,

Inherent Light,



the Accelerator is,

Follow the Clarity.



and the Brake is,

Stop Complaining,


***

Aum Tat Sat

All Circumstances are Perfect (poem)

When I see a chance to grow,
When I hear the subtle signal,
When I allow Spirit to shine,
Then everything seems perfect.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Love is God (poem)

Love is lovely, no matter
at what age it happens,
where it happens, and
for who ever it happens.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Reborn (poem)

All through my life, I thought form mind, spoke through mouth, heard from ears and touched with hands. But ever since, I have found this new connection, in this re-birth, this is what I have become.

***
Thinking from the heart,

Speaking from the eyes,

Hearing the subtle sound,

And touching with hugs.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Longing Led to Calmness (poem)

This morning, I was missing Amma tearfully, and just then I remembered her words, “love, but without any attachment.” Within seconds, I was filled with a warm contentment.

***
Longing with loud tears.

Remembered Her words, "Love without attachment".

Smiled in the Calmness.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Let Everything Be (poem)

Let people be.

Let circumstances be.

Let thoughts be.

Let spirit be.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Before Resisting, Allow (poem)

Before resisting, allow.

Before judging, stop.

Before acting, be honest.

Before reacting, reflect.


***

Aum Tat Sat

I am Grandpa, I am Mother (chant)

This chant is a nth sequel to the chant “I am Love, I am Joy”.

These lines came up during my solitary walk this morning, when I realized that sometimes , the God within cheers me up like my grandfather, and sometimes embraces me like my comforting mother. Then other times God listens to me like my best friend and then some times God hugs me like a true lover.

Singing this chant (like its predecessors) anywhere or anytime, helps me in focusing scattered thoughts.

***

I am Grandpa, I am Mother,
I am Friend, I am Lover,
I am Yours, I am You,
I Am I Am.

***

Aum Tat Sat

The 90 second Rule (poem)

When I blame him,

for hurting my feelings,

and retrieve within.


Then, I calm down,

on realizing that,

the, I within, is fine.

***

Aum Tat Sat

I is Observing Myself (poem)

When someone's words stab me,

and tears are ready to pour out,

then, I call God, for Guidance,

and watch, myself easing out.


When a longing takes over me,

and howling begins with tears,

then, I call God, for Love,

and sense, myself getting hugged.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Choosing Fulfillment (poem)

O God, keep me,
off the ladder of worldly desires,
for each step, leads to, higher anxiousness.

O God, keep me,
on the treadmill of seeking within,
for each step, leads to, a deeper fulfillment.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Paradox (poem)

Before this Sunday's group mediation, I was taking a walk next to a lake and admired mountains and trees for their aloofness to their surroundings.

During the meditation, I smelt a strong oil from someone's hair. Since the meditation had started, I could not move away.

However, during the meditation, I successfully, learned to turn off my nose.

Then, on Monday, I went to meet Amma.

When she arrived, everyone closed their eyes to meditate.

Just then, I felt an infant crawling over my feet and her toddler sister turning sharp corners of her book, on top of my arm.

While meditating, with disgust I asked, “How can both their parents close their eyes peacefully, and let their kids bother me?”

No answer.

Then I asked, “What do I do amidst this disturbance?”

This time I heard, “Let them be.”

When I tried doing it, the infant surprisingly crawled away and the noisy sharp pages did not bother me as much.



***


When,

I feel curbed,

sitting still, I seek,

“What do I do amidst this?”



Then,

I see mountain,

nurturing the cows,

amidst, factory pollution.



Then,

I watch trees,

cooling the drivers,

amidst, stressful traffic.





***



Aum Tat Sat

A Million Dollar Question (poem)

After attending my friends wedding, I could not stop myself asking this question.

***

The bride and the groom were full of joy.

The family and the friends were smiling.


Everyone had pushed their sorrows back.

Why don't we try doing this all the time?

***
Aum Tat Sat

Trust the Trust (poem)

Trust in universe's plan.

Trust each unfolding.

Trust the arrangement.

Trust in simply being.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Lovely Characteristics (poem)

Love, like a longing, calls.

Love, like force, overcomes.


Love, like a herb, heals.

Love, like warmth, soothes.


Love, like a star, twinkles.

Love, like bells, echoes.


Love, like a friend, cares.

Love, like mother, gives.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Stable Equilibrium (poem)

Embrace each thought, without judging.

Embrace each person, as a complete package.

Embrace each moment, without resisting.

Embrace each challenge, as a chance to grow.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Conserve Energy (poem)

Choose least resistive path.

Select least crowded route.

Circumvent chaos to peace.

Find guidance from within.

***

Aum Tat Sat

The Winds of Desire (poem)

Back then,

like a leaf,

I followed its direction.



Next time,

like a stem,

I struggled not to fly.



Later,

like a branch,

I swayed with it.



Now,

like the trunk,

I let it touch and go.



One day,

like the root,

I will stay untouched.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Who is it? (poem)

Sometimes, it keeps me awake,

and just asks me the answer.


Sometimes, it wakes me up early,

and simply gives me the answer.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Guru (poem)

He who presses my hot buttons,

shows me, that I am still reacting.


He who turns on my desires,

points me, that I am still longing.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Fall and the Spring (poem)

Let desires loosen,

Let attachments detach,

Let judgments fall,

But, let Spirit stay green.


Let awareness sprout.

Let courage emerge.

Let true love blossom.

But, let Spirit stay green.

***

Aum Tat Sat

As Two Souls Unite (poem)

This was written for my childhood friend, who is getting married on Nov. 21 the second time. I think she has a lot of courage.

Hats off to her with this prayer.

***




In this journey,

I pray,

that your souls,



complete each other,

when close,

but care for each other, always,



melt in each other's gaze,

in public,

but miss each other's warmth, always,



hear each other's silence,

over the phone,

but listen to each other intently, always,



hug each other tearfully,

in pain,

but smile thinking about each other, always.



***
Aum Tat Sat

The Terminating Ring (poem)

I give up, cheering his grieving spirit.

In that helplessness, I become quiet.

I sense, loudly his unshared yearning.

In that stillness, another phone rings.

***

Aum Tat Sat

The Blank Farewell (poem)

The phone rings: a blank call.

The next time, I feel disgusted.

The third time: I sense his bye.

To end it, I disconnect quietly.

***

Aum Tat Sat

What can be Heard in Silence? (poem)

In silence over the phone, a Mother can hear child's pain.


In silence between connected souls, the hearts speak openly.


In silence of an early morning, Nature whispers its truths.


In silence during meditation, Divine light communicates.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Embracing Contentment (poem)

With blankness,

quietly, I step towards her.



I find calling arms,

my forehead her chest.



Without any tears,

periodically, I burst out.



I become an electron,

inside a complete circuit.



***

Aum Tat Sat

A Quiet Connection (poem)

Unspoken insecurities,

over the phone.



She asks me to rush home:

silent conversations.



Then,

in her quiet presence.



Now,

Divine in meditation.



***
Aum Tat Sat

Goal is Merging with God (poem)

A fun quiz in an email asked me, “WHAT IS YOUR GOAL IN LIFE?”

It took me a while to reflect and answer this, but I heard myself saying “To merge with God.”.

The next day after meditation, I realized how to pursue it.

But, the struggle came, in writing about it, as if, I were fearing mockery.

Finally, after hearing a devotional prayer, I got the courage to put this together, after several hours of discomfort. The words inside, finally reached the keyboard.

God, it is hard to be honest, even to myself.

***

For this divine-eternal journey,

the Car's steering is Firm Faith,

the Key is Be Honest Pure Self,

the Fuel is Give What's Needed,

the GPS is the Inherent Light,

the Brake is Stop Finding Fault,

the Accelerator is Sensing God,

and Route is to Let Spirit Rule.

