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| Prevent me from remaining a creature of habits! | for everyone |
"EVERYTHING works together to prevent me from remaining a creature of habits, and in this new state, in the midst of these circumstances, so complex and unstable, I have never before so completely lived Thy immutable peace or rather the “1” has never before disappeared so completely that Thy divine peace alone is alive there. All is beautiful, harmonious and calm, all is full of Thee. Thou shinest in the dazzling sun, Thou art felt in the gentle passing breeze, Thou dost manifest Thyself in all hearts and live in all beings. There is not an animal, a plant that does not speak to me of Thee and Thy name is written upon everything I see.
O my sweet Lord, hast Thou at last granted that I may belong entirely to Thee and that my consciousness may be definitively united with Thine? What have I done to be worthy of so glorious a happiness? Nothing except to desire it, to want it with constancy — that is very little.
But, O Lord, since now it is Thy will and not mine that lives in me, Thou wilt be able to make this happiness profitable to all; and its very purpose will be to enable the greatest possible number of beings to perceive Thee.
Oh, may all know Thee, love Thee, serve Thee; may all receive the supreme consecration!
O Love, divine Love, spread abroad in the world, regenerate life, enlighten the intelligence, break the barriers of egoism, scatter the obstacles of ignorance, shine resplendent as sovereign Master of the earth."
-The Mother,
in 'Prayers and Meditations'
Karaikal, April 13,1914
"I don’t know if you have read Tolle’s A New Earth, but he has the following to say about Descartes (a little bit off-topic, but interesting nonetheless):
Jean-Paul Sartre… looked at Descartes’s statement “I think, therefore I am” very deeply and suddenly realized, in his own words, “The consciousness that says ‘I am’ is not the consciousness that thinks.” What did he mean by that? When you are aware that you are thinking, that awareness is not part of thinking. It is a different dimension of consciousness. And it is that awareness that says “I am”. If there were nothing but thought in you, you wouldn’t even know you are thinking."
from another comment:
"Despite his categorical rejection of conventional religion, Brooke said that Einstein became angry when his views were appropriated by evangelists for atheism. He was offended by their lack of humility and once wrote. “The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility.”
courtesy and thanks to
http://www.thechangeblog.com/2008/05/19/einstein-and-the-path-to-god/
"The word god is for me nothing more than the expression and product of human weaknesses, the Bible a collection of honourable, but still primitive legends which are nevertheless pretty childish. No interpretation no matter how subtle can (for me) change this." from a letter written by Einstein:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2008/may/12/peopleinscience.religion/print
| One has to empty the old accumulation ! | for everyone |
'The life you lead conceals the light you are.”'
Savitri B. IV, C. III, P. 370
The web page in http://searchforlight.org under contemplation stirred some memoirs, offering a right solution I was searching for. This is not new or unique, who are associated with the Ashram or the devotees of The Mother. Whatever you ask, comes through the Grace. The Mother herself had asserted this:
“All prayers are granted; every call is answered”
Sometime back, I put this message in the Y! 360 blast”:
Some people make things happen,
some watch things happen,
while others wonder what has happened
What kind are you?
And there was one reply..the only reply:
The reply from a blog friend, was the material for contemplation I chose today.
வலைப்பதிவில் கிடைத்த அறிமுகம் தான்.. ஆனாலும் மகளே என்று அழைக்கத் தோன்றியது மகளாகத் தான் நினைத்தேன் முகம் தெரியாது ஆனாலும் குரல் தெரியும் .. வெள்ளிச் சதங்கை போல கல கல என குரலில் ஒலித்த அந்த ஆர்வம் ..எதையும் நன்கு ஆராய்ந்து எழுதுகிற பக்குவம்.. திருமணமாகி பெங்களூரில் வாழுகிற மகளே நலமா?
Then there was another reply sent to another blog friend, to her query:
“There is a wisdom in the Hindu mythology.
A Guru, wanted to test his disciples, their level of understanding, and called them all. He gave them a vessel each and asked them to empty the air out of the vessel.
One by one tried to empty the air…..one tried sucking, one filled the vessel with stones and so on…. they could not succeed as they could see that there were some gaps and there was air.
