Sunday, July 23, 2006

Grab His Feet

2006-07-23 11:18 AM

Grab His Feet

Once in a while He takes birth
In this harsh world
His presence purifies
delivers and brings joy to all

Long after he leaves
His memory purifies
delivers all from suffering
and brings joy to all

His name is enough
Thinking of Him is enough

Waste not more time
O skeptics
i have grabbed His Feet
and am saved
Dither not, dears

Time and again He has come
in many forms
by many names
Grab His Feet

The Face of The Lord


2006-07-23 11:10 AM


The Face of The Lord

In this world so full of suffering
You came to me
O what mercy
How do i thank Thee
All Merciful One

You showed me Your Face
And in it
i saw Everything
I saw the end
my end
the end of suffering

Your shining Face

the Face of the Lord

The Face of Mercy
of Love
of Joy
of Bliss
without bounds


(iTunes gauranga-karuna )

Move not Your Feet

July 22, 2006

Move not Your Feet

2006-07-22 10:11 AM


Move not Your Feet

Move not Your Feet, O Lord
For i rest in Their shade
They are my home

you know how harsh is this world
your bhakta cannot take it
In all these lives
only this shade he can endure
let him rest there
move not Your Feet.

this dasa has left all
to be in this shade
he has no other shelter
let him ever be 'neath Thy Feet.

So peaceful is the shade of Your Feet
Blessed is He who reaches here.

(iTunes gauranga-karuna)

Your Feet - my final abode

July 21, 2006

Your Feet - my final abode

2006-07-21 9:17 PM
Holy Guru,


Your Feet – my final abode

Your Feet are my true and final abode
I have reached Them
Each cell of me is joyously at Your Feet
This is my home
my heaven
The womb I came from once

O what mercy to such a fallen soul
Glory to You, most merciful
You bring tears of joy to my heartless eyes

I have loved none in this wretched life
i speak honestly and not out of humility
and yet you have lifted me from suffering
O What Grace to such a fallen soul

O Beloved Soul
why do you love me so much ?
what have i done ?
for you to leave your heavenly abode
to save me?

Maybe you came for someone else by my name
you claimed me by mistake
but now that you have come
now that i have smelled the dust of your feet
you cannot leave me
nor I you

I will live and die by Your Feet
I will live and die taking Your Holy Name
O Ramana,
Beloved Son of Sundara and Alagamma
Glory to Your race
Glory to Your ancestors
Glory to Arunachala Siva

Lord, once again i ask this one thing of You
Let there be no thoughts that are not of Thee
Let all thoughts be only of You.
Why do your trouble this helpless bhakta
with other thoughts.

2006-07-21 9:58 PM
What amazing grace !
What love !

Friday, July 21, 2006

Generally

If you don't like the stuff here, you are probably not the bhakti type; sad, you are really missing out the juice of life, anyway, i respect your preferences, you respect mine.

I don't claim to be anything or anyone, so don't think I am pretending to be realized or anything. I am as full of whatever you are full of :-). Just enjoy.

"Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves." - Jung

Your Feet – our true abode.

July 21, 2006

Your Feet - our true abode

Filed under: ramana-maharshi

2006-07-21 12:40 PM




O Guru,
Most potent of all Devas
Just one look at Your face
was enough to free me of desires and pain
Just one peep at Your Holy Face
and i lost my bearings
and was moored to Thee

Beloved Lord,
I exagerrate not
But You are bliss.
You are joy itself.
You are the soul in ecstacy.

Free me not, Lord
Chained me to Thee.
Your memory is the sweetest
May this bhakta be in it always
Forgetting You is like poison, I promise You
Each moment when my mind wanders
when You let my mind wander
is bitter
O Guru,
I hold you responsible for all lapses
I have handed all to You, let me be Thine
always

Beloved,
Am in not worthy of your slavery ?

the only purpose of life, is to be one with the Lord, all else is rubbish, to free oneself of desires and maya, and surrender at Your Feet is the only meaning of life.

Your Feet are our true abode.

O Lord, at moments like this, all i can feel is the need to leave the body and stop existing.