***

Aum Tat Sat

I Am a Part of God (poem)

I was at a profound talk at East ad West Bookshop, where the speaker talked about trying to see Spirit in all relations. Later, after meditation, this surfaced.

***
I am a part of God, and so is each and every person in my life.

They too, like me, are evolving out of their own imperfections.

So, it just does not make any sense at all, for me to judge them.

Instead, I should be grateful, for they are aiding my practice.

***
Aum Tat Sat

While I am writing (poem)

In the programming languages (like, Basic, C, C++ or Fortran); a “while” loop checks the condition in the parentheses ( ) and as long as the condition is true, it keeps on executing the commands within the curly braces { }.

Now, I am feeling inspired to be in this powerful “while ( ) loop” to keep on writing for the rest of my life. Since I wish it be an infinite loop, therefore I intentionally put no check for any condition. As a result, by default it holds always true and three steps keep on repeating forever.

***
While (I am writing)
{
With trust in the Source, I reflect.
With scientific Presence, I observe.
With dedication to Spirit, I write.

Continue?
}

***
Aum Tat Sat

Trust, Believe and Know (poem)

Trust,

that circumstances can ruin plans,

but,

seeking with Universe re-arranges.



Believe,

that emotions can dispel peace,

but,

staying Detached revives clarity.



Know,

that frustrations can stir reactions,

but,

becoming an Observer is calming.


***

Aum Tat Sat

It is Time to Grow (poem)

Trees don't cry while shedding, for they know, new are coming.


Leaves don't cry while falling, for they know, it is time to leave.




I need to let old thinking ways go, for I know, new are emerging.


I need to be accept changes openly, for I know, it is time to grow.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Love is Happening Everywhere (poem)

Love is happening, where Sunlight kisses a flower and it starts blossoming.

Love is happening, where Breeze caresses ocean and its waves start dancing.

Love is happening, where Sky embraces stars and their eyes start twinkling.

Love is happening, where one heart prays for the other and starts connecting.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Eternal versus Transitory (poem)

Peace is eternal whereas sorrow and happiness are transitory.

The free spirit is eternal whereas its packaging is transitory.


Connecting within is eternal whereas attachment is transitory.

Seeking God is eternal whereas pursuing desires is transitory.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Nature telling Me? (poem)

Breeze is telling me to stay cool in all circumstances.

Lake is telling me that ripples are only on the surface.


Tree is telling me to just give for the sake of giving.

Bird is telling me to enjoy and grow in each moment.


Sky is telling me to stay constantly open to changes.

Mountain is telling me to always be firmly grounded.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Contentment? (poem)

Contentment, is what a mother feels, while nursing her infant.

Contentment, is what a painter feels, after depicting a moment.


Contentment, is what a writer feels, while emptying the heart.

Contentment, is what a devotee feels, after blissful meditation.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Divine Thought is the Leash (poem)

Suddenly, around the corner, a dog jumped upon me.

But, the master immediately pulled back the leash.

And, later the dog was set free inside a fenced park.


Suddenly, it struck me, that I am the master of myself.

But, to keep myself focused; remembrance is the leash.

And, during meditation, in divine light let myself be.

***
Aum Tat Sat

This is Life (poem)

This is life, where one night I see Obama mourning,
but on the next night, I see him celebrating victory.

This is life, where I feel sad about a friend's divorce,
but I feel happy about another friend's re-marriage.

This is life, where I not only sense sorrow and joy,
but also, I sense myself reacting to circumstances.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Penetrate Chaos to Seize Peace (poem)

Change Frustrations into Inspirations.

Let Attachment become Remembrance.

Convert Clamping into desired Growth.

Penetrate Chaos to seize THE PEACE.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Stop Being a Victim (poem)

Stop Opposing self and others.

Stop Judging self and others.



Stop Seeking help from others.

Stop Being a victim of others.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Love Keeps Giving (poem)

When loving begins,
it pours out as a Force,
it seeks only the Spirit,
and then keeps Giving.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Surrendering Leads to Peace (poem)

This morning, I woke up with the idea that all Peace is within.

During meditation, I reflected on my past experiences, as to how being attached to people leads me towards confusion and how surrendering my thoughts leads me towards Peace.

Since, I clearly know that my goal in life is Peace. Now, I also know one of the paths to to get there.

The secret path is to keep on surrendering my attachments (within the first 90 seconds of shooting out), and clamping their growth into a vicious tree.

***

Attachment leads to Longing,
Longing leads to Expectations,
Expectations lead to Frustration,
And Frustrations lead to Chaos.

Surrendering leads to Honesty,
Honesty leads to Truthfulness,
Truthfulness leads to Courage,
And Courage leads to Peace.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Frame of Reference (poem)

This morning during meditation it occurred to me that my true self, the observer (called I) is separate from myself (which is always being observed).

I remembered, how the first day when my back got injured, my body suffered excruciating nerve pain. In that moment, for the first time, I actually observed myself crying in pain. Looking back, it feels as if there was a distinct observer sitting somewhere within me, who was observing silently. Just like people passing by watch an accident on the road, without experiencing the pain of the victim.

Also, I remembered that when I was expressing my heart felt feelings in an extremely emotional moment, there was a distinct (though a) part of me which was speaking those deeply felt words. Again, I was merely an observer, hearing a part of me (called myself) uttering those words.

All these years, I was not aware of it.

I pray that I am able to observe my passive self and my reacting self in not-so-extreme circumstances too.



***


The other day,

I saw myself crying,

in excruciating, nerve pain.



Another day,

I heard myself speaking,

heart felt feelings, desperately.



Recently,

I realized that,

circumstances, only, affect myself.



Now,

I am aware that,

a passive self, I, is observing myself.


***
Aum Tat Sat

All Guidance is Shining Within (poem)

This morning I woke up with a first thought that, seek from Infinite. While still in bed, I realized that when I seek support from finite people around me, I get finite support. But if I really wish to seek infinite support, all I need to do is seek it from the Infinite residing within.

It is as simple as that.

During the meditation, the following evolved.

***

All Guidance is shining within,

All Support is waiting to hold within,

All Knowledge is stacked within,

Therefore, Seek from Infinite within.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Surrender, Listen and Give (Poem)

Surrender all thoughts, irrespective of right or wrong, for they all arise from Within.

Listen to the forceful or soft voice, whether it makes sense or not, for that is Awakening.

Give compassion to all beings, without judging them as good or bad, for we are all One.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Let Peace Prevail (poem)

Let space be created , by getting rid of extra clothing.

Let only needs be met, by getting rid of excess gadgets.


Let clarity rule, by getting rid of extraneous thoughts.

Let peace prevail, by getting rid of desired expectations.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Uncertainty is Certain (Poem)

The only thing that is certain is uncertainty.

The only thing that is constant is change.

The only thing that is absolute is peace.

The only thing that is perennial is spirit.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Fear? (poem)

Fear is like an alarm, which monitors danger.

Fear is a tree, which is rooted purely in intuition.


Fear is like dense fog, which blocks all clarity.

Fear is a problem, which can be solved with Faith.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Bliss Keeps on Happening (poem)

When a heart feels connected,

a few words keep on echoing,

tearful eyes keeps on longing,

a warmth keeps on flowing,

desires keep on surrendering,

and bliss keeps on happening.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Growing During a Change (poem)

I was resisting a change in my life, and therefore struggling. I was unhappy and perturbed.

During meditation, it occurred to me that, when one resists something, it increases manifold. Also, a change is inevitable in life, for in nature everything is constantly changing. The stars, the moon, the Sun and the Earth are constantly moving. The trees, the grass, the plants are constantly growing. So, nature is inspiring me to accept the changes, finding a way for personal growth during the change, and transmuting it towards a wishful change.

And this is possible by first halting all resistances. Secondly, letting everything happen. Thirdly, emptying all that is stored inside mind and heart. Fourthly, by being open to receiving all that it wishes me to learn. Lastly, finding the joy in the process.

