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Home

I think that I have associated the word "home" with a pack of bricks and stones for a log time.

They say its the people that make your home. I agree.

There are also places that spark in you feelings of protection and content. That's the place with memories that you have with those special people. I would say even a coffee house can be marked as a part of your minds home, if that's where you feel most at peace.

Mostly I find that home is the peace that you find in yourself.
When our soul is quietened, and our fears are layed to rest. I would say I am home. I am one with the universe. And all is well with the world.

Esscence of change

We are the change we think we are. The power of the mind cannot be understated. Usually we accept only that change which we initiate. We are resistant to modifications in schedules that we have become accustomed to.
Is change bad or good?
I would say neither. Change is like a fact of life. Its there, whether you want it or not. Best accepted.
It would be best of we could channelize our energy and move in the direction of the current. And remember that we can change course along the way, for we are blest with a pair of eyes that allow us to see whats coming up ahead. Missed chances and opportunities are part and parcel of that great plan that we are not aware of. They are threads that should not have been picked anyway, else we will not get that glorious pattern of life that has a way of showing you that what is best for you, is truly better than your imagination can ever think of.
And there are always signs, hints, or whatever else you can call it.
These are markers that show us lifes lessons that are yet to come, or be learnt if we do not pick up the markers.
C'est la vie.

Lentan Sacrifice

Sunday Sermon

There is a story in the Old Testament (in the Bible) about the sacrifice that Abraham was supposed to make to make to God. It was the sacrifice of his only dear son. An important point to note is that Abraham and his wife did not have children for many years. He became a father only in his 90’s. In the intervening time, he was also prone to self doubt and loss of faith to the lord. His most precious offering thus, could not have been more painful for him.

Yet, there was Abraham that fateful day, with his son at the altar and a knife in another hand. We cannot begin to comprehend such a sight. It seems to speak of unfathomable crudeness. Yet, we cannot deny this. This is what is written. This is what God asked.

Just as Abraham is about to strike his son and complete the offering, Goa sends an angel to stop him. Then Abraham is of course, relieved and happy; for God has spared his only Son. But God only asked him to do that as a test of his faithfulness. We often say, we will follow God in whatever we do; we will do as he asks. But yet, when God asks us for the ultimate sacrifice, where do we stand? Do we truly believe that we would be able to leave behind the ties of this world and go forth and truly do as God asks us?

God did not let Abraham sacrifice his Son. But yet he sacrificed his own, so that our sins may be forgiven. So that we may have a shot at eternal life and salvation.

This lent, we need to understand, that there is nothing wrong with blindly trusting God. I am sure that was the only reason Abraham went on to the very end, with what God wanted him to do. It was not because he had such fear in the lord , or because he had so little love for his son. On the contrary, it was because of his great love and faith for God that he went on to do God’s will.

What did he lose by it?

Nothing.

On the contrary, God promised him that his further generations will number as many as the stars in the sky or as many as the grains on sand on the shore.

What do we stand to lose by trusting God so much?

Nothing. Instead, we stand to gain more than we even imagined.

We are half way in the season of lent. The 40 days before the death and resurrection of Christ (Easter). This is the time for us to undergo radical abandonment of our daily ties and sins. Its time to leave all that we have behind, and move out of our old hollow shell. Sometimes, what we may perceive as pain and suffering may truly be the only way that God can purge us of our sins and move us to that plane above the everyday joys and sorrows, where we truly become one with the universe, and with its creator.

It is after all only when we reach the depths of despair in our soul that we are able to touch that raw energy in our soul that enables us to become uncommon heroes.

Book Review: The Bridge of Madison County

The Bridge of Madison County

A novel

By , Robert James Waller

It begins with a rather strange dedication , “For the peregrines”

That’s a very ambiguous term when used as ‘descriptively ’ as it was used , it could mean a traveler from a far away land or even a variety of falcons.

