Art of Living Experiences, Art of Living Wisdom, Sri Sri Ravi Shankar.

Year after year, through joy and pain, 

Gliding me through rain and shine, 

You make sure  I am baked and baked 

Like  gold put in fire twice ashine, 

I glow and glow  with love divine! 

 

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Guru Purnima is a day to measure our progress on the path and express our gratefulness to the Guru Principle in the form of our Master. Yes, I have been doing it all these years. How much have I grown in knowledge? Where was I on this path the previous year and where am I today? What do I lack and what more should I do ? I have pondered over this ‘ intellectual’ inquiry. I have immersed myself in His words of wisdom till they became part of me. I have watched Him attend to me and thousand others with effortless ease and peel off layers of misery with just a glance or the  touch of a flower. I have been bewildered, amazed, awe-struck and teary eyed when multitude of  people throng Him and come back with a personal Guru Story. It is my incredible good fortune that I am participating and witness to this divine phenomenon that enraptures me every single moment.

He is simply there with ‘ Unconditional Love‘ for  the entire creation. To me, He is not Shiva or Krishna, Jesus or Allah or any other entity. He is He! And whatever He is, I am That!

It strikes me like lightening , all this knowledge, Sadhana,  Seva, Satsang is nothing but an excuse to bring us to the awakening  of the ultimate purpose of our life. Love! Of which He Himself is a living example if we have eyes to ‘see’. It feels like these 18 years have been an experience of one ‘long Sudarshan  Kriya’ , an action that has given me the vision of who I truly am.

I am Love!

 

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The emancipating surrender of marjara reeti that comes after applying discrimination and valour of markata reeti simply allows me to be in my true nature, Love.

Oh, the ecstasy after agony! Not having to hold on to anything, not even knowledge, but to surrender oneself  to the power of love. I don’t shed tears of gratitude any more because i simply melt and lose my ‘little Self’. Drop becomes the ocean. So, who is there to shed tears?!

A jasmine bud goes through the pain of opening in order to spread fragrance.

A peacock opens feathers and dances to give joy to others.

A Master shows us by walking  His talk what it means to live by your true nature, just like a jasmine or a peacock.

 

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This Guru Purnima marks my blossoming in Love, in gay abandon of everything else. A love that knows no compartments, no boundaries, no names, no definition, no other.

 

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Celebrating Love,

Leela Ramesh

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