Today, on this Indian festival of lights, called Diwali,
I PRAY THAT ALL BEINGS BE BLESSED TO ACCEPT THE CHANGE IN DIVINE LIGHT.

***

Change is the only thing constant in life,

So, simply accept it with a genuine smile,

Search a way to grow during the change,

And, then convert it into a wishful change.

***
Aum Tat Sat

How Does Love Feel? (poem)

Love feels Naive, for it innocently Happens.

Love feels like a Force, for it leads to Surrender.


Love feels Pure, for it seeks only the Spirit.

Love feels like God, for it is sacred to the Heart.

***

Aum Tat Sat

How Does a Prayer Work? (poem)

When my son was in preschool, one day he was coughing a lot. I wanted him to be given the cough syrup but the preschool needed paperwork from the hospital.

After making several anxious phone calls/messages to the doctor's office, I realized that the paperwork would not be faxed before his nap time.

In that moment, I resorted to what works best for me, which is Praying. Leaving phone aside, I started praying for my son's peaceful sleep.

When I picked him up in the AN, the teacher told me that he slept fine without coughing at all. I smiled within, and thanked God silently.

Recently, I was listening to another parents concern regarding her 4 year old son. I immediately shared this story with her and later when I reflected upon how I have experienced (first hand) things getting arranged, this following poem surfaced.

***

Prayer works most efficiently, when it is requested for someone else.

Prayer heals very quickly, when it is addressed by someone who loves.


Prayer arranges everything smoothly, when it arises out of necessity.

Prayer gets answered immediately, when it is made for seeking clarity.

***
Aum Tat Sat

A Physicist Responds (India Currents)

Here is the link to letter to the editor (India Currents) about "What is a person of scientific temper to do about all these gurus?” (“A Rationalist’s Dilemma,” India Currents, August 2008) at

http://www.indiacurrents.com/news/view_article.html?article_id=27c7ce632d6423f405dfab9c274eb2cf&this_category_id=109

Surrendering to God (poem)

During this morning's meditation, I realized that God is the only one who knows me completely inside out and therefore is controlling my circumstances in such a way that it will only foster my growth.

God is asking me to empty all that I have in my mind and heart and encouraging me to trust the process.

When I heard this, I knew that nothing can ever harm me.

And the following words poured out in complete Surrender.

***

To God, who is arranging for each one of my needs lovingly, I Surrender.

To God, who is teaching me to accept uncertainties smilingly, I Surrender.


To God, who is prodding me to offer all actions in divine trust, I Surrender.

To God, who is controlling my thoughts as well as my destiny, I Surrender.

***
Aum Tat Sat

How to pursue one's love? (poem)

My 5 year old son loves cooking. Yesterday, he insisted on cutting onions even though his eyes were constantly watering. When I asked him to leave it in a firm voice, he protested (almost crying), “But, I love cutting onions.”

Knowing that the nature of onions cannot be changed, I brainstormed to somehow keep him happy. Just then an idea flashed. I asked him to pull out his exploring, geologist big-bulky glasses (from a science project kit), which completely covers the eye so that nothing external can slide in, while providing a clear vision.

It was a happy moment for me, to watch my son cut, extremely patiently and carefully those thin slices of onions. Being able to pursue what he loves surely made him happy.

This poem surfaced during this morning's meditation, after reflecting on how I myself and kids or adults around me find happiness by pursuing what they love.

***

Pursue love for cooking by cutting onions wearing goggles.

Pursue love for acting by enacting alone or amidst people.


Pursue love for an instrument by playing it while waiting.

Pursue love for writing by scribbling ideas while cooking.


Pursue love for connecting through single minded seeking.

Pursue love for dear people by sending it out through God.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What happens in True Love? (poem)

I was talking to some friends about reading (in “ There is no other” by Swami Chetanananda) that one can sense God in nature, silence and true love. We all agreed upon Nature and Silence but wondered, “What happens in True love?”

From, my limited experience, I feel true love is this.

***

In true love, one constantly prays for the other.

In true love, one understands the other's silence.

In true love, one can sense the pain of the other.

In true love, one gives without any expectations.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Give Love to be Loved (Poem)

I was reflecting on one of the best times of my life. I remembered, I was most happy when I was loving and friendly to almost the entire college. There was laughter, joy and no worries.

Then, as I allowed the pressure of studies or family to overtake, I started becoming clamped and unhappy.

Perhaps, somewhere, I started limiting my own energy within a box. I allowed my free spirit to get confined inside a stuffy box.

At 40, I find myself pressed under tons of responsibilities and uncertainty. But, after this morning's, meditation, I feel like promising myself to start singing once again, a song that my heart is longing to sing, wherever I am. Plus making efforts to go out and meet friends I wish to be with, talking about our dreams and laughing while watching Charlie Chaplin with kids.

But, now, unlike at age 18, I wish to do all this while staying connected to my God within and facing whatever is arising, while loving, singing and laughing.

This poem is like a guideline for me to follow, drawn from Within.

***

If possible give Love to be loved, else send out Prayers.

If possible Interact to get enriched, else Share writings.

If possible be with Nature to connect, else Visualize it.

If possible Converse within for guidance, else be Quiet.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Just Let It Be (poem)

I was reflecting about a wide variety of emotions, from thoughts to fears, to taking a stand or even allowing spirit to rule over mind, that I experience pretty often. I realized that most of the thoughts and emotions can be ignored but some really bothersome ones need to be addressed, in higher awareness.

Most of the time it is my own resistance while opposing them or at other instances, getting swayed away that actually drains me out.

But if for a change, instead of resisting, if I let all that is happening, happen and watch it, while staying focused on God, perhaps I will be able to discover something hidden in them and will be released from the "trouble" contained in them.

This poem surfaced in the early morning, during meditation, as if my soft voice was telling me all this.

***

Let thoughts arise.

Let heart speak.


Let fears surface.

Let courage pop.


Let stands be taken.

Let love be given.


Let spirit awaken.

Let path be shown.


***
Aum Tat Sat

What Happens Sometimes? (poems)

Sometimes, a few moments seem longer than hours.

Sometimes, a path becomes visible in the darkness.


Sometimes, two words can speak more than sentences.

Sometimes, silence connects deeper than conversations.


Sometimes, hugs can be experienced in meditation.

Sometimes, peace can be received during Surrender.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I am Being Done (poem)

In the two last days, the circumstances seemed to be extremely harsh. And to save myself, I really needed to take some drastic steps.

But, then I sensed as if a sincere prayer shifted the direction of the storm heading towards me.
It reconfirmed my faith in “Universe arranging things for me” and brought to light a new awareness that I am always, simply being done.

The following poem, came out as a joyful-tearful-thanks to all those who prayed for me .

***

I am not really thinking my own thoughts,
for, Circumstances keep on changing them.

I am not truly speaking from my own heart,
for, Destiny is simply announcing its plans .

I am not exactly the doer of my creativity,
for, Source is the actual, humble performer.

I am not even worried about my problems,
for, now, I know that I am just being Done.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What are tears saying? (poem)

While wiping my tears during meditation, I remembered my own tears of joy and sadness, of contentment and fear, under different circumstances.

Also, I reflected on the moments when I observed others tears around me.

It was amazing that these tiny, transparent, moist drops communicate a wide variety of our feelings even when coming out of the same set of eyes.

Here, is a poem dedicated to those who have the courage to listen to their heart and allow these precious pearls to cleanse their eyes, heart and the mind; without caring for others opinion.

***

Tears say, “Hurray!”, when a heart felt wish gets fulfilled.

Tears say, “I need your attention!”, when an infant wakes up.


Tears say, “I love you!”, when a heart is longing for someone.

Tears say, “Don't do this to me!”, when a child resists punishment.


Tears say, “Feels better now!”, when courage pours out the truth.

Tears say, “Why, me (or my...)?”, when an adult complains to God.


Tears say, “God, help me!”, when a dense fog masks clarity.

