It is amazing how this world is ... how it can trap me! I am so in love with so much of this world ... the trees, the sunshine, the sunshine falling on the leaves, the greenery .... the animals, the birds, all creatures ... there is such a strong feeling that i am here to serve this universe ... i have no idea whether all this is a mind game to keep me trapped.
Yet, it is so joyous ...i can be so filled with joy at one moment, and then step back for a moment and realize how illusory all this is. Each and every creature right down to the insects are so dear. And yet a moment later anger can rise. I see all creatures as kings, as Your children, O Father, and myself as their servant, here only to serve them, not for myself. But yet, in all this first comes freeing oneself from the mind, from the impostor self.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
let me never forget your name
O Father
Whenever i take your name, let me come back into silence. Promise me this.
And grant me that your name never leaves me, that I keep taking it.
I realize that just being silent is not enough. The "I"-seeds have to go through enquiry. And somehow inquiry may not be as complicated as we think it to be. Just observe them arise with distance. Hard to put into words. Its easy to fall for the I-seeds, but equally easy to be puzzled by them and just let them be.
What is this strange "I" business that goes on, and take us over. How utterly strange and fictitious. Mostly harmless but every once in a while it takes over like a huge electric current in the form of anger or rage, and can do any amount of harm in that moment.
Grant me, O Father, that I never get swept away by the "I" thought, let me be independent.
Whenever i take your name, let me come back into silence. Promise me this.
And grant me that your name never leaves me, that I keep taking it.
I realize that just being silent is not enough. The "I"-seeds have to go through enquiry. And somehow inquiry may not be as complicated as we think it to be. Just observe them arise with distance. Hard to put into words. Its easy to fall for the I-seeds, but equally easy to be puzzled by them and just let them be.
What is this strange "I" business that goes on, and take us over. How utterly strange and fictitious. Mostly harmless but every once in a while it takes over like a huge electric current in the form of anger or rage, and can do any amount of harm in that moment.
Grant me, O Father, that I never get swept away by the "I" thought, let me be independent.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
what does "I" point to ?
What is this thing or person that all this "I", these thoughts regarding an "I" or "me" or "my life" are pointing to ?
Why do i keep giving up this search without finding a satisfactory answer. why do i give up and try finding solace or relief in being busy, in activity ? Who is searching, who is running away ?
Why do i keep giving up this search without finding a satisfactory answer. why do i give up and try finding solace or relief in being busy, in activity ? Who is searching, who is running away ?
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Your name, Father
I keep taking your name with each exhalation. It centers me, brings me back into silence.I need that little finger to hold onto, to make myself present and free of the mind. Your sweet name, Father.
Why did I never think of this before ? To take your name and be silent at the same time.
Ramana .... Ramana .... Ramana ....
Just when i think the battle is won, the mind comes back with new interests, new ideas ... pushing aside silence ... Father, till when will this continue, this molestation of the silent Being with the thoughts of this spurious entity that has controlled us all these lives. When will You step in, Father, when will you decide that enough is enough, and destroy the mind.
May all beings be liberated, Father. May all beings be free from suffering. May all be happy.
Why did I never think of this before ? To take your name and be silent at the same time.
Ramana .... Ramana .... Ramana ....
Just when i think the battle is won, the mind comes back with new interests, new ideas ... pushing aside silence ... Father, till when will this continue, this molestation of the silent Being with the thoughts of this spurious entity that has controlled us all these lives. When will You step in, Father, when will you decide that enough is enough, and destroy the mind.
May all beings be liberated, Father. May all beings be free from suffering. May all be happy.
