Spirituality is the
science and technology of ''seeing'', it is ''rishiing''
it is all seeing and seeing-----what, how, how much, where, why , from where to
where and so on till one gets the right complete picture .
not all can see all
each sees an aspect
from own stand
with own glasses
All spirituality is to
first experience this state of pure awareness first and get stabilized in pure
awareness in life gradually irrevocably"
"In the pure
awareness all become pure, in as is where is state, instantly in this state one
sees just the clear presence of god, inside and outside nothing but good in
every thing one will be able to see order in chaos, beauty in every particle,
wisdom in every being, truth in every expression , logic in all absurdity,
filter becomes
superfluous apavithra pavithrova sarvaavasthan gathopivayasmareth
pundareekaashamsabaahyaabhyanthara shuchihi"
"Some times even
genuine good intentions will be perceived as malice due to one's own
inadequacies and conditioning resulting out of past experiences ''good
intentions'', is only individual's contextual definition
since good is relative
what is good for one may not be good for others sarvejana sukhino bhavanthu we
repeat
but we go by self
interest first
real good intentions
are possible only in the ultimate level of self realization , such intentions
do good to all, unconditional"
Not that other cultures neglect
spirituality,
but it is only the Indian culture in
which spirituality permeates life,
in which spirituality is the pivot
around which all other activities revolve.
---------but i find contemporary
events unfolding deteriorated values in practice, indicative of the very thin
spirituality, nominal or nonexistent
During its glorious period, India produced
great religion, great philosophies,
great literature, art , poetry, great science
and medicine,
and has also been great in its
organization, politics, trade and commerce.
But all these activities stretched
beyond the mental level, and reflected the vital contact that the Indian mind
has always had with the spirit.
-----this light of self realization is now
missing This has often been misunderstood, and our ‘other-worldliness’ has been
blamed for many of our problems.
The peculiarity of the Indian culture
is that it has not placed worldly life and spirituality in two neat compartments,
but has sought to spiritualize worldly activities.
The ideal of Indian culture has been a
balanced pursuit of kama (desire), artha (the means to fulfill desire), dharma
(right conduct, within the framework of which kama and artha have to be pursued)
and moksha (liberation), which is the ultimate aim of life, for which worldly
life is a vehicle and an aid.
It was also understood that the
emphasis on different aspects of this quartet would vary at different stages of
life.
----due to absence of the light of
self realization, all misinterpretations and misunderstanding is now
prevailing"
Happiness due to the compromise, is
called alpa santosh, of a simpleton
''na alpe sukhamastu''---there is no real
happiness in small gains
man in india has missed the track ,
been left behind he has dropped all attempts to rise to the true divinity, just
losing all opportunities to live as a master of the universe, his birth right
as the son of supreme all mighty god"
"Happiness can be a result of
compromise, accepting defeat, failures , inadequacies, incapacitates, in the
name of fate, karma, surrender , self deceptive escape route to avoid
challenges , from inside or from outside. in effect, it is living a just death
like vegetative life lacking in initiative, impulse, enterprise, which are
characteristics of a dynamic purposeful life
all due to misunderstanding the true
spiritual principles which can be known only thru the light of self realization
which is significantly missing despite all available best teachings , and in
spite of the best glorious golden past
"During most of the 16th and 17th
centuries, fear of heretics spreading teachings and opinions that contradicted
the Bible dominated the Catholic Church. They persecuted scientists who formed
theories the Church deemed heretical and forbade people from reading any books
on those subjects by placing the books on the Index of Prohibited Books. A type
of war between science and religion was in play but there would be more
casualties on the side of science.
Nicholas Copernicus and Galileo
Galilei were two scientists who printed books that later became banned.