Tears say, “Thank God!”, whenever a prayer gets answered.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What feels like Peace? (poem)

I was extremely perturbed and kept on dealing with conflicting thoughts. I could not even sing any of my chants.

After sometime, when I could finally sit down to meditate. I felt peace, remembering Amma (the hugging saint) in the following forms.

***

Peace felt like the shade of a cool tree.

Peace felt like the calmness of a still lake.

Peace felt like an umbrella in heavy rain.

Peace felt as if I were in Amma's embrace.

***
Aum Tat Sat

New Family (poem)

Every morning when I step out for my morning walk and sense the Nature, I hear myself saying involuntarily, “What could be better than this?”.

I feel an instant connection with the orange clouds, the pink sky, the dancing leaves, the singing birds, the cool breeze, the wet grass and the invisible Sun. I feel in that moment that I am indeed a part of God's family.

This poem, surfaced while taking my morning walk and realizing that, now, I can never be lonely.
For, now, the Nature, like a caring family is nurturing my spiritual growth, just as my family and friends nurtured my physical, mental and emotional growth.



***


Widespread grass, feels like, my Mother's open arms,

And warm Sun, feels like, my Father's loving pats.



Changing clouds, feel like, my Brother's innovative teasing,

And swaying leaves, feel like, my Sister's warm greeting.



Chirping birds, feel like, my best Friend's cheerful singing,

And caressing breeze, feels like, a Blessed cheek kissing.



Blue sky, feels like, my Grandpa's constant encouraging,

And blossoming buds, feel like, my True nature's unfolding.




***

Aum Tat Sat

Seeking from the Infinite (poem)

These days, when I am interacting with some of my old friends, I feel I am drifting away from them. Sometimes, I wish to end the conversation right away, for I realize that there is nothing common to talk about, and other times their remarks (about my new path) put me off. Then there are some, who even try to pull me towards their path, which now seems uninteresting. During these interactions, I get drained and feel that I have wasted my energy.

Then on other occasions, I also meet a group of completely new friends, who are walking my path; we resonate and support each other.

Now, that I am sure, I am walking the right path, I pray that my bothersome old friends get connected within. I seek that I find courage to tell them lovingly why I am walking away (to those who try to distract me off my path), and discover calmness to stay centered while sending out compassion (towards those who make disrespectful comments).

Old friends are still welcome in my life, if they wish to walk with me or respect my journey walking their own path.

The mantra of Spirituality of being open in mind and heart, holds good not only to generate compassion and look at every situation lovingly, but also in filtering out people in my life.

The following poem surfaced as a result of some of my recent uneasy interactions with old friends.

***

I am feeling God's love, because, I am connecting to my own Source.


I am walking God's path, because, I am praying for Divine guidance.


I am giving God's love, because, I am following the Supreme force.


I am sensing God's protection, because, I am seeking from the Infinite.


***

Aum Tat Sat

What I am Not? (poem)

Yesterday, night I attended a wonderful talk about life, death and astral world. During this morning's meditation, I realized that all my manifestations are NOT really me. These manifestations are housing my real me, my imprinted soul, which is sometimes free to move around (as in Astral world) or sometimes resides inside a body (in this materialistic world). All that is visible is a wonderful, hi-tech house in which my soul resides. The cleanliness( hygiene), the maintenance(looks), the burglar/fire alarm (senses) are important for the presentable-packaging-and-protection of the soul which is residing within. I need to honor and take care of these manifestations much like a rental apartment instead of possessing it as my own home. And above all, reminding myself that, I am truly Not any of these.

***

I am Not my casual or fine clothes.

I am Not this pretty or pimpled face.

I am Not this trim or lumpy body.

I am Not this soft or rough skin.

I am Not this wise or weak mind.

I am Not this pink or red blood.

I am Not this deep or shallow breath.

I am Not these strong or weak bones.

I am Not these alert or craving senses.

I am Not this Ph. D. or untitled name.

I am Not this relaxed or stiff body.

I am Not anything, but a free spirit.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Courage? (poem)

Yesterday, my 10 year old daughter, communicated her frank opinion negating a derogatory comment (about someone else) made by an adult. In that moment, I realized that she had started discriminating between right and wrong. I felt very proud of her instant reaction, for it had put the inconsiderate speaker in an uncomfortable spot.

But, unfortunately, I did not find the courage to applaud her in that moment, for I got into the loop that my applauding (her) might hurt/upset/disrespect the speaker.

However, after, this early morning's meditation, I realized that I should have done that. Now, I know that courage is also finding the courage to support it (whenever or wherever I see it happening), in addition to acting courageously.

***

Courage is knowing that something is not correct and speaking fearlessly against it.

Courage is finding the courage to applaud other's inspiring actions, defying all barriers.

Courage is realizing the truth, upholding it and taking a doubt-free-firm stand for it.

Courage is sensing the authenticity in a moment and following the heart with conviction.

Courage is recognizing the Divine Force within and honoring it in complete Surrender.

***

Aum Tat Sat

The forceful force (poem)

I was sitting in meditation, seeking guidance from within. I broke down right at the beginning and as the crying increased, the clarity surfaced. It was a powerful moment, when I recognized the truth.

Then, I felt a strong force pushing me forward, blessing me with the courage which is much needed to take a stand for the truth.

***

It felt like a gushing force rising up,
as if lifting something along with it.

It flooded my whole being with tears,
which acted like magnifying lenses.

It showed me all that had always been there,
only waiting to be recognized and accepted.

It pushed me to spell out the truth,
which had long been suppressed.

It blessed me with a lingering contentment,
as if encouraging me to follow the calling.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is a dream? (poem)

Recently, my 10 year old daughter confided her dream in me. It was an extraordinary moment which happened in ordinary circumstances, when we were cooking dinner together on the stove and there was nobody else around us. While she was speaking, I saw it twinkling in her eyes.

Later, while thinking about it, I wondered about the magic of the dream. It made me question myself, how wonderful it would be, if everyone starts focusing on their dream(s) instead of the pain or problems?

I share this poem with a prayer, that this poem triggers the dreamer residing in the Universe.

***

To dream, is fostering a sacred wish.

A dream grows with each warm breath.

To dream, is to work without effort.

A dream is a prayer already in action.

***

Aum Tat Sat

While I am Seeking booklet of poems (published at IdeaIndia.com)

Dear Readers,

I take pride in sharing the news at the first booklet of 6 poems has been published at IdeaIndia.com on the following website.

http://www.ideaindia.com/product.php?catid=25

I seek your blessings, if you read through it and get back to me about it.


Kind Regards,
Gunjan

What is Giving? (poem)

Recently, one of my neighbor's mother, sent me a gift from India. My neighbor screamed out my name and told me about it, pausing her car in the middle of the traffic (from across the street). I was touched by the thought and with tears in my eyes, I almost danced on the street. In that moment, her mother illustrated me, what God urges me to do constantly, GIVING.

She truly is a giving person, for she showered me with a motherly hug, each time I met her (while she was here) and kept me in her loving thoughts (even when she was away).

This poem is dedicated to all those who give for the sake of giving, and thereby contribute a significant part in making this world a better place.

***

Giving is what God does.

Giving is all about caring.

Giving from heart spreads joy.

Giving is life's true goal.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I am Safe, I am Sound (chant)

I am Safe, I am Sound,
I am Clear, I am Calm,
I am Yours, I am You,
I am I AM.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Emancipating? (poem)

Emancipation is felt in the moments of

Loving without expecting any returns,

Courageously speaking from the heart,

Forgiving self and other's mistakes and,

Experiencing spirit overruling the mind.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I am God's (chant + audio)

I am God's, you are God's,
He is God's, she is God's,
Everyone is God's,
Nobody is mine.
***

To listen to this chant, click on the triangle above:




Aum Tat Sat

How does one express caring? (poem)

I was reflecting on some moments, when I was touched by the care expressed by others and when I conveyed it without saying it in words, “I care for you.” This is what surfaced from that reflection and those precious moments.