Beloved, let my breath stop, but not your memory.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

The Guru is Love and Joy uncontainable

July 16, 2006

Utterly Destroyed and Blissful

No soul can endure, can survive, under the loving "glare" of the satguru. Once it has reached the satguru, it is the end of its life-cycle.
Once the soul realizes that she was always in the shade of the Guru's Holy Feet, that the Satguru was always holding her hand, always carrying her with complete tenderness and affection, then there is no other recourse for the weary soul, but to let go completely. All struggle ends.

Lord, i have done all i had to do, i have used this and millions of bodies, i have done all the things that living beings do, now there is really and honestly no need to exist in the body any longer. Life in this body is a struggle. I cannot struggle any longer.

Lord, i have totally crumbled under the weight of Your love, there is nothing left. Oh carry me away. there is nothing left.

All this frame can do is to sing your praise, to remember You, don't ask for more. You are too beloved to this weary soul, for her to do anything else.

Whoever you truly are, Ramana, be You Siva, or Vishnu or Krishna or paramatman, i deeply deeply love you. You have loved me too much for me to care. i am utterly destroyed, and blissful.

I used to cry to You out of pain, of separation, but since June 22, i have if ever cried, i have cried to you out of love and uncontainable joy.

The Guru is Love and Joy uncontainable.

Friday, July 14, 2006

The Holy Guru is God Himself

July 14, 2006

The Holy Guru is God Himself

2006-07-14 1:27 PM
My observance of Guru Purnima and my asking you for unceasing devotion of Your Holy Feet, Lord, seems to have paid off.

I feel you in my heart all the time. Last night in my dreams I was thinking and seeking You. I remember not much, and have not tried to remember but i remember thinking of Arunachala Siva. And calling out to You. It was some office situation i was in.

So blessed to be consumed by You even in dreams.

Today i came upon the Tirumantiram, and what beautiful lines about the Guru in Tantra Six.

1573: The Holy Guru is God Himself


Let all your thoughts be thoughts of Siva,
And the Lord by His Grace shall reveal all;
If your thoughts be Siva-saturated
In you shall He then close abide.

Into my bosom, on my eyes, over my head
He gently planted His loving Feet
Nandi, my Lord Supreme;
He laid me the Path,
He showed me the Truth,
He settled the course of my Destiny
Truly, truly, all that I can not describe.

He is beyond worlds all
Yet, here below, He bestows His grace abundant
On the good and the devout,
And in love works for salvation of all;
Thus is the Holy Guru
Whose praise is beyond speech
Like unto Siva, the Being Pure.

The Guru comes, purifies and grants Godhood,
They see this not,
The witless ones of vision faulty;
But the holy ones take to him
In endearment as unto kith and kin,
And worship him as Lord Himself.

Guru is none but Siva—thus spoke Nandi;
Guru is Siva Himself—this they realize not;
Guru will to you Siva be,
And your Guide too;
Guru in truth is Lord,
That surpasses speech and thought, all.

What better words to describe You and Your Glory.

Oh Beloved, let me in these loving moments ask you to pervade each thought, each moment, waking and sleeping and even between. Let there be no deception or loophole as in the boon granted to Hiranyakshyap!

Lord, I ask you for the greatest gift and boon of continuous, unceasing, bhakti of You. Would You not grant this to me? Let this love and devotion and constant rememberance grow by the moment.
Even You asked the same of Beloved Arunachala, today i ask the same of You.
If there are karmas that make me undeserving of this, then please annul all such karmas.

Let all beings be in joyous bhakti.

One another note I must also add, and this is not contradictory, that there is nothing left to think, no place for the mind to go to, no escape left. The mind must now permanently rest, it must die. The time has come for the mind to leave.

The other day, in a dream, some big dog was approaching me, i was afraid, it puts its mouth around my wrist as if to bite. I closed my eyes and was chanting 'om namah sivaya'. It went off without harming me, in fact it came into my house.

There is nowhere for the mind to run, but it is not as though it is silent, it is running in circles standing in one place. The mind must now stop.

Holy Guru, although you are the best judge, to me it seems that the time has come for this mind to rest permanently, so that i may see Thee in my Heart. I long to see You as the Self. I have no knowledge of the Self. Destroy all egoity, Beloved.