One disciple went to the Guru, saying that he had fulfilled the task. when the Guru asked for proof and how he had done it, the disciple humbly replied that he had replaced the empty vessel with water to the brim and there was no room for air.
The moral of this story preaches, not one but two beautiful lessons, Nisha!
One is,nothing can remain vacuum in this world..something has to occupy the space….if you don' t like one, you've the liberty to replace it with another!
The second is, in order to gain the next upper stage, you’ve to empty all your old accumulations, otherwise you'll become stagnant/inert….one has to empty the old accumulation in order to receive new things.
I am not a Guru, nor a learned person, capable of offering solutions to every problem, I cannot suggest anything except prayers and I can see you ve some preconceived notions as to that.
The solution has to come from within.”
When I wrote the reply, I never had the faintest idea, that the reply is going to offer a permanent solution to the problem I am having with my employers.
இதுவும் வலைப்பதிவில் கிடைத்த அறிமுகம் தான்.. தற்சமயம் திருமணமாகி சிங்கப்பூரில் வாழுகிற, நிஷா என்கிற புனை பெயரில் அறிமுகமான இன்னொரு மகளே நலமா?
| Not for vain repetition were you built! | for everyone |

"O Force-compelled, Fate-driven earth-born race,
O petty adventurers in an infinite world
And prisoners of a dwarf humanity,
How long will you tread the circling tracks of mind
Around your little self and petty things?
But not for a changeless littleness were you meant,
Not for vain repetition were you built;
Out of the Immortal's substance you were made;
Your actions can be swift revealing steps,
Your life a changeful mould for growing gods.
A Seer, a strong Creator, is within,
The immaculate Grandeur broods upon your days,
Almighty powers are shut in Nature's cells.
A greater destiny waits you in your front:
This transient earthly being if he wills
Can fit his acts to a transcendent scheme.
He who now stares at the world with ignorant eyes
Hardly from the Inconscient's night aroused,
That look at images and not at Truth,
Can fill those orbs with an immortal's sight.
Yet shall the godhead grow within your hearts,
You shall awake into the spirit's air
And feel the breaking walls of mortal mind
And hear the message which left life's heart dumb
And look through Nature with sun-gazing lids
And blow your conch-shells at the Eternal's gate.
Authors of earth's high change, to you it is given
To cross the dangerous spaces of the soul
And touch the mighty Mother stark awake
And meet the Omnipotent in this house of flesh
And make of life the million-bodied One.
The earth you tread is a border screened from heaven;
The life you lead conceals the light you are.
Immortal Powers sweep flaming past your doors;
Far-off upon your tops the god-chant sounds
While to exceed yourselves thought's trumpets call,
Heard by a few, but fewer dare aspire,
The nympholepts of the ecstasy and the blaze.
An epic of hope and failure breaks earth's heart;
Her force and will exceed her form and fate.
A goddess in a net of transience caught,
Self-bound in the pastures of death she dreams of life,
Self-racked with the pains of hell aspires to joy,
And builds to hope her altars of despair,
Knows that one high step might enfranchise all
And, suffering, looks for greatness in her sons.
But dim in human hearts the ascending fire,
The invisible Grandeur sits unworshipped there;
Man sees the Highest in a limiting form
Or looks upon a Person, hears a Name.
He turns for little gains to ignorant Powers
Or kindles his altar lights to a demon face.
He loves the Ignorance fathering his pain.
A spell is laid upon his glorious strengths;
He has lost the inner Voice that led his thoughts"
Sri Aurobindo
SAVITRI,
| "I used to hate and avoid pain" - Sri Aurobindo | for everyone |
"I used to hate and avoid pain....”“It suffers; sometimes it suffers with a very ... a strange kind of suffering! A very strange kind of suffering. But then, how everything is wonderfully arranged! In the Aphorisms, there are all those things of Sri Aurobindo about the unreality of suffering, and it has come just at the right time!
On April 23, Mother received aphorism 494:
"I used to hate and avoid pain and resent its infliction; but now I find that had I not so suffered, I would not now possess, trained and perfected, this infinitely and multitudinously sensible capacity of delight in my mind, heart and body. God justifies himself in the end even when He has masked Himself as a bully and a tyrant."
