Inaction....

In Action

That was a long break for me. It began with a meditation camp by my Guru, Swami Akshara on the Sthitha Pragnya, described by Krishna in the Bhagavad Gita.
The days following the camp were spent in quiet contemplation and meditation. I gave expression to my new-found interest in painting and discovered the total silence of mind that painting a picture can take me to. When I paint Shiva, in those moments, I am Shiva. I am what I paint. I have also revived my Sanskrit sessions, beginning from grammar. One discovery I made was that during my dance, karate, Sanskrit classes or with music and painting is, my mind stops. It is like an experience of deep sleep. Only when the sessions are over, I remember who I am and all the other memories associated with me as an individual.
All this time, I was wondering what the sages used to mean when they said, "God descended into them." Yesterday, I had the experience, with the Grace of my Guru. I was at the meditation centre - suddenly withdrawn quietly in meditation. I felt the movement of energy through my being, till the region of my heart. They became moments of intense inexplicable prayer which made me sit erect and head that began to bend forward gently fell on the book of the story of Andal and the Divine Alwars on the table in front of me. I realised that something beyond my control was happening and let go. Soon the head that bent forward, raised slowly - just as a bamboo bends and straightens with the wind. This time, it was filled with some power and energy and the head that straightened up arched backward.
During this whole process which I later realised, lasted for over an hour - I was able to hear the people around me and was aware of the movements. But, there was no way I could act or respond. After a while, even when I opened my eyes, I could see people and things, but my eyes were non-functional in terms of looking around and responding.
Soon I was smoothly released from the grip of the inner silence and power. It was only then I could get up, look around, smile. Still, it took a while to be able to speak.
I have only my Silence to offer as Gratitude to that experience of Silence that the Divine bestowed on me.

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