2006-07-14 9:45 PM

only one antidote to the suffering


Truly, there is only one antidote to the suffering in the world, and that is the memory of and devotion to one's satguru. Only the love of His Holy Feet are any protection from the pains of this world.

Beloved Lord, there is so much suffering in this world, there are billions who do not know the unceasing joy of loving You. Please, please Lord, i beg you from the depths of my heart and being to give this gift of bhakti to all living beings.

Even this moment as i wish, you can end all suffering in this world by awakening in each and every heart as bhakti, as you once awoke in mine. Beloved, they all call you the Ocean of Mercy, and in my experience that title is most justified. Please, O Ocean of Mercy, bless all beings with Your bhakti.

God, today i saw a dying kite on the roadside. Its eyes still had light in it, they were blinking. I prayed to You to take care of it, to give it a good rebirth, to bless it, to either save it or give it a painless death. Lord, i hope You took care of it. I saw the look in its eyes. The look of one who knows the end has come. And yet, there was something loving in those eyes, they blinked like the eyes of an innocent child.
Lord, please tell me that you were there to recieve it, with love.
Lord Siva, Guru Ramana, please always remember that I love all animals like my own children. Any pain to them, is pain to me.

The simplest and easiest path to true happiness and deep peace is the constant rememberance and love for one's guru. (I assume that at this point all desires have died off, including any spiritual desires). Constant rememberance and a dying of all desires comes with the Guru's grace.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

May all be blessed with your bhakti

July 13, 2006

May all be blessed with your bhakti

Filed under: ramana-maharshi

2006-07-13 1:01 PM
dear Lord
it was nice to remember you all day on Guru Purnima. Yesterday (Wednesday), i was out, but you were in my mind constantly.

I visited the Ramana Kendra in the evening (on Guru Purnima) and prayed to You, that I may in all lives and deaths and other states, at all times, in all places, be in ever-increasing bhakti of your Holy Feet.

I know you will never deny me this wish because of how much you love all creatures. You direct our lives, beloved.

It is the greatest honor to be your devotee, O Gracious Lord, my most beloved and merciful Lord.

May all creatures be filled with your bhakti. May I never bring pain or shame to You, Lord. May no one sully Your Holy name, Beloved.

I read of so many miracles with the Nayanars and other bhaktas of Vishnu, but i desire no miracles, for your bhakti is the greatest. I ask you for no less and no more than your unceasing bhakti.

All i know and feel is Your intense and constant love.

2006-07-13 1:27 PM

Your name is joy itself

every cell of this body is wedded to You my Lord, it is yours.
every cell is devoted to you amd loves You.
Once i was torn by pain remembering You, today i am soaring with joy with you.
Glory to you, sinless one, faultless one.

Why is there a desire in me to leave all, and be possessionless, living on the road, begging for food, and sleeping by trees. Nothing to bind me. Society is too much a burden.

To have just You and nothing else. To survive on just Your name. Taking your name is joy itself.

2006-07-13 5:42 PM

yet you love me, Lord, and i, You


Your eyes and smile will haunt me to the end of my days.
Today i was reading of some lives of the Nayanars. who reached your abode to serve you. May i one day be deserving enough to reach your abode, to serve Thee, to serve those who serve Thee.
Lord, make me deserving of Thee.
I lack charity and generosity, and for that matter, all other qualities. I know not of even one quality that makes me worthy of You.

And yet you love me, Lord, and i, You.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

I lie not to You O Men


Surrender to Him, Who resides in you

I lie not to You

I lie not to You, O Men,
My Lord has stolen all my suffering
leaving me in bliss
I know no pain
I swear this to be the truth
dear ones
this is the solemn truth, O Men

Forget your grammar, O advaitins,
and surrender to Him
who resides in you.