Mother commented it thus:
"This is the very lesson the Supreme Lord is trying to teach the body He is transforming."
Then on April 28, Mother received aphorism 500:
"Suffering makes us capable of the full force of the Master of Delight; it makes us capable also to bear the other play of the Master of Power. Pain is the key that opens the gates of strength; it is the high-road that leads to the city of beatitude."
I said to myself, "But how wonderfully arranged it is!" It just came to tell my body, "Don't worry!..." The duality [suffering and bliss] is so, so concrete that my body is ... it groans, literally groans as if it were suffering terribly, and at the same time it says to itself, "Ah, this is bliss!" And it groans! You understand, the two are like this ... (fused gesture).
It depends on a little something that looks like an act of will - but that's not it. That's not it. I really don't know ... it's something new.
The body groans, and it says, it says to itself it's suffering, then a little something occurs (but I don't exactly know what it is; it looks more like an act of will, but that's not it), and there's no more suffering, yet it's not at all what we call "bliss" - we don't know what it is ... it's something else. It's something else. But extraordinary. New, completely new - completely new. So all this is blurred, as it were, imprecise, it's like ... something taking place in a nebula, which is not this and not yet that.
(silence)
It's no longer, no longer ... visibly no longer the body consciousness as it was. No longer: the relationships are no longer the same, the way of hearing, of speaking ... (speaking is very difficult, it takes a considerable effort). And it isn't yet ... oh, it's on the way to something, but it's not there yet.
(long silence)
But the presence of the Grace is an absolutely marvelous thing! Because as I see things, the experience as it is ... if I were not given at the same time the true meaning of what's taking place, it would be endless agony - it's the old way of being which is dying.
Naturally, there is the whole yogic preparation, but the body is ... you know, it's a constant miracle! People couldn't bear it for more than a few minutes, and it goes on and on and on....
It began exactly on the day of darshan.
Once or twice, the body was offered to go back to the previous condition - it refused. It said, "No, it's EITHER this, or else leaving."
That's why it's going on.... How many days is it since the darshan? 24, 25, 26 ... today is?
The 29th: six days.
It didn't seem so long! That's another miracle: I thought it was three days.
(long silence; then Mother looks at something with a smile and shakes her head several times)
It's ... it's FAR MORE marvelous than we can imagine - everything, everything ... “
thankfully excerpted from
“The Agenda”
entry dated 29 April, 1970.
to read the entire entry,
http://www.aurobindo.ru/workings/ma/agenda/11/1970-04-29.htm
| I feel harassed! | for everyone |
I feel harassed!
I feel very harassed.
Harassed?
Especially in the subconscient.
Oh, me too! Oh, there's a general revolt. But the consciousness of the "how," that is to say, of what must be done inwardly, is growing more and more clear and precise. But everything, absolutely everything seems to be going awry - people, things, everything. Not a day passes when I am not told four or five hair-raising stories ... and some take place here. At the same time, the consciousness is clear, clear, increasingly clear.
But I can't see what has the power to dissolve that, because in the waking consciousness one is more or less ... I won't say luminous, but anyway, striving towards the Light; then you close your eyes and fall asleep-three minutes later you're being chased and fighting against things .... Why is it like that? What can dissolve that?
Oh, is it like that?
Yes. What can dissolve that?
The Supreme's consciousness, the true consciousness.
Yes, but then you feel as if you close your eyes and are someone else, and that's that.
(Mother gasps for breath)
It's true, I spent years and years and years changing that - that is, having the consciousness remain conscious the whole night.
But it takes a very long time.
Do you do a concentration before going to sleep?
Oh, always. That's the surprising thing, in fact.
What's the nature of it? Vital or mental?
I feel it's vital .... Last night, for instance, there was a huge ship on which I was a stowaway, or ticketless, and I spent I don't know how many hours running from one place to another to hide, chased because I had no ticket, or because I had no right to be there, chased and pursued. What world is that?
The vital.
And what ship is that? ... Society?