Copernicus faced no persecution when he was alive because he died shortly after
publishing his book. Galileo, on the other hand, was tried by the Inquisition
after his book was published. Both scientists held the same theory that the
Earth revolved around the sun, a theory now known to be true. However, the
Church disapproved of this theory because the Holy Scriptures state that the
Earth is at the center, not the Sun. As the contents of the Bible were taken
literally, the publishing of these books proved, to the Church, that Copernicus
and Galileo were sinners; they preached, through their writing, that the Bible
was wrong."
all controversies perceived or appear
to have been created , are the reflections of one's own inner unreconciled,
unresolved controversies and chaos that persists as a conditioning of the mind,
unable to see something new or different this is the inability on the part of
the receiver to '' sync'' different streams of thoughts, flowing in different
directions, in different hues, conforming, confirming, contradicting, opposing,
repelling, rebelling, revolting, repulsing but all trying to reach a common
destination, the one truth it is like, water, going as vapor, cloud, rain ,
streams, rivers, all different, trying to reach the ocean which is silence, the
truth , the one real entity i see everything , every blog, poem, dialog,
repartee, fun, ridicule, all wonderfully happening ,simply as an attempt to
reach the oceanic silence , the non changing one truth, within one side as long
as that all- synchronizing silence is not established in one's system, one will
get disturbed, perturbed, annoyed, excited, incited, consulted , insulted,
crushed, crashed , defeated, frustrated, outwitted, by anything, by any one
with whom one encounters so one needs to gain that ability to sync, then one
sees order in disorder , solutions in controversies, universities in
diversities, beauty in the filth, wealth in the waste"
Someone ,if do not have essential
value will create nuisance value.??
it's individual reader's ability to
make essential value out of all values presented, whether it is sense,
nonsense, nuisance, new sense, new science, absurdity, obscenity, divinity,
devilish, foolish , trivial, profound, intelligible, idle scribble, i make the
meaning and take home the essence , not from the stuff given, but from the way
i explore myself within with the stuff encountered good or bad"
no negativity or pessimism at all , in
any of the blogs , and particularly, in the controversial blog referred with
2000 plus conversations do people select such topics----1.Knowingly or
unknowingly to irritate others,??no ---not at all ---i see no such intentions,
do people select such topics--2.just to promote their or their Teacher's path
breaking ,revolutionary philosophy.
no ---not at all --------none can
truly promote or sale or do door to door marketing on any philosophy on the
other hand , in fact , every saint/ philosopher/thinker, writer, seer, have
discovered fresh angles of truth, and just did their loud thinking, which did
create flutters , did made people to relook revise improve their frozen ideas
and update
pioneer just moves forward, does not
wait for commoners' approval / acceptance, / ,permission that is how progress
is made in the world"
spirituality is essentially a
cleaning process for human
as if it is a metallurgy, from
raw ore, to pig iron, to steel, to steel parts,
as if it is derusting,
degreasing, polishing, honing,
and render the mind body
absolutely in the fittest possible condition
for the best usage
.
so maintain it by schedule,
routine, daily weekly, monthly cleaning processes
with all kinds of appropriate
spiritual techniques and processes, including pooja, vratha, fasting,
Man can cheat whenever he wants ,or be jealous , cruel, murderer whenever he wants
Eka brahmachari shatha markatah
Dashame yuge yatinam Brahma bhavati sarathih
Let’s admire / sympathize persons who are on the journey of accumulating as much as possible, as early as possible, they having been propelled by desires to fulfill the needs, which is but natural. curbing the desire or suppressing / negating it or compromising on failures is not natural,.
the phenomena of miracles,--- ie instant materialization of wishes just by one wishing -----is natures support
Yatra naryastu pujyante ramante tatra Devata,
Human is in a way is a universe total
Despite my suggestions your suggestions or any one's suggestions,
Can you store time? like you store money in bank?
if you save money, you can draw if needed.
when hanuman meditated, did he store time?? yes
storing is for the purpose of gaining back,
for the purpose of going beyond limits imposed by it due to lack of it.
when money is not there with us, we draw it from bank, and go beyond the limitation imposed by lack of money
the more we transcend, the more we store time
when in unity, abundance of time beyond limitation is available
my friend suggested a simpler method
''see , you measure the time in hours minutes seconds,
the clock wasting your time continuously, its hand rotating, nonstop.