***

The caring can be expressed,

By honoring the message,

By scolding with concern,

By listening with attention,

By arguing with conviction,

By speaking the truth, and

By giving one's very best.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Fun? (poem)

One of my old friends called me up out of the blue and asked me, “How is life?”
I replied, “Its fun.”
She inquired,” What kind of fun?”
This is what I told her.

***

Fun is to feel the cool sprinkler water on face and hands.

Fun is to walk through the dried maple leaves in the park.

Fun is to listen to the melodious chirping of the birds.

Fun is to look at the joyful swaying of the leaves.

Fun is to cherish the gentle kissing of the cool breeze.

Fun is to able to enjoy all this, everywhere and at all times.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I am Safe, I am Sound (chant)

This chant is a sequel to “I am Love, I am Joy”, “I am Here, I am Now”, “I am Courage, I am Truth”.

The first line came up when my 5 year old son was feeling unsafe in his new school, and the second line when a big uncertainty got cleared up soon after my 40th birthday.

Singing this chant (like its predecessors) anywhere or anytime, helps me in replacing scattered thoughts with crystal clear thoughts.

***

I am Safe, I am Sound,
I am Clear, I am Calm.
I am Yours, I am You,
I am I AM.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is my goal? (poem)

My goal is to GIVE.

Because, I am God,

God is Love, and

Love is GIVING.

***
Aum Tat Sat

If Thoughts are Chosen (poem)

Now, I know that I am my thoughts, and that I am creating my life through each one of my thoughts.

Now, I have realized that thoughts are like waves, which propagate in all directions, carry leaves sitting on them and also hit the rocks. The only thing under my control is the choice of thought, which once set out simply spreads out, becomes amplified, affects my energy as well as interactions and then get fulfilled; whether I like it or not.

With this new awareness after reading a book (Creative Mind and Success by Ernest Holmes) and reflecting back on my memories; I choose to think that the following prayer gets fulfilled.

I pray, that I am able to focus each one of my thoughts towards my goals in higher awareness; and (if at times, I am not able to do so) I vomit out bothersome thoughts (out of my system) at the earliest through repeated meditation/writing/sketching or channelize any other thought (sweet or stimulating) towards the goal. DO NOT GET LURED BY THEM.

This poem surfaced gradually, as I read through this 63 page book in 3 days/nights. I send out my thanks to Ernest (for sharing his wisdom) and to God, for showing me this explosive awareness.

***

If (thoughts are chosen)
{
Visualize goals in them.
}
else
if (thoughts are pricking)
{
Just bottle them out.
}
else
{
Deflect them towards the goal.
}
***
Aum Tat Sat

Rejuvenating Relationships (poem)

The handle of an 11 year old most-used pan in the kitchen broke off. The pan was intact, but could no longer be used. I thought of getting a new one, but just then, discovered an unused pan with a brand new handle inside the kitchen. An idea flashed and led to replacing the broken handle with the new one. It enabled me to start re-using the old pan with the same ease, without having to get another one.

Somehow, I carried the old-pan-with-new-handle picture during meditation. It surfaced then that perhaps, the same analogy would work with some old-much-needed relationships in my life, which need rejuvenating.


***

Just as, a new handle can replace a broken one.

talking through God can replace the verbal one.


Just as, the new handle works for an old pan,

a new trust in God can rejuvenate relationships.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Needs and Wishes (poem)

This Monday morning (during meditation), I was reflecting about what I talked to my father (last night). It was about my wishing to talk less and lesser. This was news to my father, for I have always been a nonstop-chatter box.

I realized I have changed. So far, I enjoyed talking, but now, I find a joy in silence.

The following poem came out right after this meditation.

***

I need to filter my thoughts, for they get amplified.

I wish to constantly remember, that I am the GOD.


I need to watch my words, for they keep creating.

I wish to keep quiet, for I prefer tuning to the SELF.


I need to select my actions, for they consume energy.

I wish to aid, the flow of what's coming through ME.


***

Aum Tat Sat

Seeking security (poem)

On last Friday, my 5 year old son was extremely tired by 7 pm. I was still in the kitchen and he knew that it would take me at least an hour to be around him in his bedroom (upstairs). Listening to his body (which was dying to sleep) and his mind (which needed the security of my presence), he without talking about it, decided to hit the sofa. Looking at the way he was sleeping, I registered that security meant much more to him than the comfort and the coziness of the bed. In that moment, I remembered my childhood (around the same age) and then reflected on where do I seek security (now).

***

Recently, I observed my son sleeping on the sofa,

instead of his cozy bed, just because I was around.


I remembered, choosing to stay with my mother,

over a day-long trip with the rest of the family.


Presently, I sense nothing-can-harm-me security,

overriding my fears, only during deep meditation.


***

Aum Tat Sat

Who is a True Friend? (poem)

One day before my 40th birthday, I sat down writing down the names of friends to invite. Next, I wondered how many of them were true friends. While answering this question, I remembered some delicate moments with different friends. In tears, the following poem got written.

Today, when I have turned 40, I have a lot to thank God about and especially for blessing me with true friends.

This poem is dedicated to all dear and true friends in the world.

***

A true friend is someone,

who yells at me angrily, in disagreement

yet, runs to pick me up, when I stumble.


A true friend is someone,

who, despite having different priorities,

confides in me, everything, honestly.


A true friend is someone,

who keeps on telling me, I can do it,

and, listens to me, without judging.


A true friend is someone,

who is happy in my happiness,

and cares for me, in my pain.


A true friend is someone,

who is an absolute joy to be with,

and a blessing, which keeps giving.


***

Aum Tat Sat

All about God (prayer)

I wish, to constantly remember, the Infinite.

I hope, to carefully communicate, with Love.

I aspire, to convincingly write, about Divine.

I seek, to courageously follow, the Supreme.

I pray, to faithfully surrender, to the God.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Omnipresent God (poem)

I see God loving, when a mother embraces.

I watch God playing, when the squirrel hops.

I hear God singing, when the birds chirp.

I feel God kissing, when the breeze blows.

I observe God creating, when fresh leaves grow.

I sense God touching, when meditation ends.

***

Aum Tat Sat

What do I do? (poem)

The following words poured out after a tearful group meditation.

***

Long for,
Attach to, and
Expect from,
The God.

Share wisdom,
Give love, and
Be respectful,
Around.

***

Aum Tat Sat

At 40 Life Begins. (poem)

Most of my friends and siblings are 40 plus and I am soon going to join their gang.

There is a lot of anxiety, thrill and looking forward to at my end. For the first time, after decades, I am eager to celebrate my birthday, like my 5 year old son.

Here is this poem, which reveals some of my conversations.

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Before forty life is,
clearing the exams,
earning the degree(s),
finding the job,
getting married,
raising kids, and
settling down.

At around forty life,
has fresh eyes,
is more realistic,
turns adventurous,
finds new courage,
gets rooted, and
truly begins.

***

Aum Tat Sat

If circumstances are rough... (poem)

This poem came out this morning after meditation, when I was seeking guidance to overcome an anxious phase.

In this poem, I am trying to use a powerful if ... else conditional statement (as used in programming). It performs a check and if the condition in the braces ( ) holds true, it executes the statements within the first curly braces { } else, it performs the statements in the curly braces below else.

***


If (circumstances are rough)
{
Accept them in trust,
Focus on the wish,
Talk hopefully, and
Feel it happening.
}
else
{
Express gratitude,
Speak wisely, and
Share the joy.
}

***

Aum Tat Sat

Pimpled Face in the Mirror, Tell Me... (poem)

I was feeling conscious about all kinds of outbursts appearing on my face. The following Q and A session, took place yesterday morning (after meditation, when I looked at the mirror) between the two voices inside me.



***


Why do I worry about how I look?

