Monday, December 31, 2012

I Am!!!

Being born a woman in this life is my honor, privilege, & right. For my father deemed me strong enough to carry the cross. I will neither fall nor falter under the gaze of fear or contempt. I will not hide from injustice or crime. I will stand up. I will raise my head up high. I will run, walk, crawl. But I will never give in or up. I am Powerful, I am Strong, I am all that is Wonderful and Glorious. I Am a Woman Strong in the belief that I am here for a bigger reason. This is my truth. For I Am the Creation, the Child of SHIV SHAKTI!









Universal Consciousness




A day of mourning!  Black Saturday!  What does that mean?

Does it mean that one forgets after that day? That the issue at hand  is only worth remembering for one day?
Instead it being called a day of mourning or black Saturday shouldn't we rise above our egos, material world and step out of our comfort zone, outside of our own living rooms and make it a daily remembrance instead.  We live in an era of instant gratification. I feel it now; I want to react to it now; Now! Now! Now! And then the fever ends, and we  forget. We go back to our mundane existence where we are safe and not responsible for raising social, global and spiritual consciousness. When did we forget that we are all a part of this universe? Why do we only react and act (& sometime even that doesn't happen) when it happens to us or to someone who we care about. Otherwise, it’s just not our problem.

To break another’s spirit is so easy.  Easy enough that we don’t even realize that we do it. To a spirit, to the soul the physical/ sexual abuse is insignificant compared to the emotional, psychological and spiritual abuse. The physical body heals….but the soul resonates the sorrow it’s been exposed to for far too many lives. It’s something that is undesirable,unexplainable  (Yes even to one’s own self). How does one break down and process the feeling of someone’s physical, sexual, verbal, spiritual, and emotional assault on you? It’s almost impossible!

The fear and angry dissipates. What remains is loathe and disgust. Mostly at oneself. The perpetrators actions Deemen , Insult, Snatch away the very being of your existence, of your soul. And what remains are just memories of a life you had once imagined for yourself. And the best part is that the worst still lurks behind every corner. The Snide Remarks, The Snickering, The pity, The anger, The hate, The disgust, The pathetic looks, The downward glares, The Judgment, The Assumptions, The Rejection, The Contempt. And the victim is actually OK with, and understands it in a dysfunctional, delusional way! Because most times the victim feels, looks and regards themselves like that. The mirror isn't something that she/ he can ever look into the same way as before.  The mirror holds the souls true identity. Thru the mirror we see past our physical body, our reflection and look directly thru our eyes to the core of our Soul. Our Bare naked truth!

Whose truth?
The one suffering is suffering. They have to go thru what they have been put thru. They have no choice. They have been stripped naked.  But, what about the Perpetrator (s) and bystander (s)? And by bystanders I don’t mean the one (s) who are present at or around when the assault is happening. By bystanders I mean ME, YOU, and US!  ALL OF US! Standing by and doing nothing makes us all the perpetrator (s) and worse. To will fully allow or stand by and do nothing while a soul is being destroyed, is a crime against all of humanity. When, Why, How did we adopt an attitude of, “it doesn't matter to me or affect me, because it isn't happening to me”? Don’t we see the damage we are doing on so many levels? We are teaching our children that it’s ok to let someone suffer. We are teaching our children, our youth our future, that it’s ok to disrespect another soul. To look away. Not Care. That it’s ok not to stand up for the weak, for the ones who can’t and/ or don’t know how.

A Valid question arises here….What if the victim doesn't want help?
The victim always wants help. But doesn't know how to get it, ask for it, and reach out for it. The Reason?  Simple! You will be judged, you will be told that you did something to bring it upon yourselves, that it was your fault, and the best one……YOU DESERVE IT!

Today along with billions (I hope) in India and across the globe, I am saddened, disappointed and disgusted to my very being. Firstly at myself, and then at all of humanity.  It would be easy for me to say that this happens only in India. NO. This abuse, lack of respect and disregard on the most basic human level for another happens across our universe. In every county, in every nation. And it is brushed under the carpet. Or discussed fervently and passionately for a few days, weeks, months…and (that’s pushing it) and then lo n behold we forget. We move on in our existence as if nothing happened. We treat it like a social meeting, gathering. We are completely there in that moment, for that day, for that event. And then, just like that we forget. Until it happens to us, to the one we love. And then, it’s too late.

The time has come for Action, not Empty, Hollow Words. But Action! Lip service is easy, talk is cheap. It’s our Actions that Matter. It doesn't have to be a big thing. The smallest act is all that is needed.  Help one, just one single person. Be a source of inspiration to others. Set an example. Lead By Example. Not waiting, wanting something back in return. Do it without a motive, a hidden agenda. DO it with Nishkam Karma.” To action alone hast thou a right and never at all to its fruits; let not the fruits of action be thy motive; neither let there be in thee any attachment to inaction.” The Bhagavadgita

  Have Empathy not Sympathy. Treat another the way you would like to be treated. Let’s Respect and Honor what The Almighty has given us.  Let us Rise above our own fears and limitations. The time for our Evolution is on hand. Let’s not slip back into our safety nets. Let’s rise and raise Universal Consciousness. Let us Never Forget the horror inflicted on Women, children and men alike, every single minute of every single day across the Globe. Let us build up from our mistakes, from our failures, from our weakness. Turn our Negative into True, Pure, Positive, Empowering Energy and Life Force.

LETS US NEVER FORGET!






Sunday, December 23, 2012

Illusion!!!



She says she loves him. More than anyone else could! So blessed he feels. The out pour of the pure, transparent and divine love that flows thru him is surreal. The smile refuses to leave his lips. He feels like he is finally home! Peace and love is all he feels, experiences and anticipates for his future.

How could he think or feel anything less than that omnipresent love he yearned for thru so many life times. He was blessed! He is saved!  And to add to his joy and mirth another gift awaited him! He was loved and embraced not by one but by two forms of SHAKTI!  He couldn't believe his blessings! With tears flowing he fell down on his knees. The sounds being emitted from his soul were those of pure, true relief!  To be with his mother and sister, what more could he ask for! This is what he had waited for!  This is what he was told would happen. When all doors shut it’s your Mother in all her forms that take care of you. Who else would know your soul so well?!!!


Could this be what salvation feels like?


With much hope, adulation, and devotion he moves towards them! They smile and beckon him.  He moves with the speed of light (running just seems too slow, too futile)! The power that overtakes him leaves him speechless!  His smile widens, his heart fills with celestial love. The tears haven’t stopped flowing. But none of that matters. Not anymore! His Mother awaits him!


Open arms, and unsaid words of divine, pure, blissful love and comfort beckon his soul!  He is finally home, in the lap of his Ma’s unconditional love!


Or is he?

His SHAKTI, his mother, his love in all her form and glory........ An Illusion???  Just an illusion! He mistook and misunderstood, yet again! This wasn't salvation, or unconditional, pure, immaculate, magnificent, heavenly love! He is dumbstruck, lost, saddened, disheartened, and disappointed. The flow of his ecstatic, elated and exuberant tears have been replaced by tears of blood, anguish, and that all so familiar feeling of melancholy.
This wasn't his home. This was just want he wanted to feel and experience. His eagerness and desperation for the pure divine, omnipresent love and light led him astray. He saw what wasn't there. His mother, his sister, his SHAKTI, they weren't who he thought they were.  They were just his ILLUSION!

This was (HIS) Maya! His mother, ADI SHAKTI would never entice or delude her child with false love, hope and grace.


It was just an (HIS) illusion, or was this his desperation?