Tuesday, June 30, 2026

As one drives ..( handle car driving ) the car....reflects handling the life ......’’

….thank you for your wonderful subtle message, Meena Om ji
You are revealing great a clue on how truth works in life.

The individual’s style of working / living  is in fact a reflection of his level of truth , it reflects invariably in his every thinking, talking, doing and decides the effectiveness, correctness, and has a bearing on quality of output / consequences / results

The activity  can be any thing, profound or trivial, routine or special
Truth reflects on its own in every movement, sitting, standing, walking, writing, speaking, cooking, etc, the level of truth imparts a corresponding degree of grace / beauty /richness, which is clearly perceptible, and so distinguishes the truthful individual from the rest


……………………………………………………………………………………..Conversely, one’s way of handling the life reflects 

  

Love --an experience

Body, mind, nervous system became very very refined as  we went thru  a lot of processes, guruji gave us such a wonderful teaching and instructions , which made us  so fine that we the participants totally forgot our physical identities separating us from one anotherthis is in an advanced residential ssy/amc course
 ---so fine that we all  were enjoying as if just belonging to one single loving  family,

Brunda, a volunteer, a young mother, fed me with her hands, I felt as a child as if to eat from her hands  not peculiar , she appearing no stranger,though i did not know who she was.

she neither smiled, nor talked much, just doing the seva, with great love devotion as if it was a great pooja

she spotted me and i too felt some thing special, unusual in her talk , in her walk.

we exchanged a few words, routine, but it was unforgettable unexplainable, what was communicated between us

mostly we were just existing in silence together there , to me she appeared  just  a fullness.

the course was over, our intimacy continued over  phone, a tele satsang frequently

 
We exchanged souls’ out pourings overflowing with love, mundane matters acquiring  new colors, spiritual matters revealing ever new insights in our talks , so casual
 
The love was so intense, extremely satisfying, wanting us to interact again and again,

we entered and stayed inside each other’s souls and souls started talking to each other inside,

telephone became  unnecessary.

 
My heart wrote poems in  brunda consciousness

 
నా వెంట బృంద నా పంట బృంద 
నా కంట బృంద నా ఇంట బృంద 
నా లోన బృంద నా జ్ఞాన బృంద 
నా చిన్న బృంద నా మిన్న బృంద

నీ నామం నా మంత్రం 
నీ వాక్యం నా కావ్యం 
నీ పాదాలు నీ ప్రసాదాలు 
నా పూజా ఫలితాలు 
 

నీవే నా దత్త గురువు 
దత్త దీక్ష ఇచ్చావు 
నీవే నా ఆత్మవు 
నీవే పరమాత్మవు 
 
నీ ధ్యానం దివ్య లోక సందర్శనం

along me  is brunda,  my harvest is brunda
in my eyes brunda, in my home brunda
in me brunda, my gyan brunda
my small brunda, my great brunda

thy name is , my manthra
thy talk , theme of my epic
thy feet thy gift of grace
result of my pooja

you are my dathaguru
initiated in to datha deeksha
you are my athma
you are paramathma
thy memory the vision of god's abode

it was an intoxication, an addiction.
just a memory of hers in me , and of mine in her, she says too ,is enough to send into a trance, even after a long time now, ---we not wishing / not needing to visit each others' homes, --though earlier we did once
love overcomes the distance ----physical or mental, and all barriers, biases , identities , ----like god it is

.................read on.....................
what next?
gradually our tele con lost charm, we felt
one day i said '' brunda who is inside me is more charming than you''
not surprized, she said '' i want to talk to you from my inside only  not thru phone, or in person''

all this telecon was  on earth plane, a walk talk, very nice enjoyable
on the way we got into a super plane, the pushpak viman , inside,  enjoying the flight talk 1000 times more charming.

i glimpsed this jump in my poem while i wrote ''in me brunda my gyan brunda''
what was the means for this jump?
it is name brunda
the names takes the flight  directly in to me--not the any physical id aspects in our meet or talk--though they were the initial steps, but slow
rishi here cognizes the glory of nama smarana, nama japa , just the name that's it
purandara dasa sings
neenyaako? ninna hangyaako? ranga
ninna namada balavondiddare saako

what avail are, you , your glory? ranga
the strength of your  name alone is enough

this break journey takes place, getting off  the train, and catching the flight.
one goes beyond the glory of icons, form phenomena mahima of gods to the inside of that god thru one's own inside.applies to temples, gurus, saints who / what ever in manifest form----every one takes us to our inside and stay there in full fledge glory unending

all saints have taken this inside flight  meera, jayadev, bilva mangal, akka, thukaram chaithanya --- many many others.

true love undependent, unconditional , independent of our psycho physio, endures within.
blessed are true lovers they are gods to each other and to all in the universe


 Just a passing cloud that is me

Invest never your trust in me,

i lost trust in myself
Not knowing my true self

At times I am bright shining
With an add on silver lining

Next moment a dark gloomy sooty
Thick and thin with no beauty

Oh with a rain bow in the sky
My moods with colors high, I shy

showering, in torrents I spell doom
Or Make the crops boom

For  Summer I have no mercy  nor drizzle,
Nor a few crocodile tears, only a stiff bristle

I hide the sun stars 
moon or mars

I Shout I sing I Travel free
I carry meghsandesh spree

my laugh boisterous, a thunder
I hide instantly a lightning, my wonder

I have wings I go with winds
Winding myself in wild whirlwinds

i love mountains, i love oceans, i love every odd
my best love is my nature, the clear sky, my god

He is visible as sky
but he is no sky

may be he is a spy
watching all from behind the sky 

  

I am good inside 

but i want to appear bad
i love the fun of being reacted on  
so i give such comments that irritate
 
why all this, what is right, what is wrong 
what is the basis in seeing impurity when nothing impure really exist
when god is the ultimate creator, then every creation, including impure thots impure actions are his creations 

my assertion is that there is absolute purity inside outside in man, in every being in every content and every context in the universe

Apavithra pavithro va 
sarva avasthan gatho piva
yasmareth pundareekaaksam
sabahyaabhyantharah shuchihi

if every thing, every stage, every phase, any time, in every aspect is basically not pure
then where is the validity of above great manthra, instantly making internally and externally pure, by sprinkling of a few drops of water

what it basically does is --to simply remove the thought that there is some impurity , and showing the ever present purity 

so my conclusion is that there is no impurity even in the worst criminal , cheat corrupt , dishonest , since all are the products from within the divine factory , which is absolute hence all products are absolutely pure

 As human being, all will have background, 

surely it's black ground

maharishi valmiki had the worst background
great vemana , greatest bilvamangala , no different, do not fall back in the ground

bgs will surely find all the black in back, 
and take one to back , take no aback

what you need is a clear fore ground
do not forego your ground 

while doing research in back ground
before you die and get buried underground

 individual is at the centre of the sphere ....


ie his universe...anda of brahmanda........


thru mind and actions, he radiates multidirectionally,


and rotates on the circumferences of different of radiuses ......


sometimes reversing, unexpectedly, ..


or crossing zigzag ...


sometimes knowingly sometimes blindly ...........


all with own will


or forced by circumstances or compulsions.....


sometimes yielding,


sometimes resisting ..........


all trying to be back at centre ....


but unable to know the way ...


guru shows the way....


takes him to destination ie the centre ......


his journey ends

  1.   Death is part of life, joy or sorrow, pain or pleasure as one sees it
  2. part of growth process
  3. death is permanent as life is 
  4. death=life