But it's very interesting, tell me!
(after a silence)
You see, all movements of evolution - all of them, on whatever plane they may be - all movements of evolution are expressed as a means of transport: ship, train, car, anything. So then ... were there lots of people on the ship?
Yes, a lot.
Was it a big ship?
Yes, it was a big liner.
Then (laughing) it's surely that! It's collective evolution, as it is according to the laws of ordinary nature, and what you represented there was the higher knowledge wanting to change the pace, change the course of the ship. It's very clear. And of course (laughing), you know the ways of the world: it doesn't want to be troubled! So you had to hide.
Oh, yes, I was chased, I ran from one cabin to another, looking for some corner or the other to take refuge.
Yes, that's it.
It's very tiring.
Only, if in your sleep you remained in touch with the supreme Consciousness, instead of feeling chased, you would probably have felt that you WANTED to be there, that you were not wanted and were hiding so as to do your work. It's simply a nuance in the sensation, you understand? But this image ... oh, how many times it's happened to me!
Me too, several times.
Yes, and places with a huge crowd that wants to attack you. But then, when you remain like that, in contact, you have the sensation of this Consciousness guiding you away from all ill wills.
It's very interesting! It's a very correct image. That's how they are, those who show the way.
They're assailed.
Assailed, yes, literally.
It's in the vital, but if the vital keeps contact, then you can see that you are assailed, but you know you are fully protected. So then, you do what's necessary so as not to be found, but you don't have a sensation of threat.
Yes, those things will change only when ... when the world changes. But right now, it's fully in revolt, oh, as if something had been thrown into it which caused a seething furor everywhere.
Because even during the day, without any reason, at times I have the feeling that everything grates, that I am ill at ease or unwell. And yet, in my clear consciousness, there's no ground for it.
Yes, that's right. But recently (quite recently, once yesterday, and once last Friday), I had that sort of ... (what's the word? I don't know what they call it, but he thinks [["He thinks," that is to say, the doctor looking after Mother thinks. ]] it's a "disease" - I said, "I have no diseases!") ... it's the nerves, the nerves which are nervously attacked by others' nervous atmosphere - it results in almost intolerable sufferings. Since I settled here, I had never had that, it was Sri Aurobindo who took it away from me (I had explained it to him: it had happened to me when I went back from India to France, and it was rather serious). But since I came here, never. And it came back the other day through someone who was here and who caused it. Yet that someone doesn't know at all and has no CONSCIOUS ill will. And yesterday again, with someone else, it was the same thing. So I had to ... put the Lord on the nerves forcefully - it took me more than half or three quarters of an hour to succeed in restoring order.
Then I said to myself, "Goodness! The battle is getting serious."
It's a "disease." They call it a disease of the nerves: all the nerves are sensitized and suffer terribly. When I first had it, I could no longer eat, no longer sleep, no longer move, no longer ...
And that was because ... [[That was the time when, in France, Mother spent nights walking through gardens full of snakes (Richard's atmosphere). ]] I had done something mad: I went back to France after leaving my psychic being here; so it seized me as soon as I was far enough from the atmosphere; as soon as I entered the Mediterranean, it began. And it was very serious.
Now and then, there were attacks like that, but when I came back here, Sri Aurobindo drove it away completely (that was long ago). It's only last Friday that it came, and yesterday ... I hope it won't recur.
But that's the battle .... It's like what's happening there for P.L.: everywhere it's a battle. Especially in the vital, especially, still more than in the mind; in the mind, there's a movement of understanding, but in the vital ... a rage, you know, a rage.
We must hold out. That's what I said to myself: we just have to hold out, there's nothing else to be done.
And the only way is ... you understand, it's to cling to the Supreme Consciousness (Mother clenches her two fists), and to cling to such a point that It alone exists - not to be directly conscious of the surrounding ill will. That's very important. You see, there is NOTHING but the Supreme, all the rest doesn't exist, isn't true. Like this (same gesture with clenched fists). So then, one must do like that, hold on like that, as if you stood on a peak surrounded by attacking waves.
