Brahman
I often contemplate on whether
Shiv shakti perception is the ultimate destination
And while for all purposes it is
The Atman, the divinity embedded in the soul
Responds and indicates that there is a little bit more
As you break beyond Advaita and
The perfectly balanced shiv shakti continuum
Brahman manifests as the sweet cool experience
The purified and filtered essence of Advaita
Of truth, why do we exist, why do we have
Independent consciousness
Of consciousness; beyond attachment, beyond
Logic, beyond comprehension and beyond reason
The eternal light of the brilliant white flame
Of bliss, universal love and harmony
The acceptance of all matter, subtle or otherwise
A kind of love that cannot be understood
Utter madness yet controlled, all relationships absorbed
And it is this truth, consciousness and bliss ultimate
Which is seen by very few
Is the final stage in enlightenment
For Those perfected and purified by lifetimes of penance
The Brahman at the end of or rather should I say
In continuation of the journey felt and not felt at the same time
All dichotomies exist together and don’t
As we dissolve into complete oneness with Brahman
Shiv Shakti
Shiva is Adinath, Shakti is Adishakti
Together in perfect balance
They bring liberation and heavenly bliss
To the soul they manifest in
Adinath is the divinity that represents pure consciousness
The energy that plans and sets in motion
The purpose and destiny of the chosen soul
Adishakti is the mother, the energy that manifests
The creation necessary for fulfilling the objective
of the chosen few
Shiva is the foundation on which Shakti builds creative expression
Too much Shiva and actions remain consciousness heavy
Too much Shakti and the expression is flamboyantly lacking purpose
The aspirational balance is one of perfect detachment and perfect manifestation
But this dichotomy is in the beginning
As the sentient being gains purity of thought and action
The barrier disappears as they move together
In their cosmic dance, meshed together
In combination, the separation of purpose no longer exists
As they take decisions and actions perfectly together
Pure action and pure goal
With perfect will and detachment
The dance is beautiful
Here and still not
In time but not
The ultimate almighty is perceived in this unison
Which is the last step above Advaita
Lest we forget
We owe a silent prayer to the Gurudev
For illuminating the path that takes us there
The end of all “why’s’’
Selfless love and unlimited blessings lay the way
Jai Guru Maharaj, Jai Guru Dev.
Shakti In Motion
Shakti flowed through her when she danced
She had felt her oneness with the mother
Whenever she put on her anklets
And danced with gay abandon
And discipline
The audience was mesmerized as well
As they felt in the presence of the divine
Such capability to captivate
Comes only to a few
The few that are Shakti in motion
She always had the lithe speed
And grace which cannot be compared with
Dance became a gateway to Turiya
As she grows older
And constant practice a way to attain unification
With all that protects and nurtures
She is Shakti in motion
The way the ancient temples performed in prayer
And this is a unique blessing
For her and the spectators
As we all reach greater heights in perception together
The last step for her is attaining balance
In the manifestation of Shiva and Shakti
That will be the pinnacle of realization
And the spiritual destination of her art form
But it takes time to imbibe the two
Perseverance and patience will be vital
In that singular journey of total comprehension
And complete immersion.
The Whirlpool Of Advaita (Non-Dualism)
Morning dream, calm madness
Past, present and future blend into one
In the swirling whirlpool of Advaita
All love, all achievement, all sins, all horrors, all richness
Blends in this humongous mixer, into one
Transient, impermanent and yet eternal
Identity remains, the spectator is untouched
As he/ she observes the almighty truth
All is one, both beautiful and repugnant
This is the essence of the ultimate truth
All is one, is the nature of Advaita
The wrongdoer suffers unbearable agonies
The clean of heart is the mere observer
The tornado spins around, molding everything and everyone
Strive to be an observer
The final state, the balance of shiva and shakti
In perfect balance, the divine is revealed
And in perfect detachment, the
All in one is felt and lived
This is consciousness at its very peak
The whirlpool of Advaita, the genesis of creation