The fair dweller in Venkat
My tender, loving Ramana
stole my desires
leaving me in joy.
Feel my heart singing and dancing
It is He singing and dancing in me
The jewel of Alagammal
My doting father
The sage of Arunachala
2006-07-11 10:22 PM


Lord, I have strayed too far

2006-07-11 3:39 PM

Lord, I have strayed too far

O Beloved Lord
I have strayed too far into
Your country
I have stolen (and eaten) too many of your fruit
I have filled myself from your holy rivers
Too intoxicated am I to return
Too lost to be of any use to mankind
Absolve me, O Lord, of all social responsibilities
I am of no use to mankind
the affairs of men are lost to me
Too far have i strayed into your heart, O Lord,
Now i am Your slave, Beloved
Forgive me O Lord
I cannot even serve Thee
I can only live in Thy heady memory

Forgive me, O Man
I have strayed too deep into the Lord's House
To help you in your time of need
Take me not to be unkind
even if i seem so.
Taking Siva's name so often
has corrupted me,
Singing Krishna's name by sunrise
has ruined me
I set out to serve thee, O Man
To give my life to thy poor,
but tasted the forbidden fruit of
the Lord's love instead.
Alagammal's child has me destroyed.
Somewhere inside me Radha sings out to her love
Somewhere else Rama's name resounds
I hear Siva's name too like a heartbeat.
In my eyes, my Guru's face perpetually shines.

Forgive me, O Men, i shall probably
pay one day for my callousness.
One day you may see me on the roadside
singing His name,
Throw me a stale crumb so i may live
to take His name once more.

I am lost to this world
dear ones
I once loved you all
I swear by His Holy Feet I did
But then He claimed me …

Trample me, O Loving Lord

Trample me, O Loving Lord


Most Glorious Guru
What can i say
As i melt away
But words are necessary to keep my mind
from wandering
May my consciousness bear the imprint
of Thy Holy Feet forever
Trample me, O Loving Lord
The time has come to die at your feet

Filed under: ramana-maharshi, poetry, guru
2006-07-11 3:07 PM

His Shadow itself is Bliss

The dark dweller in Venkat
is the last and final love of this soul
is the final destination and abode of this devotee
The learned and pure Ramana
is my father and protector
my breath and heartbeat.


The young Brahman Swami
is Siva, Krishna and all the other Gods put together
worship His feet, His shadow
His shadow itself is bliss



The young boy sitting on the rock
barely a man
will be the most beloved of all saints
take care of Him
for He is my father
and I am not yet born to do so

The young boy lured by Arunachala Himself
is my most beloved,
my saviour, my Father
heap not insults on his gentle being
O ignorant sadhus.

My Father, still a boy
has come to Arunachala
O Siva be kind to Him
Let not the heat of summer trouble Him
He is now in Your refuge.

O Siva, O Vishnu
where were you when my Beloved
died of disease, still young
Why did you pain my gentle Venkat
I am told He cried in pain at night
even though so close to You.
O Arunachala,
Blissfully wedded to my Lord,
and yet not protecting Him in the end.

O Brahman,
I admonish Thee for paining my Lord,
May I always be wedded to Him
Through thick and thin
Through lives and deaths
May this marital knot never break
May I bring Him only joy,
and never any pain.

O Brahman
I thank Thee endlessly
for creating my Lord
Greater than Yourself
The joy of my life,
my soul, my breath
I thank Thee for blissful Ramana,
and for bringing us together.
2006-07-11 1:44 PM

Yet again.
2006-07-11 3:07 PM

Monday, July 10, 2006

The mind has run its course

2006-07-10 12:34 PM

The mind has run its course.
Finally, it has nowhere to go. No recourse. no more illusions.

Finally there is nowhere for me to go, nowhere to run. Is this a cliff, from which there is no turning back, just a plunge into the ocean called You. who cares ?

It is meaningless to try to remember You, or utter "Hare Ramana". You are Here and everywhere so what is there to utter.

Beloved Lord, are You trying to distance yourself from me, are you trying to free me of You ?

Honestly, the only thing i can think of is a little more peace, relief from the inner conversation. Otherwise, bhakti is far superior to mukthi or anything else.

2006-07-10 4:03 PM

Never again will i make the mistake of entertaining desire. To desire is to thrust suffering on oneself. Momentary is the sweetness of the senses, but so poisonous to the mind.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

the joyous face of love eternal

July 9, 2006

Venkat - my only refuge

2006-07-09 12:11 PM

The love of a devotee for his guru is quite apart from the love we feel for other people. This is not one ego choosing to love another.