You understand, the consciousness can no longer feel - it sees, it is aware, but it can no longer feel, that's over. But the physical is still ... I thought that was over, but it can still feel.
It's vital ill will, everywhere. It makes people unpleasant, angry, with reactions ...
We only have to hold out, that's all - nothing to be done, there's nothing else to be done.
(silence)
If we aren't capable, then everything has to be done all over again!
(silence)
It's the possibility for the physical cells to bear out the physical transformation. That's why ... that's why there is death! (laughing) When one can't bear up, one dies.
It's not a joke, you know. But it's interesting.
It's interesting because, I remember, I had already been doing the yoga; I already had an experience greater than most people have when I had that difficulty with the nerves (it was in 1915), I remember how it was and how I held out. And it has come back after ... 1915 and now it's 1969, that is to say more than fifty years later. And I really felt the difference in my body, really. The first day it came (I should tell you that it's one of the pains regarded as hardest to bear), when it came, the only ... there was nothing but, "Ah, You." That's all. Like that. And clinging like this (same gesture with clenched fists), not moving anymore. Those are pains that prevent you from breathing, prevent you from moving; they're extreme, all the nerves go awry; well, before, I knew, I would call, but I was somehow (at least partly) identified with the pain, whereas this time, the reaction wasn't one of suffering - the suffering was there, but no reaction of ... oh, what might be expressed as that wonderful "self-pity" people always have. Well, that was completely gone, there was only, "Ah! ... You, You, You, You, You ..." And there was a pressure on the person who was there - who by the way wasn't aware of anything, neither the other day nor yesterday (the first time, it was a woman; yesterday it was a man): they didn't notice anything.
But I said to myself, "Well, well, things are getting serious!" The vital world has started rebelling.
That's it: before going to sleep, you should concentrate with the will - an obstinate will - of being completely identified with the Supreme Consciousness, like this (same gesture with clenched fists), whatever happens. So the circumstances will be the same, but instead of that discomfort at being chased, you see everything with ... you see how the Consciousness is with you to help you in all circumstances.
Then it becomes very interesting. Very interesting.
Are you tired when you wake up?
Generally, yes.
But I take it as a good sign! (Mother laughs) It means you're doing well, things are doing well!
Good!
Thankfully excerpted from the Mother's Agenda, entry dated 12th November, 1969. This being acknowledge with gratitude, for the insight and a possible solution to a current predicament, gained by reading......and the Mother's Grace always protecting.
In all circumstances, Be always with this being, Maa!
| with shame and remorse recognizing my own errors | for everyone |
Thankfully, excerpted from
A Prayer To Recognize My Own Faults
And Keep in Mind the Objects of Refuge
"When I examine myself, I see
That everything I’ve done has only added on to my confusion,
That all my thinking has been stained
By the obscuring emotions and by grasping.
Not seeing that even my virtuous acts
Are polluted with negativities
Where else is there to end up but in the lower realms?
As for the way I behave and what I’ve done,
Bringing these to mind, I am sickened.
Looking to others, I am only more discouraged;
There are no friends to benefit and ease my mind.
If I cannot take care of myself now,
Others cannot give me refuge when hope is exhausted
And I’m in the hands of the messengers of the Lord of Death.
To wait for a rescue that can never come,
Isn’t that self-deception?
Thus, with shame and remorse recognizing my own errors,
Whatever offenses against Dharma have occurred,
Whatever samaya transgressions and violations,
I won’t try to conceal from those with wisdom vision.
From the bottom of my heart, I confess;
With your compassion, please endure me.
Be my refuge from the danger of the precipitous, errant path;
Grant the deliverance of finding the perfect, liberating path.
My whole life has been spent practicing this and practicing that
With nothing in my hands to show for it,
No attainment.
"From now on, avoiding the miserable path of knowing much,
And missing the one thing I need
Why not go on the path of knowing the one thing that frees all? "
....................
.....................
Grant your blessing that I have no wish to see the faults of others.
Grant your blessing that evil, cruel, and vicious thoughts be pacified.
Grant your blessing that wholesome thoughts arise deep from within.
Grant your blessing that desire may lessen and contentment increase.
Grant your blessing that I remember the uncertainty of the time of death.