For, this is how others judge me.



And how does other's opinion matter?

It matters, for, I interact with them.



Are those interactions so important?

No, nothing is more important than God.



So, people in my life don't matter?

Seeing, God in all, is what matters.



And, how do I get started?

By repeating, “I am God.”



***
Aum Tat Sat

Who am I? (poem)

I am the Divine Light, and
I watch, It illuminating my path.

I am the omnipresent Spirit, and
I sense, It greeting me everywhere.

I am a child, of the Universe, and
I see, It arranging for me lovingly.

I am a drop, of the God ocean, and
I feel, It surrounding me constantly.

***

Aum Tat Sat

I am Courage, I am Truth (chant + audio)

I am Courage, I am Truth,
I am Force, I am Pure,
I am Yours, I am You,
I am I AM.

***

Aum Tat Sat


To listen to this chant in my voice, please click on the green triangle:

What is Love? (poem)

Love is one of the basic needs for all living beings.

Love provides Supreme protection.

Love excavates one's best.

Love grows by giving.

Love is God.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Inspiring Kids (poem)

Inspiring Kids (poem)

When I am around kids, right from a baby to a 10 year old, I am in a different world. They have so much energy, courage, sensitivity to truth and semblance to God that I feel like simply watching them, all the time. They are constantly teaching me how simple life can really be. Here is something I have observed in them.

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How come kids are so naughty, yet innocent?

How come they can bike over the humps, yet not get injured?

How come even if they get injured, yet they have courage to try again?

How come they are manipulative in their dealings, yet straight forward in feelings?

How come they have frequent fights, yet can overcome them immediately?

How come they are so honest about their insecurities, yet seem so perfect?

How come they search for their treasure in the waste, yet behave like a king?

How come they consume my energy, yet inspire me to be like them?

***
Aum Tat Sat

Sustaining Relationships (poem)

This warm morning, after taking a walk up the ramp, I sat down to breathe under a huge tree. Soon, I closed my eyes and felt the cool breeze kissing my cheeks. I did not feel like coming out of that moment. When I allowed myself to follow that urge, the gentle strokes suggested this poem.

***

Just as, flowers need sunlight, air and water to bloom,
but, too much or too less of any of these can shrivel it.

Relationships need respect, care and space to sustain,
but, too much or too less of any of these can weaken it.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Sensibly Using Bin (poem)

This afternoon, while draining water from the cooked pasta, I saw stickier pasta sliding towards the crusher. In that moment I did not stop it, thinking that I would crush it (like I had done on previous occasions).

But, what followed was something contrary. When I turned the crusher on, the basin got flooded with water. I realized, in that moment that the sticky pasta had blocked the entire pipe line. And it took almost 2 hours to unclog the basin.

During those 2 hours, I regretted, not pulling out the sticky pasta and disposing it sensibly into the bin.

However, it was a big lesson learned.

And I chose to extrapolate it to dispose off “bothersome” thoughts.

After some reflection, I prayed to be more aware, when it comes to handling “such” thoughts. Perhaps, by detecting “their” symptoms, right from the very onset.

Now, I wish to use the bin sensibly for throwing away “these” parasitic thoughts.

Thank God for this sensible thinking and this poem.

Coincidentally, poem had sprung out this morning, while untying my sneakers after the walk.

***

Thoughts, that segregate me, are centered around ego,

And the ones that unite me, are centered around spirit.


Thoughts, that want me to expect, are rooted in the mind,

And the ones that propel me to give, are rooted in the heart.


Thoughts, that threaten me with deficiency, originate in the finite,

And the ones that comfort me with abundance, originate in the infinite.


Thoughts, that bother me, need to be sensibly thrown away into the bin,

And the ones that bless me, need to be consciously contemplated upon.


***

Aum Tat Sat

Relationships Change, Attachments Remain (poem)

That morning, I was writing in the park amidst crying and giggling of about 10 toddlers and crawlers. They with their mothers, grandparents or nannies, were playing in the sand pit or were coming down the slide.

But my eyes got hooked on a toddler, who was merrily running around with a big-green balloon, holding on to its satin-red string.

***

That 20 month old boy was happily playing with a balloon.
Just as, my dear friend was happily married for eight years.

Suddenly, when the balloon busted, the boy slammed his forehead.
Just as, when her husband walked out, she felt devastated.

Next, the boy tried putting the scattered balloon together.
Just as, she cried-and-longed for her husband to return.

Then, the boy continued running with the string, till he saw nothing fly.
Just as, she continued to be attached for many months, till she hit the dead end.

Finally, he started walking away, to find other things to play.
Just as, she started seeking within, to shift her focus off pain.

Balloon busted, but its string remained.
Just as, relationships change, but attachments remain.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Going Head over Heels (poem)

This morning, I woke up with a thought about Shoulder stand. During my morning meditation, I remembered the following.

In 2004, I was diagnosed with hyper-thyroid-ism and life was not fun. I was unable to drive and therefore unable to attend my regular Yoga class (where I had been learning Yoga for 3 years). One of my neighbors offered to teach me shoulder stand (also called Sarvangasna), a pose which significantly hastens healing from thyroid diseases. This is how I learned to go heels over head.

***

Standing on shoulders seemed like an impossibility.

However, trusting its healing powers kept me motivated.


Swinging legs up in the air (with momentum) felt like a challenge.

However, sensing the blood rushing towards head kept me practicing.


Increasing the time of holding the pose was like climbing Mt. Everest.

However, benefiting from its healing powers kept me trying.


Coming out of the pose smoothly was like solving an intricate puzzle.

However, controlling the transition with breath kept me going.


Connecting to the Being within is so much like learning shoulder stand.

However, experiencing its enormous blessings keeps me pursuing.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Surrendering Ego (poem)

This morning, when I was seeking guidance for clarity, the following emerged.

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In seeking, hurdles vanish.

In connection, anxiety escapes.

In trust, doubts erase.

In devotion, resistance decreases.

In love, hatred replaces.

In realization, limitation ceases.

In surrender, ego melts.

***

Aum Tat Sat

When God is the boat man (poem)

This morning while doing deep breathing with some worrisome thoughts; I sensed that God within is actually rowing my boat.

And the following picture evolved.

***

Life is like a river,

With dock as the goal.


My body is like a boat,

With mind and heart as the oars.


When God is the boat man,

I fear no more.

***

Aum Tat Sat

What exist inside me? (poem)

This is how I feel , God exist inside me.

***

Spoonful of blessings,

Umbrella of protection, and

Bucket full of love exist

IN-side me.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Concluding with a Smile (poem)

Concluding with a Smile (poem)

Initially I was rejoicing, for I had got something I had been waiting for. It felt empowering to me, rather to my mind.

But in the next few hours, something did not feel right to my being. I realized I was confused and felt like crying.

Then, I meditated and meditated in several sessions with tears. I continued so until I ended the meditation with a smile and a choice which felt right to my being (even though it was vetoed by my mind).

This is how the process felt.

***

Having choices is power.

Accepting confusion is honesty.

Seeking guidance is humility.

Overcoming fears is wisdom.

Sensing invisible is a blessing.

Following the heart is courage.

Concluding with a smile is serenity.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Love is Conspicuous... (poem)

Here are some of the moments, when I observed love exhibiting itself.

***

In a gardener's eyes, when he looks at his plants.

In a kindergärtner's tears, when he misses mom at his new school.

In a toddler's spontaneity, when she keeps on hugging her mommy.

In a mother's busyness, when her child is preparing for exams.

In a dog's running, when he hears his master coming in.

In a sister's crying, when she senses her brother is in danger.

In a grandparent's smiles, when he meets his grandkids.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Sensing Universal Bonding Inside (poem)

Whenever my mind is idle (while driving or cooking), I choose to think that I am the loved child of God. I have realized that it is an extremely empowering thought and instantly brings me out of all insecurities.