you take out the battery cell,
hands stay at the same place,
no time is wasted. time lost is zero,
hence total time is saved
i jumped, reached to the clock to take out the cells
got one more idea
instead, why not remove the clock and throw away this time waster forever.
it gave an alarm,
said '' it's 1pm ,go and take your lunch ''
now i am in dilemma
whether to thro it out
or keep it for reminding me for lunch dinner
let me first eat, so i am going
find your peace within yourself
reaching excellence in quality and quantity
to discover more and more gems from within
it's an attempt to be intensely intimate with
my self,
a sacred duty that i owe to myself
to rise to unlimited heights,
to expand to reach the far far into the
universe
to make the impossible into a possibility ,
into a reality
to win over myself
to free myself from all the impositions ,
lures
to go faster than light
to penetrate into all the secrete labyrinths
to run at fastest pace
to see god face to face
rewards, awards ,acclaims esteems ,name fame,
praise, prize are too insignificant, not worth, no appeal to me ,
only incidental, accidental,
hence not objectionable, but not the object ,
i revel to create newness in every step,
in every opportunity, i make the most of every moment
Planning in
life is a nice alert on controlled focusing on priorities in the face of
infinite distracting and frittering away the most precious wealth time, time is
gold
also the
highest priority is to strive for attaining a sufficient degree of self
realization earliest in life, at least from now on
once this
highest priority is attended without compromise, and the result is accomplished
, life becomes free flow, without need of any planning, activities getting
accomplished spontaneously, by actions happening at the right time , as if in
according to the bigger plan of the total universe
what is creation?
what is creation?
putting two things together.
making many into one!
and
one into many!!!
Ajamila is a figure from the Puranas. The story of Ajamila is taken from Bhagavata Purana Canto 6.[1]
Ajamila was raised according to the Vedic regulations. He was a perfectly trained Brahmin and had a chaste and beautiful wife.
But one day, while he was out in the fields collecting flowers for worshipping the Lord, he happened to see a drunken sudra and a prostitute engaged in sexual embrace. Ajamila became bewildered and attracted; his mind becoming more and more attached to the prostitute.
In Bhagavad-Gita
it is said that if one contemplates sense objects, he becomes attached to them.
Although Ajamila was a strict Brahmin he became helplessly entangled by seeing a man and woman engaged in sexual activity.
Consequently he took this prostitute into his home as a maidservant. Inevitably, he became so entangled that he abandoned his family, wife and children and went off with the prostitute. Due to his illicit connection with the prostitute, he lost all his good qualities. He became a thief, a liar, a drunkard, even a murderer. He completely forgot about his original training as a Brahmin, and his whole life was ruined.
Engaging in sinful activities, Ajamila fell down from his position, and he begot many children through the prostitute. Even towards the end of his life, around the age of eighty, he was still begetting children. It is explained that while he was dying, which is a very fearful time,
he began to call out to his pet child, whose name was Narayana.
Narayana is another name of God or
At that time, the Yamadutas, the messengers of death, were coming. They were tying up the subtle body of Ajamila and preparing to take him to be punished by Yamaraja, the lord of death.
At the same time, because he happened to be speaking the holy name of the Lord Narayana, the beautiful Visnudutas,
the messengers of
also arrived there.
They checked the activities of the Yamadutas, refusing to
allow them to take Ajamila for punishment. The Yamadutas were bewildered.
"Why are these effulgent and beautiful personalities checking our action?
It's our duty to take sinful men to Yamaraja for punishment; then they are
awarded another material body for the next life so that they can get the result
of their sinful activity." There was a discussion between the Yamadutas
and the Visnudutas. The conclusion was that although Ajamila was sinful
throughout his life and gave up his religious life, his wife and children and
begot children through a prostitute, he nevertheless was purified from all these
sins because at the last moment he chanted the holy name of
Bilva Mangal
‘Some are born great. Some are made great. Some attain
greatness. Some strive hard but do not become great.’ This applies to the lives
of Bhakta also. Mangal attained greatness in this fashion.
