Journey to the eternity

After a glimpse of life's trials, I sought a journey up the summit. With not much effort, I was placed at the peak of the summit. I looked through clouds and watched the universe with grace. I wondered how weak the temptations were and how little effort was required to keep them at bay. As I stayed with that view, a feeling of pity for the world enveloped me. I started calling people to come up the summit. I threw a rope and extended my hands for them to climb up. A few trials ensued, manifesting as desires that sought power, grace, holiness, and even prosperity. I was moving closer to the things that I sought, and the trials became even more prevalent. Sitting on a mountain top, I still had access to the heavens at will. Music and arts divine decorated my heart with cushion and comfort. Also, with every trial, I started losing sight of the summit. The temples where the Goddess was praised still admitted me. I could see grace descending in the form of forgiveness, and the Goddess s...

Let me go through the drain of energy, the loss of happiness, ruminating on what came too fast, too deep, and was gone too soon. It's painful, distracting, a helpless pattern in a loop; However much I discern, It leaves me amidst a coup. I still go through the pain I had; It doesn't leave as soon as I wish it would. I ruminate on what I don't control, knowing what is in my control is mute. Whatever my past was, the causes for which there is an effect; If pain and confusion are those gifts, With grace, I accept that defect. How long will all this go on? At the most, all of one lifetime? Remember, I must, The grace of God puts none but a rhyme. There is bitterness, pain, despair, and even trauma. Yet I know all this won't go in vain, for what I am meant to claim. As is, so will be. As be, so is. The path made of flowers or thorns, I must walk through. Pause. Watch. The journey should go on. Shri Mataji, If this pain I must endure,  Be all my strength; If this pain must en...

Let me embrace Compassion, for each of us carries burdens unspoken.  Let me feel them in my heart, and not judge what I cannot see. Let me be absolutely Grateful for every experience, the good, the bad, and the ugly!  They have arrived as messengers of the Divine, shaping art out of ordinary clay. May I become Humble, for I have only one desire left: to become a child again. To return to my Divine Mother's womb — innocent, sweet, humble, and wise, without even knowing that I am any of these.

Sow silence in the sands of time, Harvest eternity from the mines of life. Let go of what’s gone, let come what may. In life or death, be here, now.

In my pursuit of becoming, I became someone. That someone, who was apart from everyone. He sought in many that someone; Anyone who was not that someone brought his unbecoming -- A battleground where judgments and reactions foul-played. He thought he had become a mirror that could reflect others in him. Poor him— he remained raw and unripened, unbecame once again. Her grace won't leave him too soon through... He began again the journey of becoming. But now, knowing he is in everyone and everyone is in him, and his journey is no more becoming anyone or someone! He could only love, not judge. He could only thank, not react. He could only humble down— not claim to become or unbecome anymore...

I am human. I am broken. I am bruised. Expectations break me. Guilt weakens my journey. I ruminate. I cry. I seek comfort. I seek company. I seek shoulders. I seek recourse. I want to rise again — not to repeat what broke me, not in blame that cannot heal me, not in denial, But in the acceptance of my faults. I master truth by facing it. I become light by recognising my shadow. I am human, but That is the 'myth'. I am meant to uncover and let manifest the shining light of Spirit within me. But then, who am I, truly? I am eternally joyful — Pure Spirit, absolutely detached. A fragment of cosmic dust, yet full of love. Every particle I touch glimmers with fragrance. Every particle that touches me becomes divine dust. I am a perpetual reality, born of Absolute Love! My Mother, Shri AdiShakti! My Father, Shri SadāShiva!!