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.
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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.
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Aum Tat Sat

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.
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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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Aum Tat Sat