A Moments Indulgence

I have received the infinite grace of Him. I can't say I'm free, however, I'm relieved.

Every wrong doing that my conscious says so, I can't change in this life time, may be that is the most hapless thing in my life. Nevertheless, I'm aware of 'I', its play, modifications, little disobedience, and this is enough of it.

I can't agree more with J. Krishnamurthi with his concept of awareness. I've realized in my life. It's a wonderful feeling when you are meditating, not ritually but always. In every steps all thoughts come with a gradual pause, with a seriousness incalculable. It's not we are doing, we are thinking but there is no WE after all. Sea of thoughts, wave after wave puncturing our skulls and penetrating our brains with an astounding silence.

I have known nothing about Yoga, may be a tiny grain of it but mind layers are opening gradually, as it were like opening a book. It's a good and bad feeling at the same time because my body(vessel) can't take it for long. My existing Karma makes it vulnerable to accumulate power. Earlier, I thought these thought reading, glowing skin etc. were exciting, but now I feel all those things are disgusting. It's the simplicity that matters and internal glowing that counts.

Peace!

Here I would like to mention a beautiful Rabindranath Tagore's poetry:

A Moments Indulgence

I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works

that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.

Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,

and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.

Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and

the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.

Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing

dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.