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Monday, September 29, 2008

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.

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

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

***

Aum Tat Sat

Saturday, September 27, 2008

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.

***

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

Friday, September 26, 2008

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.



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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:


Wednesday, September 24, 2008

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

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

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

Monday, September 22, 2008

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

Saturday, September 20, 2008

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

Thursday, September 18, 2008

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

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

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.

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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

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

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

Monday, September 15, 2008

Love is Conspicuous... (poem)

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

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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

Saturday, September 13, 2008

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

Friday, September 12, 2008

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

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Silence Speaks (poem)

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

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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

Monday, September 8, 2008

Trusting the Process (poem)

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

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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

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Transforming Gradually (poem)

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

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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.

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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.




***

Aum Tat Sat

Friday, September 5, 2008

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.

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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

Thursday, September 4, 2008

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.

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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