Grant your blessing that I be unconcerned at the time of death.
Grant your blessing that I develop trust in Dharma.
Grant your blessing that I practice impartial pure perception.
Grant your blessing that I develop unfabricated devotion and respect.
Grant your blessing that I persevere, seeing that I have so little time left.
Grant your blessing that I be able to establish Dharma as my ultimate innermost goal.
Grant your blessing that I free my mindstream the innermost practice.
Grant your blessing that I have no obstacles to practice
Grant your blessing that the fruit of my practice may ripen quickly.
Grant your blessing that all conduct with those with whom I have a karmic link may be meaningful.
Grant your blessing that the duality of hope and fear be extinguished.
Grant your blessing that I see nondual wakefulness.
Grant your blessing that I recognize my own innate wakefulness.
Grant your blessing that I hold the dharmakaya citadel.
Grant your blessing that I gain the great effortless certainty."
Wth gratitude, for this beutifully worded Prayer.
| Surrender, Self-offering and Consecration! | for everyone |
Here is how Mother defined Surrender:Surrender, Self-offering and Consecration
“Surrender is the decision taken to hand over the responsibility of your life to the Divine.
Without this decision nothing is at all possible: if you do not surrender, the Yoga is entirely out of the question.
Everything else comes naturally after it, for the whole process starts with surrender.
You can surrender either through knowledge or through devotion. You may have a strong intuition that the Divine alone is the truth and a luminous conviction that without the Divine you cannot manage. Or you may have a spontaneous feeling that this line is the only way of being happy, a strong psychic desire to belong exclusively to the Divine: "I do not belong to myself," you say, and give up the responsibility of your being to the Truth.
Then comes self-offering: "Here I am, a creature of various qualities, good and bad, dark and enlightened. I offer myself as I am to you, take me up with all my ups and downs, conflicting impulses and tendencies - do whatever you like with me." In the course of your self-offering, you start unifying your being around what has taken the first decision - the central psychic will.
All the jarring elements of your nature have to be harmonised, they have to be taken up one after another and unified with the central being. You may offer yourself to the Divine with a spontaneous movement, but it is not possible to give yourself effectively without this unification.
The more you are unified, the more you are able to realise self-giving.
And once the self-giving is complete, consecration follows: it is the crown of the whole process of realisation, the last step of the gradation, after which there is no more trouble and everything runs smoothly.
But you must not forget that you cannot become integrally consecrated at once.
You are often deluded into such a belief when, for a day or two, you have a strong movement of a particular kind. You are led to hope that everything else will automatically follow in its wake; but in fact if you become the least bit self-complacent you retard your own advance. For your being is full of innumerable tendencies at war with one another - almost different personalities, we may say. When one of them gives itself to the Divine, the others come up and refuse their allegiance. "We have not given ourselves," they cry, and start clamouring for their independence and expression. Then you bid them be quiet and show them the Truth.
Patiently you have to go round your whole being, exploring each nook and corner, facing all those anarchic elements in you which are waiting for their psychological moment to come up.
And it is only when you have made the entire round of your mental, vital and physical nature, persuaded everything to give itself to the Divine and thus achieved an absolute unified consecration that you put an end to your difficulties. Then indeed yours is a glorious walk towards transformation, for you no longer go from darkness to knowledge but from knowledge to knowledge, light to light, happiness to happiness....
The complete consecration is undoubtedly not an easy matter, and it might take an almost indefinitely long time if you had to do it all by yourself, by your own independent effort.
But when the Divine's Grace is with you it is not exactly like that. With a little push from the Divine now and then, a little push in this direction and in that, the work becomes comparatively quite easy.
Of course the length of time depends on each individual, but it can be very much shortened if you make a really firm resolve. Resolution is the one thing required - resolution is the master-key.”
The Mother
as quoted by Shakuntala, a participant in Lotus Hall forums in an entry in Yr 2003
with due courtesy to the author and the site
| “A self-fulfilling transcendence treads man's road; |
| Savitri Bk. III, C. IV, Pp. 339 |
| A stealth of God compel the heart to bliss..! | for everyone |