Govinda GoOvinda- may Lord Venkateswara bless you all. I entered the realm of Vishnu- the phase of Stillness and it happened on a motorcycle, how appropriate. on the last seventy kilometer stretch of the drive, mind became perfectly still while everything else moved on the shitty forest roads. I will explain the politics surrounding Shiva, Vishnu and Brahma at a later time but these are essentially stages in the journey to Self. speak less, and wander less- these were Jungle Swami’s parting words when I first came to see Him. (I remember spending guru poornima here and wondering if He could be my next Master). I’ve been asked not to share my experiences henceforth- they are personal I’m told and no one would understand. when the mind is Still, you will find the “I” thought. it is the I behind every thought before it gets scattered by mind. find yourself before chasing any more dreamshit. if you ask yourself- who am I- you will get many answers- name/race/nationality/etc. on investigation you find them not real but may have to go through many many many (can’t emphasize more) layers of latent subconscious before you realize. this mother “I” has no answer. it simply exists, staring at you. it has never blinked, only our focus is outward. this “I” will take me to it’s source, the seat of Brahma. it is mesmerizing and I cannot blink either, lest I fall asleep. true to the advice, there won’t be much to share until I witness the source of “I” or Self. in the realm of Vishnu, it is life that takes prominence while you remain still. they say Polai Swami is a harsh teacher and not many can withstand the pressures. undoubtedly those were the toughest two years of my life and I was in my home district. He tied me down even though all doors were open. He still is a softie compared to Jungle Swami. it is an honor to serve under two Dattatreyas. I highly doubt there will be anyone after me. life is much harsher than I had anticipated but today was special, I started cooking. not only that, I served breakfast to the new Master. it is symbolic. Anna Danam or food donation has begun, this time in the impoverished forests of India. there is much poverty and I have only a desire to feed and an empty earthen bowl that fed me at the caves. I had lost appetite and it saved my life. now to create my very own corporation, to backup the magic bowl. it is addicting, what can I say- beware.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 16:54:27 +0000
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