Meaning: I bow to that camphor-hued, white complexioned (Lord Shiva), who is Incarnation of compassion, who is the very essence of (consciousness; the knowing principle) of life (of the embodied soul); Who wears snakes as garlands, whose eternal abode is in the heart of the devotee, I bow to Him (Lord Shiva) and His consort Bhavani (Uma or Paarvati). Karpur (camphor-hued); Gauram (white); Karunaa (compassion); Avataaram (incarnation); Sansaar (life of the embodied soul); Saaram (essence, the knowing principle or consciousness); Bhujagendra (wearer of snakes or who wields theSerpent power of Kundalini Shakti); Haaram (garlands); Sadaa (eternal); Vasantam (resides); Hridayaarvinde (in the heart of the devotee);Bhavam (Lord Shiva); Bhavaani (Uma or Paarvati); Sahitam (together); Namaami (I bow)
O lord, the tasks of this day, who burden I placed on you this morning, are over. It was you who made me walk, talk, think and act. I therefore place at your feet all my thoughts, words and deeds. My task is done. Receive me; I am coming back to you. Please repair my body and prepare me nicely for my next days journey.
My daughter's friend left this note for her. She told we discussed yesterday and to pass this on to her. My daughter is asleep and I read it, you will love it too:
One day a Boy was driving a car. Then a girl dashed his car and she told can't you see. Then the girl went to a good witch and the witch did the magic spell on it and the boy went to another witch and he also did the same thing. The next day the boy again was driving then the girl again dashed the boy's car. The girl told the boy that at the noon meet me at the coffee shop then they lived happily after.
When my daughter woke up, I showed her the note to her. She told this is a script for a puppet show and that she created the story and her friend was the scribe :)
A friend got married very recently, I was glad that it happened eventually after a long wait. Lately though he has been seeking advice from me about a marital issue, I told him to meet a counselor. Learnt from experiences to keep away from trouble though I so want to help, I resist the temptation :)
He checked with me another day and well I gave in. He is sad that he has fallen out of love with his spouse and is confused how it could happen
Didn't answer it for a while and then gave some of my thoughts over it, the chat script as is:
love is not just about the initial attraction as most of us think it is..bcos the high levels of energy confuses us..the dizziness of falling in love makes us feel and want only that
but love is about the different phases...just sitting around doing nothing..
and u know
also falling out of love
is part of being in love
just a phase
bcos in marriage its abt falling in love with the same person again and again
Isn't it so common that people forget that they owed money to another? Its not about the money as such, what I find odd is how less aware and evolved some humans are. I wouldn't want to spend more than my basic needs if I had to give back money to someone and all my plans would be to save it up to be able to return it.
I find it strange that people are buying gadgets, spending on travels, eating out at expensive places and no thought about what they have done with another's money. And I want to reiterate that its not about the money, but it does feel weird that people can lead comfortable and happy lives without keeping to their word.
I hate to label people and call someone a cheat or a liar because people are different and that doesn't make them evil for behaving differently. Just a little perplexed that I wouldn't behave so in a similar situation and I guess thats the root of all pain, we want the others to be like us to be called good :)
Keeping emotions aside, at a logical level I am totally letting go of the hate and "feeling bad". My life has bigger purpose and better focus than to chase someone for my money :)
All the Buddhas of all the ages have been telling you a very simple fact: Be - don't try to become. Within these two words, be and becoming, your whole life is contained. Being is enlightenment, becoming is ignorance.
I see this small temple in the crowded market area and I quickly bow my head every morning sitting in my car on the way to work. I usually read a book, currently reading the "Mystic Masseur" and yesterday I missed the temple as I was so engrossed in the story of "Ganesh" in the book. Today I made it a point not to miss the temple. It gives me a good feel and a motivating start to the day at work.
I aint a very religious person. I dont pray to God because I fear him and neither do poojas so that I can please him. My style is more spiritual, its about the experience. When I see the temple, the sound of bhajans, the ringing of temple bells, the decorated God/Goddesses, the lighted lamps and the bright flowers, I am in a spiritual experience for a few seconds. Reminds me of the teacher at AOL (Art of Living) course mentioning Sri Ravishankar's words that these are ways to bring us to the present moment. Further makes me think of Sadhguru's saying at Isha that even a few moments of living in the present moment in our entire life time is being enlightened. We so cant live in the present moment, our mind perpetually living in the past or the future..The places of worship brings us to this present moment if we let that awareness be alive.
Some years ago,on a hot summer dayin South Florida ,a little boy decided to gofor a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house.In a hurry to dive intothe cool water,he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went...
He flew into the water,not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His father, working in the yard, saw the two as they got closer and closer together.In utter fear,he ran toward the water,yelling to his son as loudlyas he could. Hearing his voice,the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turnto swim to his father. It was too late.Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him.
From the dock,the father grabbed his little boy by the armsjust as the alligatorsnatched his legs..That began an incredibletug-of-war between the two.. The alligator was much stronger than the father,but the father was muchtoo passionate to let go.
A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams,raced from his truck,took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital,the little boy survived.His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attackof the animal.And, on his arms,were deep scratcheswhere his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effortto hang on to the son he loved.
The newspaper reporterwho interviewed the boyafter the trauma,asked if he wouldshow him his scars.The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, 'But look at my arms.I have great scarson my arms, too..I have them becausemy Dad wouldn't let go.'
You and I can identifywith that little boy.We have scars, too.No, not from an alligator,but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scarsare unsightly and havecaused us deep regret.
But, some wounds,my friend,are because God has refusedto let go.In the midst of your struggle, He's been thereholding on to you..
To be able to experience the joy of surprises in life one needs to let it happen. Last week was filled with sweet friends, love and beautiful surprises. Great mix of friends from the past, present and brand new ones.