Once upon a time there lived a pious Brahmin
called Ramadasu in a village near Krishnaveni river. He had a son called Bilva
Mangal. The father brought him up in the true orthodox way. He was trained in
the Shastras. His upbringing and the religious training moulded him into a kind
natured, soft-spoken, god-fearing man. But his good qualities were short lived.
His parents died at an early age. He was left
with lots of property. There was no one to control him. Wealth brought him
fame. Wealth and fame brought him too many friends all too bad. He fell into
bad ways. One day he happened to see the dance programme of a prostitute named
Chintamani. He was lured by her charm. The physical lust for her drove his
reason away. He became a slave to her. He gave up his body, heart, money,
family prestige, his dharma and the norms of his caste. All through his wakeful
hours he thought of her and in his sleep he dreamt of her. Chintamani was his
constant ‘chinta’ (thought) as if she was a mani (gem). He could not live one
day without seeing her.
He was forced to stay back one day, since it was
his father’s death anniversary. He had to fulfil his duty as a son and he was
going through the rituals with body present mind absent. He was not at all
interested in the rituals, but he could not say no to them. At last it was all
over thankfully by the end of the day. Some wiseacres advised him not to go to
the prostitute’s house on the day of his father’s death anniversary since he
had performed the rites! But ‘kamaturanam nabhayam nalajja’ A lustful man knows
no fear or shame ! He gave a deaf ear to them.
Bilva Mangal rushed to the riverbank to reach
his heartthrob on the other side of the river. God’s leela is indescribable.
There was a sudden change in the weather. There was a storm accompanied by
heavy down pour of rain with lightening and thunder. The fishermen and boats
men ran ashore seeing the ghastly weather. It was pitch dark everywhere. No
boats man agreed to take Bilva Mangal across the river though he offered a huge
amount! Who would risk his life for mere currency! But Bilva Mangal was knee
bent on reaching Chintamani. He had lost his reasoning power long back. He
dived into water without a second thought! A dead body was floating across the
river. In the darkness around, he mistook it as a wooden plank and held it for
his support. His clothes were torn but he was not aware of it.
Finally he reached Chintamani’s house. He told
her the previous day that he would not be able to go to her house that day due
to his father’s ceremony. So Chintamani closed all the doors and dozed off to
sleep happily. Due to the heavy down pour, his voice or the banging of the door
did not reach her ears. In the lightening flash he saw a rope along the wall.
He climbed the wall through the rope and entered Chintamani’s house and woke
her up.
Chintamani was shocked to see him. He was half
naked, he was thoroughly drenched and he was emitting a foul smell. She
wondered how he reached her in such a ghastly weather. He told her that he held
a wooden plank and climbed up through a rope. Just then the rain stopped. She
came out to see the scene outside with the lamp. The rope he mentioned was a
poisonous snake and the plank was a decaying dead body. Bilva Mangal was
shocked and the lady was irritated at his indecent behaviour - ‘Are you not
ashamed of yourself? Are you a true Brahmin? Are you not supposed to do the
religious rites to your father? Can’t you control your senses for one day? Are
you so mad after a body, which has nothing but flesh and blood? Should you
ignore your dharma for this temporary pleasure and reach me in the dreadful
night holding a dead body and a snake? Can’t you understand the simple logic
that this external beauty of mine is but a passing phase and that sooner or
later I will be floating in water like that decaying dead body? Had you shown
half the interest you show on my body on lord Krishna he would have blessed you
and you too would have enjoyed spiritual bliss as opposed to the physical
happiness you derive from me.’
These words were more powerful than a slap on
his face! They struck him like a thunder! He analyzed himself. One never knows
what thoughts or words or deeds bring about a drastic change in anybody. These
words of admonition cleansed the perverted heart of Bilva Mangal and brought
him back to his original good self. Tears rolled down his cheeks.
He fell prostrate before Chintamani and said,
‘You are my guru. you have opened my eyes. I am very grateful to you.’ Chanting
the name of Lord Krishna he left her house.
Bilva Mangal was making a frantic search for
Lord Krishna. He was wandering all over the country ‘Old habits die hard’. One
day he came across a very beautiful lady. He followed her up to her house. Poor
lady, unaware of his admiration for her beauty walked in. Unable to forget her,
he sat outside the front gate. Her husband happened to come out after a while.
