Hiranmayi

Every seed essentially a potential tree The seed bursts open to reveal and become the tree The tree is just an expression of the tremendous dormant potential of the unmanifested Manifested as tree mind blowing to the world Unmanifested as seed goes unnoticed to many The few chosen know the potential. Born as a seed blossoming as the tree In this soil of body blessed it is indeed. Let the grace bestow the best of soil and all the support for the blossoming to happen. May the seed be known May the knowing become the Being May the tree of awareness Stand tall and remain grateful To the ever existing existence. Wishing all my beloved ones Nothing less than the bursting open Of this eternal truth buried in one's own self. Happy New Year !!

The wind that entered my window as silently as possible got a golden name as a gentle breeze The feel that it brought just like the mother's embrace around the new born so fresh and new loved it, loved it totally.... yet another in time same old friend of mine came to visit me totally in a different way like a wild wave of the ocean screaming and roaring it came startled and scared i became saw some of them slashed to the ground people called it a storm none loved it sadly though the same wind this time waited for it to take away its arms around me hated it, hated it totally wait a minute, said the mind when it realized the force behind revelation found the words as it followed... Disaster as described by the world can just be another dimension of the unchanging consciousness. Perception differs perceived differs none to perceive nothing to perceive Silence remains abiding in gratitude.

Who is a mother? Who is a son? Who to name it? Who to certify? Nothing to conceive No womb to hold Yet is born Breaking the concept Of birth and death Bliss of the being In all its splendor Motherly forever in Every moment of birthless-birth Motherly moments Of million sparks Merging as One Mesmerizing into none Miserly it is to be A mother of one or few Mighty indeed it is That divine motherhood.

Everyday, the pigeons come to drink the water kept in a bowl in the balcony. They take a sip or a dip sometime and sit for a while and take off. Recently, one day, i noticed one pigeon, trying to pull the dried twigs from the base of the palm tree, succeeded sometimes and took it along and came back swiftly to continue in its mission. So it was obvious it is building the nest. But what brought the turn is amazing. After its  trial with palm tree, it moved on to the other pot which had small flowering plant. Though there were no dried twigs for it to collect, it started to pull the fresh green twigs and since it is a small plant, the whole plant was almost getting uprooted. Since the roots were pretty strong , it could not succeed but had done enough damage to shake it . It didnt stop there but now continued to the next level with its intention to collect the twigs to build its nest. Now, it focused on the tip and was trying to nib it, still could not get them, finally fl...

In India, its very common to experience the power failure, regular scheduled power cuts etc. Now, to call it a curse or name it a blessing or simply go with it is purely one's own state of mind. What it would be if everything is planned and executed as scheduled without any interruptions? absolutely heavenly? may be so, it may sound and appear too. But over a period, if we look closely, the extent of non functioning of the mind in the areas of creativity, adaptability and attunement will be revealed. Next the alarming bell will ring loudly if any slight disruption happens in the planning. Watching this episode of power cuts and its effects on human beings, it is very interesting to study the different aspects of  the ever mysterious mind. In some cities, they have scheduled power cuts and so people are used to fit in their power requirements and functioning accordingly. So here too certain planning goes on to fit in with known changes. But, the beauty begin...

The sacredness of just being all by yourself is so beautifully overshadowed with concepts of loneliness. Various situations bestow this most sacred space of a lifetime. Many times missed miserably by many yet never too late to realize. Space crowded with people especially of your own clan brings in some security and comfort that the mind is used to and when the same clan drops out in the name of separation(marriage, work, seeking or death), the individual feels so lost and lonely. Coming to terms with reality turns out to be the biggest challenge. The root cause for this loneliness primarily belongs to the fact that he or she considers himself or herself as an individual and hence always is in need of wanting something or someone to have that space filled whether its inside oneself or outside. What shocks the most is not just the one who has not even heard the word, meditation but even the so called spiritual seekers go through if not the same but much more sense of loneliness...

Millions born Millions die Meeting the Master Makes it all Breaking the barriers Bares it all Bornagain once and for all To see it as it is In every expression As the One creator Birth of a Master(awakened) Buried in all Revealed in time and space By His grace of it all If at all, now and here Let this auspiciousness Of His birthdate Bring us alive To our own Potentials of awakefullness Unspoken wishless-wishes Indescribable wordless-words Reaching you-less YOU Springing forth here as it is Oh! My Beloved Divine Seeking your grace On this auspicious day.