I was going through a purging process as my good old friend calls my style when I am in an exit mode. Though it was time to realize that the cleaning had been done and something new had to be created. Creation of love, hope and unbound joy.
With the magic this group created and the healing process I went through, my work had some achievements and success stories happening.
My next posts would be on the rising of my spirit :D and spiritual discoveries :)
There are people who come into lives who cant think beyond their own happiness but an intense person I am I need to do a good job to ensure that my friends get as much from life. Many though aren't mature enough to understand that life is more than sticking to their ego issues and self centered behavior.
With all that as the background there are some special people who come into our lives, who are angels :) Who can see a tear even from geographical distances!! Who reach out an say "Whats the matter". Who can counsel and bring back sanity and cheer back into our lives...
This post is dedicated these special people in my life. Thanks a bunch!!! :)
When suffering enters life, its resisted but sorrow is as much a part of life as is happiness. Accepting it can make life joyous! :)
Why is there Sorrow? Is suffering because one has sinned?
Some excerpts from the book "Beyond Sorrow" :
Suffering is not God's will. Suffering is not punishment for morally wrong actions. Suffering is caused by misunderstanding the nature of the world in which one lives.
The very nature of worldly existence - of the seasons, of evolution, of birth and death - is change. One's environment changes, one's body changes. The amount of suffering we experience is our individual, albeit unconscious, choice. To the extent we expect permanence from an impermanent creation, we suffer. To the extent we search for permanent joy, in permanent truth we discover joy.
The creation is by nature temporal. If one attaches oneself to something, sorrow will necessarily arise when that thing changes.
Experiences of sorrow can be profound aids to a seeker of truth, for such experiences convince the seeker, as no intellectual discussion could, of the transience of the world. Suffering should not be denied or disparaged; it is the only mechanism nature provides to hint that true bliss cannot lie in an external world. Sorrow can be the greatest teacher, for it points the way inwards.
Thus, the root cause for suffering is ignorance of the unchanging reality, the source of bliss. In this ignorance one searches for happiness where happiness can never exist. Attachments develop and the disappointment that follows generates terrible sorrow. The solution rests, therefore, in gaining the knowledge of the real and permanent source of joy.
ये हौसला कैसे झुके
ये आरज़ू कैसे रुके - 2
मंजिल मुश्किल तो क्या
धुन्दला साहिल तो क्या
तनहा ये दिल तो क्या
राह पे कांटे बिखरे अगर
उसपे तो फिर भी चलना ही है
शाम छुपाले सूरज मगर
रात को इक दिन ढलना ही है
रुत यें टल जाएगी
हिम्मत रंग लाएगी
सुबह फिर आएगी
ये हौसला कैसे झुके
ये आरज़ू कैसे रुके - 2
होगी हमें तो रहमत अदा
धुप कटेगी साए टले
अपनी खुदा से है ये दुआ
मंजिल लगाले हमको गले
जुर्रत सो बार रहे
ऊँचा इकरार रहे
जिंदा हर प्यार रहे
Last Saturday I was at my daughter's school at 11:30am guided by the circular that wanted the parents to be there to order school photographs. When I went there it was chaos at its best, fish market!!!
Being urban we have kinda lost the rushing in crowds thing but yes we have braced through it in childhood and when the need arises, I can be at my best :) So I was there fighting my way to the beginning of the crowd, near the table, about to order my photographs and a teacher from the school checks with the photographer guy as to why there is so much commotion and he should stop activities and organize things.
As he was trying to figure how to deal with the mess he created. There was a lady from the parents group, who was outraged, raised her hands calling out loudly to all parents to talk to the Principal and to deal with the situation. She went to the reception and created the required noise. Many parents joined in, including me.
Our demands were:
Why is it not organised? The Prinicipal says we dont get involved. We felt they should and not let the photographer create the mess
Why should we order class photographs, they can be sent through the student? The Prinicipal agreed to do so
For the annual day photographs we suggested put in on a site, we pick up the number and send it on email for order. The Principal was not sure how to take this ahead but they finally decided to have it done class wise rather than Nursery to Twelfth classes parents called at one time.
As all this was being discussed and agreed upon. Some parents went to the photographer's assistant and were busy giving orders till it was stopped by us complaining to the admin guy (who was told by the Principal to correct the situation).
I was really disappointed at the selfishness of these parents who were all fine with the chaotic situation so that they can just get done with it and also taking advantage that most of the parents were there discussing with the Principal, what a selfish attitude.
I am in all praise of the lady who stood as a leader to drive the parents to form a group and take on this issue.
Remember "Take a Stand" if not "Take a stand to support" :)
I had been so hurt, that I don't want to let go of the feeling. How could I? I am so a part of my misery that I wouldn't want it to be all by itself and not be identified as "My Pain".
The past thats gone, yeah very recent, but it doesn't exist. I decide I need to drop it. I call and say "I love you". Lets meet and have a good time.
The smile lingers!! The dreams are there...
Anxious about the future! Oh you are going away...? and I will miss the sublime sweetness life has gifted me. I may lose you forever. Holding you tight and close, its the fear of a painful tomorrow. God, close to my ears, whispers: "Aren't you missing the now? and remember I have a beautiful future for you"
The now! Vast, forever, deep, loving and bright....very bright..the now is real. I don't need to live in the past or the future.....
I am Satya, a Bangalorean. I am passionate about life and people. My husband Sridhar and daughter Nidhi mean a lot to me. I thank God for such a wonderful husband, always-there-for-me parents and grandmother who form my support system. Else I wouldnt have time on the job I love so much and my hobbies. Life is very special and I am so happy to be ME.