Don’t buy the king

There is this King. Very mighty.  Enough to rule the Milky Ways.

The king is mighty because he is timid. He is mighty because he is unsure.

The king hungers more and starves in his kingdom.

The king wants to reign so he puts the reins.

And there was this Sky. Where is it launched where it lasts?

It…is so whole. It… is so permeating.

It…has no wear. It… has no tear.

It… is the sole power. It… is the purest place.

The king promises. But he never brings the heaven.

Look at the sky. A star sends you it’s wing.

Don’t buy the King. Grab the wing.

Stay in the sky.
Which is where you belong.

Thank You. Love!!

Shaila

THE PEARL NECKLACE IS READY!!

The Pearl Necklace is ready!!

We need not dive deep into the worldly ocean to hunt, retrieve the oysters from the ocean floors and bring them out to the light, unwrap, clean-up and string them for us to adorn.

Greatest Holy Deep Divers have already done all the Pursuit of Truth for us.

The Truth is very simple. The seeker makes it too complex to even recognize.

With the added load of complexities, we are impotent to dive deep into that ocean.

We are left eventually  with a single task.  The task is to “Know where to find”.

Everything else is ready and held in reserve.

Let us not be slothful and sorry.

Let us not waste more time.

Let us look for our Pearl Necklace and wear it.

As simple!! REALIZE. 

Thank You. Love!!

Shaila

AN EVESDROP

This was a while ago when I was with the flow of “If only I had--------------”, “But you know what------------”, “Why because--------------”. Those were the suffixes for my explanations for not being happy. One day I got a big mental slap of my life. Something inside me yelled at me with the BGM “Your happiness does not depend on things, situations or people you fool. Get inside you and go deeper into your nothingness and try to find your true happiness in there with what you already have”. That slap brought me back to my senses and only then I did eavesdrop on the conversation between my MIND and HEART. It goes as follows:

Mind:     No FUN ever since yesterday. Come let’s have more FUN.

Heart:     I have JOY. I have enough.

Mind:     I am feeling void. Let us fill ourselves with pleasure and have FUN.

Heart:     I am full. Peace fills me up naturally with JOY.

Mind:     FUN is in exotic places, with attractive people and is in laughter.

Heart:     JOY in being me. JOY is in peace.

Mind:     Colorful lights out there….come let us wander and have FUN.

Heart:     I am JOY. I am the SUN. I need not wander.

Mind:     You are letting everything go and you are calling it JOY.

Heart:     You are worshipping ego and you want to call it FUN.

Mind:     FUN is in fights, flights, thrills and paybacks.

Heart:     JOY is in care, ease, and amnesty.    

Mind:     Bumper car ride is FUN.

Heart:     You go everywhere but HOME. A journey of JOY takes you HOME.

Mind:     Let’s ride a roller coaster and have FUN.

Heart:     I am grounded and enjoying JOY                                                                                                                                                      

Mind:     Let us go there, meet them, text some and have lots of FUN.

Heart:     Those are ‘halloweens’ to mask the hollowness. I have solid JOY.

Mind:     Let us turn a deck of cards into a castle, that is FUN

Heart:     I am constructing my SELF consciously, that is JOY

Mind:     To have FUN you need nothing but the weakest body muscle.

Heart:     To experience JOY one needs the strongest mind muscle.

Mind:     Come with me I want company to have FUN

Heart:     I need no one to feel JOY.

Mind:     Leave your burdening bundle of values and join with me.

Heart:     Those are integrated. Which are lightening and enlightening me.

Mind:     Life is short, let’s have FUN.

Heart:     Soul is eternal and is an epithet of JOY.

Mind:     Fun is loud and luxurious.

Heart:     Certainly JOY is serene and simple.

Mind:     FUN is glamor.

Heart:     JOY is the beauty.

Mind:     FUN is a pleasure.

Heart:     JOY is LOVE.

FUN IS BOUGHT. JOY IS BORN!!

Life is all the time more than FUN and JOY. The pursuit of life purpose makes us HUMAN.

Fun is digging into a bucket of ice cream. Joy is losing a couple of pounds J

Thank You. Love!!

Shaila

Chariot of Courage

Courage is flinging the fear away.

Courage is calling a lie a lie on its face.

Courage is to know our right to be treated with respect.

Courage is not to talk down others to establish us.

Courage is having loads of compassion and empathy.

Courage is speaking up the truth though we are looked crazy.

Courage is not to fear the fall.

Courage is living authentically and reliably.

Courage is discarding the ‘make up’ and standing true.

Courage is walking on solid ground, not on egg shells.

Courage is darting a smile at the 'Brutuses' and walking away.

Courage is raising out of the meager mob of toads and standing tall all alone.

Courage is taking responsibility and liability for all our actions.

Courage is not shifting our mistakes onto others to prove us right.

Courage is not to deceit even your nastiest enemy.

Courage is confronting with the whole nest of our inner demons.

Courage is overlooking the public glory and not seeking constant attention.

Courage is ready to expose the ‘manipulative inner self’ of the ‘vilely wolf’ if we are pushed too much to our boundaries.

Courage is sitting in solitude and listening to what our inner self is telling us about us.

Courage to be encouraged

Courage is defining certain limits to social media.

Courage is not having anticipations on our ‘posts’.

Courage is saying what we want to say irrespective of the desire for approval.

Courage is not pretending happiness or success on public platforms.

Courage is enjoying both the ‘full moon’ and ‘no moon’ days of my tresses likewise. J

Courage is staying INDIAN.

Thank you. Love!!

Shaila.