***

Universe, like a mother, is
lovingly nurturing me, and
tenderly caressing my forehead.

Universe, like a father, is
constantly protecting me, and
earnestly arranging for my needs.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Research on Adiós (poem)

I woke up this morning with a realization that just as I came out of my mother's womb, one day I will go back to divine mother. In that moment, I felt that there really wasn't any big deal about death. Instead, the bigger deal is if I can lead each moment by simply Being.


***


The everyday routine is,

I wake up in the morning,

and

go back to sleep in the night.



The absolute truth is,

I came out of my mother,

and

will go back to Divine mother.



The aspired plan is,

for now, just BE in the moment,

and,

then, simply depart kissing goodbye.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Silence Speaks (poem)

This very early morning, after the meditation the following words encapsulated my experience.

***

Silence speaks when noise (within) quietens.

Alignment begins when anchoring (outside) releases.

Connection blossoms when scattering (of thoughts) decreases.

Creativity happens when struggling (for ideas) stops.

Oneness prevails when (all) dualities merge.

Formless emerges when forms reveal (it).

***

Aum Tat Sat

Trusting the Process (poem)

Each time I ask myself, "What is ahead?"
I hear from within, "Trust the Process."

***
Choosing consciously is a process.

Trudging towards the calling is a process.

Looking outside the box is a process.

Surrendering to faith is a process.

Trusting the process is a process.
***

Aum Tat Sat

What would I have experienced in person?

In that Sunday meditation, I asked a question, “What is it that I would have experienced if I had met you in person?” Towards, the end I saw the following:
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Amidst the darkness were Babuji's eyes and a flame.

The eyes had the innocence of an infant,
Sparkle of a water drop hanging at the leaf tip and
Penetration of a sacred lover's gaze.

In between the two eyes, was a bright-yellow stable flame.
***
Aum Tat Sat

Transforming Gradually (poem)

These are some of the blessings of walking on this path.

***
Sacred silent moments,
Ample contentment,
More peace,
Releasing of ego and,
Amplified awareness are
Transforming me gradually.
***

Aum Tat Sat

I am Here, I am Now (chant + audio)

This chant is a sequel to the chant “I am Love, I am Joy”.

The first line came up during my solitary walk (a few days ago) and the second line during my morning meditation (today).

Singing this chant (like its predecessor) anywhere or anytime, helps me in focusing scattered thoughts.

***
I am Here, I am Now,
I am Spirit, I am Free,
I am Yours, I am You,
I am I Am.

***

To listen to the chant, click on the green traingle.




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Aum Tat Sat

Rolling Out Clamping Thoughts (poem)

Nature is inspiring me to cast off my old-bothersome-stuffy thoughts, through its “show and need not tell” ways.

***

Just as the decaying leaves drop off the branches, to create space for new ones,

And the scaling bark peels off the trunk, to reveal a smooth surface,

Similarly, allow all clamping thoughts to roll out, so that fresh ideas can arise.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Visualizing Changes in Moments (poem)

This poem illustrates a profound lesson learned from nature.

***
On that beautiful morning, I stepped out for my routine twenty minutes brisk walk, a little earlier.

While tying the sneaker laces, I admired the sky-blue vastness with bright-pink cotton candies.

Before turning around the park, I noticed that the candies had transformed into light-orange strokes.

After deep breathing, I observed that the strokes had changed to pure-white waves across the ocean.

On that enlightening morning, I visualized (in awe) how everything keeps changing, in each moment.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Praying to Converge towards Spirit (poem)

This morning, when I woke up, the first thought was about an ellipse.

In geometry lessons I had learned that an ellipse has two distinct centers (and each center is called a focus). When the two centers become one, an ellipse converges to a circle.

One hour later, during the meditation, the following poem surfaced.

***

So far, I assumed that I thought so, I said that or I achieved it.
Now, I realize that I did not do anything, I was always being done.

So far, I acted like an ellipse with two centers, ego and spirit.
Now, I pray to converge towards a circle, with spirit at the center.

***

Aum Tat Sat

What does not matter? (poem)

Shackle is a shackle, it does not matter, whether it is made out of gold or iron.

Insecurity is an insecurity, it does not matter, whether it is financial or emotional.

Attention is attention, it does not matter, whether it is given out of affection or hatred.

Attachment is an attachment, it does not matter, whether it is to an offspring or Yoga.

Calling is a calling, it does not matter, whether it is for serving or writing.

Seeking is seeking, it does not matter, whether it is from idols or within.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Surrender Now (poem)

This morning I was searching for ways to focus my distracted thoughts. During meditation, this is what evolved.

***

Surrender now,
But only to the,
Inner Being.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Silence Emerges When Noise Dies Down (poem)

This poem started rolling out one early morning (amidst complete silence), when I heard the volume of silence increasing as the noise of the sprinkler started decreasing.

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Silence emerges when noise dies down.
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Courage erupts when a force (within) trespasses inhibitions.
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Consciousness awakens when truth overrules assumptions.
***
Ease unearths when uneasiness is released.
***
Calmness surfaces when surrender overpowers chaos.
***
Peace manifests when (its) search outside terminates.
***

Aum Tat Sat

Finding Similarities Between Two Worlds (poem)

I have been enjoying, studying and pursuing Physics since age 9. Now, standing in the experiential world, I can't help finding similarities between the two worlds. Some of them are:

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I had learned that action and reaction are equal but opposite.

Now, I experience, love when I hug warmly and frustration when I am angry.


I had studied that energy is always conserved.

Now, I notice, an excited state following my low spirit state and vice versa.


I had verified that light traverses the path of least time.

Now, I cherish, walking the path of least resistance against my inherent nature.


I had realized that research leads to newer dimensions.

Now, I feel, exploring the experiential world is as fulfilling as exploring Physics.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Trudging Towards the Goal (poem)

When circumstances bother me, this is what helps me trudge towards the goal.

***

Seeing a bigger plan in everything,
Accepting all that is happening,
Merging it with complete trust,
Resisting-not what is bothering,
And then transmuting it helps in,
Trudging towards the goal.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Being is Doing (poem)

When I asked “What do I do?” under different circumstances, in several meditation sessions. My soft voice said the following (during and after mediation):

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In joy, express gratitude.
When perturbed, observe the feeling.
Otherwise, just BE (the observer).

***
Aum Tat Sat

What Really Hurts? (poem)

This very early morning, after the meditation the following words encapsulated my experience.

***

Silence speaks when noise (within) quietens.

Alignment begins when anchoring (outside) releases.

Connection blossoms when scattering (of thoughts) decreases.

Creativity happens when struggling (for ideas) stops.

Oneness prevails when (all) dualities merge.

Formless emerges when forms reveal (it).

***

Aum Tat Sat

Maintaining Peace (poem)

Recently, I had been observing the cleansing and dissolving powers of water. The other day, when I had food poisoning; with each subsequent glass of pure water I drank, I actually sensed my system clearing up (without any medications). Now, I am convinced that water worked on my digestive system the way constant remembrance works on my thoughts. Here is a poem, that surfaced during some of those observations.

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Thinking about the divine amidst harsh circumstances, temporarily provides me security; just as the running water on a cut finger, temporarily washes off the blood.

Experiencing the divine presence during meditation, leaves me with a lingering joy; just as rinsing the greasy utensils in hot soapy water, leaves them sparkling clean.

Remembering the divine constantly, dissolves my all other thoughts; just as soaking the clothes in hot water with strong detergent, dissolves all stubborn stains.

Meditating and constantly remembering, helps me in maintaining peace; just as alertness and frequent mopping, helps in maintaining a clean floor.

***

Aum Tat Sat

While I am Seeking (poem)

In the programming languages (like, Basic, C, C++ or Fortran); a “while” loop checks the condition in the parentheses ( ) and as long as the condition is true, it keeps on executing the commands within the curly braces { }.

