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.