Thanks to my Brother Nataraj (Your what’s app status inspired me)

Thanks to my Guru Radhaji (For sending me the link about Swami Vivekananda)

DEAR UNBORN ME

Dear Unborn Me….

Let me introduce myself to you. I am the Newborn Me who was not born before last year. I am writing this to you to tell you ‘what I feel’.

That was the trimester when you were rolling in your darkest womb as grubby gunk of beliefs, opinions, and trusts. You were caught on a wild ride in the whirlpool of painful ploys. Your heart was sieved by the wrecks of insults.

A point came and you became dumb and paralyzed, you looked lost. I thought you would be stillborn. That was the point when the Universe made Me your call.

You heeded my call because everything is bound to change. So you began to fight, punch and kick to come out of the womb. You began to drill your path beyond the bullshit to push Me out into the light.

This process of birth was not normal; it was ripping, spilling all the truth. It was a dive into the gaping insight. It was a declaration to the incarnation. Yes, your heart was chipped and your wings were torn in the hard labor. But you were taken care of in the resolving incubator; you became your medicine and you became Me.

Now I know it all. I dropped the desire to forgive someone. I know I am powerless to forgive anyone who plays under the Super Power. I hold on to nothing now. I am over it.

You were a part of a great Universal shift. Your Womb World set you on the right path and created Me. Your hurts are my reminders for compassion and sensitivity. You gave me your scars, I made them into stars. You showed me the source of happiness which is in me.

You made my life a magnum opus. You taught me my Yin is as important for me as my Yang. I get upset, maybe weird, I may need little attention, praises and teeny weenie ego fixes but they have their fine lines. I am practicing more patience and I am sharpening my awareness. I am in a truce with peace. I trust the itinerary of the Universe. I made my trampoline out of solitude to reach out to the Special Rose of Life Purpose. I prefer to make changes to my outer form while I am making more important changes inside.

I thank you for not pushing me to become something instantly. Because you know evolution is not about a single day. Please convey my big thanks to your Womb World for making this transformation possible for me!!

With Love & Care

Your

ME.

SHIRO THE ZEN MASTER

Our two-year-old Labrador Shiro is my Zen master. She is my Zen Guru since we are learning lots of spiritual lessons from this little angel. Shiro is one of the key reasons today I am able to see the world with cataracts cleared. Today I am going to tell you about only the present Shiro’s Zen qualities. Because as a child she was an unadulterated nightmare J.

The most wonderful attribute about Shiro is she is too friendly to all the living things she finds on this earth. Her love is universal. She greets everyone with warmth and affection. She welcomes us happily as if she is welcoming her long lost friends, though the separation is just for a few minutes. Either we come home with empty hands or hands full of treats; her fervor for us is the same. She has special motherly affection for puppies and human kids. She is the best friend with whom we can sit all day long and not have to swap a single word. She never misreads our silence. Regardless of where she is, the moment she sniffs a conversation, she enters, takes her well-situated position and heads the board.

Shiro is my healer. She is my motivator. She compassionately swallowed the tears from my dispirited days and never talked or laughed at my back later. She never judges me or pinpoints my low days. She is my inspiration to let go and move forward. She teaches us not to hold grudges on anyone. For Shiro, we are her only family though she makes out our unfairness towards her at times. She has no ego. She accepts what cannot be changed. Shiro is a peacemaker who never entertains quarrels and arguments.

Shiro lives in NOW. She has no worry about the past or future. She seems so contented when she is playing with herself. Shiro is a super ‘napper’. She takes too many briefs out of her day to relax. She sits with her forelegs stretched ahead - sometimes crossed, her head and chest held straight and elevated; her neck rises a bit as she focuses on something; her honey dipped eyes both intense and composed; her face so serene and calm. I am still trying many meditation techniques to attain a state that Shiro resides in all the time. If I sit for meditation and start chanting OM, she licks my face as if she is blessing me for all the bliss. Though we take sunlight for granted Shiro always looks for a patch of sunlight, she gets there, closes her eyes and shows her gratitude to the SUN by taking a sunbath.

Shiro knows no crafty games; her motives are fair and simple. A gentle rub on her belly is her only luxury. She is the very minimalist and is happy to the fullest. During her routine hours, she patiently sits and waits for the magical sound ‘leash’. Once her leash is grabbed she is happily ready for a ‘get set walk’. And she leads her walker like a personal physical trainer. Just being with the family makes Shiro’s life meaningful.

I started calling her Zen master just for a laugh but then I realized she is a Zen master on her own.

SHIRO IS THE SILENT WITNESS TO ALL OUR DEEDS

Happy Birthday Shiro baby!! Thank You. Love!!

Shaila.

Speaking Silence

Silence is the humble language and the sweetest lullaby.

I choose to live in the language and sleep to the lullaby.

My Silence speaks to me when I unhook from the noise, I unrobe my inner self.

All thoughts with tails, horns, fangs and claws in all the vainglory emerge and lose the vigor in my Deep Silence.

Silence shuts my ego down and taps my nothingness.

My interior silence corners me with my True Self.

Silence is my resort from hollow worldly hassles.

Silence sets me with my Soul.

Silence brings in my natural wisdom.

Silence gives me effortless lucid knowledge.

Silence is the energy that makes me strong, it is the power that makes me bold.

My deep inner Silence shows me all the truths of life.

Silence saturates my heart with unconditional love and peace.

Silence is my powerful weapon during rows and rumors.

Space is Silence. Silence is Spacious.

Silence is Nature. SILENCE IS MY REAL NAME.

When I say I prefer Silence, it doesn’t mean to get the wrong end of the stick. I am not tongue tied when I ought to speak.

Thank You. Love!!

Shaila.