Now, I am feeling inspired to be in this powerful “while ( ) loop” until I accomplish my seeking. In the following code, as long as I answer "Yes" to continue, it will repeat the three steps; else it will stop.

***

While (I am seeking)
{
With constant filtering, I think.
With a higher awareness, I long.
With a deep craving, I seek.

Continue?
}

***

Aum Tat Sat

Traversing the Spiritual Path

DISCLAIMER: The following writing (which has come through me) is not a counter argument. It is simply a writing, through which I am expressing (for the first time) what I believe in. I have full respect for all those people, who might never agree with me; for I have been there and done that. However, I am sharing this writing with two intentions. Firstly, to illustrate how over two decades, my blocked-and-purely-analytical-mind merged with a heart-full-of-faith, and secondly to appreciate my new faith in the light of old laws of Physics.

***

After reading Sujit Saraf's, article about “A Rationalist's Dilemma” (in August, 2008 issue of India Currents), I felt a strong urge to answer a similar question; “How can a Physicist like you, believe in Amma?”, which I have been asked (since June, 2008) pretty frequently.

To answer that, I would like to start from my childhood.

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My mother always said, “KNOW THAT GOD IS WITHIN.”

She raised me (and my siblings) in Delhi, as an open-minded Hindu, encouraging us to worship idols, perform hawans and celebrate all Indian festivals with our friends from different religions. But, she repeatedly emphasized, “Do not ever worship human beings”, each time she read a story about a pseudo-saint.

Therefore, I grew up with a mental barrier against living saints.

***

In 1992, when I was undergoing an emotionally low phase, I started praying (frequently) and reading sacred books. During that phase, for the first time, I FELT THAT GOD WAS ACTUALLY WITHIN ME.

Around the same time, I had started pursuing Ph. D. in Physics; which enhanced my analytical and probing skills.

Now, it seems, that during that research training phase, a seed of spirituality and inquisitiveness was sown within me.

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In 1997, after defending my thesis, I moved to the bay area with my husband. And I found myself placed (geographically), farthest away from my family, friends and country. Soon my daughter was born, but I continued to feel uprooted in an absolutely contrasting climate and culture.

While working in the industry, I felt unfulfilled (compromising the quality of work for the quantity), claustrophobic (sitting in the cubicles) and frustrated (with even casual conversations revolving only around money). I often, found myself asking difficult, metaphysical and mundane questions. Without any conscious effort, I started sitting still (and quiet) pondering over possible answers.

As a result of pursuing one of those quests, in 2001, I started teaching Physics at a local university; which offered me a 50% better balance (than industry). Balance, in terms of spending quality time with my daughter, being creative about teaching, finding fulfillment and an opportunity to learn Yoga from a very spiritual, Caucasian teacher.

While doing Yoga, in that uplifting energy class (in a studio), I would sense subtle answers (to my questions) surfacing up; and I also got to see the first picture of smiling Amma (on a badge pinned on my teacher's bag).

Now, I think, that while practicing Yoga, without my awareness; that seed of spirituality had sprouted out.

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In 2003, when my son was born, I took time off work; and just then, the circumstances in my family took a U-turn. My son refused to sleep in the night (during his first year), my daughters allergies ( to food and environment) escalated exponentially; and I, after one year of undetected suffering (from extreme fatigue and anxiety) got diagnosed with hyper-thyroid-ism.

During that rough phase, I started using my super-analytical mind to fight all that was happening around me. I tried to find answers to my endless questions (“What if this happens...? or Why is this happening only to my daughter...?”); as a result, my anxiety, fears and insecurities multiplied.

The only thing that really helped me, then, was once-in-a-while-shut-eye-closed-door-long meditation. With no emotional support from the family, the only support I found (whenever I truly tried) was from within.

Now, I feel, that during those random meditation sessions; the fresh leaves of seeking had started blossoming (out of that sprouted seed).

***

Amidst all that chaos, in June, 2006, on my sons 3rd birthday, I went (along with my family) to meet Amma. It was more for seeking blessings from an elderly person, on an auspicious occasion; rather than visiting a saint.

There, I noticed that most of the devotees were constantly gazing at Amma (for hours at a stretch), while I was looking at the watch (waiting for my turn to get the hug).

However, I returned home with a pleasant experience of getting a genuinely-warm-motherly pat on my back; something I had not experienced since 1996 (ever since my mother left this world).

Now, I know, that after that first visit, my trust in Amma's genuineness (as a saint) had started germinating; much like the expanding and strengthening of roots before the trunk shoots out.

***

In January, 2007, my back got hurt and I landed in bed with excruciating nerve pain; followed by an intense emotional trauma. The pain(s) kept on aggravating in direct proportion to the frustration in trying to get a clear advice from doctors.

In March, 2007, finally, I prayed and prayed to the God within, and that is when I heard the golden words, “SEEK ALL THAT YOU NEED FROM WITHIN”.

After that, I started meditating regularly (for security) and writing (to occupy my mind). Soon, I realized that these two vents were very cleansing, fulfilling and healing.

I had also realized that while teaching Physics at the university (to my adult students), I was watering leaves instead of the roots. Therefore, during this recovery phase, I started sharing my joy of learning Physics via exploration (in place of complicated equations or tedious mathematical derivations); at the root level, with my 9 year old daughter's class.

Now, I am thankful for everything that led to that tearful praying, which in turn forced a thin-tall trunk (supported by bamboos) of faith to erupt (out of that seed).

***

Towards the end of April, 2008, I found myself longing for my mothers hug; with the same intensity, as I was screaming out, “Mama, Mama” in labor pain (before taking Epidural).

In that perturbed state, I met Amma again. This time, I experienced an uplifting energy, which cleansed me during the tearful-waiting time. And, I was blessed with a much-needed inner connection (to the inherent source) of peace, and a fulfilling-motherly hug. The complete story about this experience can be read at http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2008/06/embracing-ammas-love.html.

That day after coming home, I felt content, the way I had never ever felt before.

Ever since then, I have been experiencing a lingering sense of inner completeness.

Now, I feel, as if, that thin-trunk of my faith has become stronger and can stand on its own (without any support from bamboos).

I feel this each time, I hear a soft voice (from within) telling me, “KNOW THAT YOU ARE GOD.”

***

Now, I know that laws of Physics hold good in all worlds; be it, scientific research, everyday life or spiritual experiences. Therefore, I make a humble attempt to explain my interaction with Amma through a Physicist logic and everyday observations.

Scientifically speaking, an Infrared (IR) light source (like Nd:YAG lasers), sends out vibrations which can only be detected by IR detectors (and not by the human eye or a microwave detector); simply because the detector needs to operate in the wavelength range of the light source. Also, as a common application, when a remote control is pointed at any digital camera (even those in cell phones); the near IR signal starts flashing in the viewfinder, when the IR signal (itself) is invisible to the naked eye.


Similarly, (in everyday life) I have observed that sometimes (without any logical explanation), I feel so comfortable with an absolute stranger that I land up having a long heart to heart conversation.

The phenomenon behind these examples is commonly called wavelength matching. Extrapolating this phenomenon, to my two (in-person) meetings with Amma; I would say that there was nothing mysterious about (either of) them.

In my first visit, when my mind-analyzed wavelengths were out of the range of Amma's heart-sent wavelength; I did not receive anything other than the physical hug.

On the other hand, during the second visit, when my heart was aligned (with the God within), I could sense Amma's (same-old) heart-sent wavelengths and experience a joy in that empowering moment. A joy, I had otherwise seen only, on my 10 month old son's face, when he had walked for the first time. In this second visit, Amma helped me connect to my inner source of peace; the way I helped my son take his first steps.

Now, I am convinced, that just as in research, probing matters; IN SEEKING, FAITH MATTERS.

***

Relevant Vocabulary

Infrared (IR) radiation- It is an electromagnetic radiation whose wavelength is longer than that of visible light, but shorter than that of microwaves.

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Aum Tat Sat