Then the story begins…

“There are songs that come free from the blue eyed grass…”

A very beautiful start from one of the most amazing novels I have ever read.

And its not even the beginning of the story of the book , its more the start of the authors deep and profound journey through the lives of two simple and extremely cosmic individuals (the usage of the word cosmic will be understood only if you read the book , and you should by all means).

Being a bit of a romantic girl , the experience of emotions , not just through the story (which is simplicity itself) , but also through the profoundness that the author has written the book left me on a roller coaster of emotions.

There is a piercing sweetness , a haunting melody that will play in your ear ..

I do not like sad stories , but this one while technically classified as sad , will leave you with the taste of “autumn leaves” and multi colored sunsets..

This is a true story , between a man , a woman , and the fate that got them together and then separated them , but left them tied as “willing slaves in each others hearts”. It is passion and love of the most purest and universal form.

I do not know if I could do justice to this book , its just around 170 pages , that too in large (comparatively) font , but the punch it packs is that which very few books manage to capture.

If there is one book that you read throughout the year , I would strongly advise you to make it this one.

Sunday sermon

Would we love for nothing?

Would we love our partner not motivated by looks , charm , intelligence or money…

Our parents we may argue , what do we have loving them .. but that’s again about dependence being a reason , and perhaps subsequently we love them as a habit..

We have many religious books telling us to love without reason , season.. do what ever you have as a task un conditionally..

There should not be motive in our actions , for example we work for the sake of work , we love for the sake of love .. in doing so we become self – less , we become part of the cosmos ( as many spiritual books might put it .. also the speaking tree on many occasion aka. TOI ).

When a child is born , it is the cosmos .I had read that when the child feels when it moves , it is that the universe is moveing, when it cries , the universe cries .The child and universe are one single entity.Its not that the universe will cry along with it , for that accounts to 2 seperate and unique identities…It is separated from this universe as it grows and finds a identity in self.. this identity is but the EGO..

Ego can perhaps be equated to fear in many occasion ; fear of rejection , fear of failure ;fear in its most pure , raw , unadulterated form.

Great spiritual teachers like the Buddha often spoke about the ‘enlightenment’

What is it then ? Could it be described as losing ones ‘self’ into the ‘cosmos‘?

Imagine a dark empty void .. that’s what I imagine the cosmos as.. but then again … I can also imagine a cloud of white light in its most pure , raw , unadulterated form..

Is it for most part , the interpretation of ‘self’, either as part of the ‘darkness’ or the ‘light’ then ?.

The 'self ' again can be classfied as the conscious and the sub- conscious , are these two parts of us in sync?

Do we listen to the little voice in our head?.. we may give it many names from the conscience to the sixth sense , or perhaps we can even call it that part of the cosmos that we have not managed to adultrate with our worldly experiences….

Ah.. these musings…

Hi there!

A formal greeting has been one of the corner stones that has been characteristic of most of out modern civilizations. Whether its was for the weather , or the time of day .. or even of the state of one another’s health.

Is it the term of acknowledgment? Or is it a term used to show care or concern?

Either way there is more than the superficial meaning that we bestow upon those small but very crucial words.

Being caught up in our own world we often fail to acknowledge or recognize the wholesomeness that those good manners that our parents and grand parents tried to imbibe in us.The crucialness of those mannerisms is of course lost today , given that we live in a very floating society anyway. The rigid hierarchies and customs are more lost and out of place in our communities today.

The lives of our next door neighbors need not concern us, as ours need not concern them. Privacy has become the need of the hour.

But I often wonder , the more we pull away from peoples warm touch , does it merely point to a greater need to be part of something akin to those close knit communities that our societies all were based upon all those many years before?

And to think that it can all begin with a formal greeting.

Sometimes the wonders of the world are in the fact, that there may be such complex consequences as repercussions, to the simplest of actions.

Do we find ourselves lacking in grace today? Then perhaps its time to turn around and say hello to the person next to you…its time for some chat and some smiles.