He was surprised to see a stranger at his doorstep and enquired his
whereabouts. Bilva Mangal frankly told him the truth and added ‘I am enchanted
by her beauty. If you don’t mind, I would like to stare at her to my heart’s
content. Please call her out.’ The man was a Sethji and the woman was his wife.
But unlike any other man he was touched by the stranger’s frankness. He found
no wrong in showing his wife for quite sometime. So he went into explain it to
his wife.
He found no wrong but God found it wrong. So He
made Bilva Mangal realize his mistake. Bilva Mangal cursed himself for such
crazy behaviour. When the lady came out to make a feast to his eyes, his mind
had separated from his eyes. Instead of enjoying with the eyes, his mind cursed
his lustful eyes, which brought shame upon him. So he hurriedly fetched two
thorns from a nearby tree and poked his eyes with them. He felt that was the
right punishment for his misguiding eyes. Blood rolled down his cheeks but he
was dancing away happily, chanting the name of Lord Krishna, which echoed to
the sky. The Seth and his wife were shocked to see the situation but were
helpless. But this situation cleansed him of the remnants of his immoral
behaviour.
Now the sole intention was to seek God and have
his Darshan. As Chintamani advised, unknowingly, he was singing songs of God
melodiously all the time. He was unmindful of physical comforts like food,
comfortable bed and rest. With tears rolling down his cheeks, he was chanting
the name of God moving from one village to another. Being blind he could not
move easily but he never minded. But how will God say ‘never mind’ to the
suffering of his devotees? He came down to him personally as a shepherd boy.
With a sweet voice he said ‘Dear Bilva Mangalji, you seem to be very hungry.
Please have this sweet and water. Bilva Mangal was lured to the voice of the
boy. He asked the boy his details.
Then the boy replied - I stay quite close by, I
don’t have any specific name. People call me with different names and I answer
them all. I look after the sheep. I am kind to those who are kind to me. Don’t
worry. I will come to you every day and feed you with good food. ‘So saying he
left Bilva Mangal, but took his heart with him.
Bilva Mangal was totally enchanted by the small
boy. Little did he know that the boy was the Lord himself come down to bless
him. So when he was falling a prey to the attractions of the boy, as days
passed by, he began to curse himself. ‘I thought I had passed the stage of
being lured by women. I thought I am interested only in God but I am mistaken.
Still I am pulled down towards a human being, towards this boy. How is this
attraction different from other attractions? ‘The boy read his mind and asked
him with his sweet voice.’ What are you thinking about? Shall we go to
Brindavan?’ He was thrilled at the offer but came back to his senses. He
expressed his inability. But the boy did not leave him. He said ‘Come on, hold
your stick, I’ll lead you. God leads us all to the righteous path no doubt but
here! God was literally leading the path of a blind devotee, blinded by his
love for him, to eternal bliss. As they reached Brindavan, the boy wanted to go
away, but Bilva Mangal held his hand tightly. The very next minute he felt his
body was electrified. He could feel the current waves passing from the boy’s
hand through his body. He had divine knowledge. He could guess at once that it
was God Himself that took personal care of him. With tears of joy he held
tightly the boy’s hand and said ‘Now I know who you are. It was very late but
atleast now I know you. I will not leave you any more. I will never leave you.
God touched his eyes with the other hand and at
once he got back his eyesight. He had a feast to his eyes. He saw to his
heart’s content the magnificent, glorious God. He couldn’t believe himself. He
fell down to the feet of God and continued to wash his feet with his continuous
flow of tears of joy.
As long as he lived, he spent his life in
spreading the powers of God through his songs and when his time had come to
leave this physical body he joined Paramathma.
Thus like ‘Bilva Patra’ (a leaf used in the
prayer of the lord) Bilva Mangal proved himself worthy and remained as one of
the special devotees of God, being blessed by God.
God is moved by the total faith of his devotees
and the devotees are elevated by the blessings showered upon them by God’s
immense love.
