The routine life

This week, surprisingly not much activity and I found a machine with net connection handy... With some time to spend with old friends (online of course)...

What I realized after sometime was that the "routine" life somewhere seems to be lacking in something... an inexplicable emptiness that any number of dollars or properties or relationships or anything can fill in. It looks like one mad race, towards what, nobody knows. I'm not saying it is devoid of happiness or fun or cherish-able moments, there are moments, but in the larger perspective, it seems like one monotonous drone. After a few years, it may all seem one meaningless doodle.

In my limited understanding, what makes the difference is the context in which you go through life. The content doesn't matter. When there's a tinge of spirituality constantly in the tongue, the taste of life differs and it makes all the difference. As Sadhguru says, if you are in touch with the source of creation on a daily basis, then life is very very very very different. So true...

For me, spirituality came when I started work. Till then it was youthful energy pushing me in a variety of directions. After that, I feel it has been a rich colorful canvass, no longer a doodle. Somewhere I feel, looking at all my friends, that for many of them, life is happening on the surface, very superficially, which leaves a little complicated happy-n-sad taste in me... in a way empathy, how much they are missing out on life... in a way relief, that my life would have been no different but for the miraculous ways of Life's shower of grace...

At the end of the day, everyone wants to lead their life by their choices. I made my choice. Your choice is in your hands...

The dynamic ways of Life...
And its uncertainties,
The only surety.

Unmindful of the capriciousness that life is,
The foolish life squanders away.
And when reality knocks,
Bewildered and crying, exits.

The watchful one,
Can't miss the touch of Thy Hand...
One look from the corner of your Eyes...
The same source of suffering
Now, is the source of freedom.

Shambho.

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Thinking up a title is becoming a big task these days :-)

so decided to go with some of my favorite emoticons that i use in chat. emoticons are one of the cutest things in the net-era...

felt like writing, a few hrs ago, and got the machine working now, but now...what to write... b'day is around the corner... last year, the birthday was a special one. i had a different new dress that day, a unique, once-in-a-lifetime sort of dress. u can't even call it a dress. it was actually a shawl - a saffron shawl, a shawl soaked in grace... yes, it was my teacher's shawl and i wore it for the first time on my b'day last year aug 12, 2010 as that was my first session as a teacher. it felt like a new birth in many ways :-)

an year has slipped by like a second... when u r happy, time does fly doesn't it... different experiences in every class and at times the intensity and clarity with which the class happens (for myself), it leaves me stunned n flabbergasted at times when i realize how certain things beyond me happen through me, which makes what i am doing so worthwhile... to be constantly in touch with such a potent possibility and guiding force...

The (so called) intellectuals...
Dabble with your iPads and iPhones,
But you will miss the "I"

The (so called) practical people,
When will you get cloyed
Of your limited perception of life

My own dear ones,
When will you start thinking beyond security
An illusion in itself

One and all,
What you wish to do with your life,
That's your choice.
But I will continue
To care for you
And I will continue
To walk my path.s