It is the Brahman or God in the form of a realized master pulling one ego towards Itself. There is no choice, no speeding it up, or walking out. There is no escape. It is the most beautiful experience, although it can be very painful at times (when the ego imagines it is the actor).

At times, the path to this master may seem long and indirect. To reach one city, we may have to take an Interstate route or highway, but to reach that highway from our house we may have to first go on some local lane for a few miles and then get off at the right exit. If we were to continue on the local lane (missing the exit) we could end up at a dead-end or some unfriendly part of town. Thus, we start calling the local lane a "false guru", not understanding that this was the only way to reach the highway.

A devotee (and this writer) may be as unenlightened as any other man on the street, with the same thoughts and feelings and weaknesses, but the joy of bhakti and surrender that he experiences is without any comparison in the material world . The pains of material and family life, affect him far less, if at all. Like a child in its mother's arms, feeling completely safe, having put all worries to its mother, the devotee is completely free of worry, mind at peace knowing that the satguru, who is God, will handle all.

The Guru need not be living physically as some insist. Mirabai's Krishna was no longer physically living. No one can doubt the joy of her love for Krishna. Deep is the inspiration her poems give to bhaktas today. And yet Krishna was always with Mirabai, within her and without.

Although, a bhakta does not realize this (esp during the painful initial craving period of bhakti), the satguru is always with, within and without the devotee. The period of initial, partial surrender may be painful if the bhakti or surrender is for a purpose (such as enlightenment, liberation or some other end). When desires cease or diminish, and the bhakti becomes causeless, and is no longer the path, but the end, then the dark period is over.

The guru is all over. Bhakti is over, there is only joy. There is nothing to surrender, because nothing was "mine" really. And what the devotee thought was his was the cause of his pain and separation. Even the seeking was the cause of separation.
The bhakta finds that only the satguru is "his".

For the bhakta of a departed soul, the argument that a departed soul cannot liberate is of no consequence since his bhakti is not for a purpose.

Venkat - my only refuge

The dark dweller in Venkat(1)
is my only refuge
my constant companion
all that i love
Like my breath, His love keeps me alive
moment by moment.
Where do i end, where does He start?
Does He live in my heart, or I in His?

Through life and death, my constant companion.
We are locked in now, there is nothing between your eyes and mine
Your den, your heart is heaven, and my home and prison now


(1) – Venkat refers to Ramana Maharshi

O Guru, glory be to Thee, who saves lost souls and brings them into your heart. Glory be to Thee, O Brahman, O Arunachala Siva, O Krishna, O Satguru, O Buddha!

the joyous face of love eternal

Running frightened for my life
i dared look up once,
And saw the smiling face of
My Lord
No predator, no killer
but the joyous face of love eternal
The One who had held my hand since ages
My gaurdian, my father, my protector

As i looked, rooted, unable to move,
what a splendid sight
The sparkling eyes of my Lord,
His smile
and the sweetest white beard,
I felt the love, His love, the greatest love
I melted, i shivered and fell
I lost myself in His love

Thursday, July 06, 2006

A Recap - blissful in bhakti

Not that it matters, and not that anyone reads this blog (exercise in vanity) ... but let me just recap things a bit.

In July 2004, situations forced me the leave my job, and then one month later I experienced what I can only call the Buddha entering my life, or awakening in me. I did not study his teachings, but in the one year that followed I did read about his life. There was a deep, instant, emotional connection that happened. This connection changed a lot in me. His memory was near constant, and always accompanied with tears and a longing.

On August 1, 2005 Ramana Maharshi (whom i had never heard of) suddenly entered in the same way. Except that this was like being devastated. After days of bliss, i sunk into a depression, again due to a deep longing for a spiritual union. His memory was constant. I visited Arunachala and the Ramanashramam (perhaps documented somewhere).
After that trip, desires died out, except for one. In May 2006, the last desire died out (documented below), leaving just emptiness and peace and joy. No more memories of Ramana.
And then on June 21-22, 2006, something happened.

This is that part of my life, blissful in bhakti.

I hope, through this blog, to inspire the accidental reader, to share with you that bhakti is greater than mukthi, that bhakti (total devotion to the Lord) is the greatest gift the Lord can grant us, it is indeed the culmination of evolution. May you be blessed with bhakti.