MOTHER FLIES HER KITES
As Mother orchestrates events, the elements play out their respective roles like puppets in the hands of a puppeteer. Yet, Maya lends apparent will-force to the individual, creating the web of worldly attainment. The puppet turns puppeteer, so to say, and in reversed roles complicates the system with its labour of ignorance, creating complexities that run its course till in illumination things are simplified and the knots that hold are resolved.
There is but a cosmic will that rules over the life of things but it lies hidden behind the veil impenetrable and oversees events, dictates the destiny of the accumulated dust that displays as the doer of things. This will is of the Divine and it is inviolable. Men, intoxicated by Maya, delude themselves with the vanity that they are the final arbiter of things, scarce realising that they are but feeble instruments in the hands of the Divine and it is He who churns out all these multiform patterns of life from the eternal sea of causation. But it is not given to all to comprehend this and the rare fortunate one is made privy to the inscrutable designs of the Divine, albeit partially, and unto such belongs surrender to the higher force culminating in freedom from the fetters that bind one to this phenomenal world of little consequence.
May our souls be illumined with scant thought of the self ! May we perceive our insignificance in phenomenal terms so that we may realise our significant Self ! May we attain freedom from all sense of superficial self to depth-vision of the Divine which is our real Self ! May this aphorism be spelled out clear before our awakened consciousness that we are not, only the Lord is !
Written by Sugata Bose
As Mother orchestrates events, the elements play out their respective roles like puppets in the hands of a puppeteer. Yet, Maya lends apparent will-force to the individual, creating the web of worldly attainment. The puppet turns puppeteer, so to say, and in reversed roles complicates the system with its labour of ignorance, creating complexities that run its course till in illumination things are simplified and the knots that hold are resolved.
There is but a cosmic will that rules over the life of things but it lies hidden behind the veil impenetrable and oversees events, dictates the destiny of the accumulated dust that displays as the doer of things. This will is of the Divine and it is inviolable. Men, intoxicated by Maya, delude themselves with the vanity that they are the final arbiter of things, scarce realising that they are but feeble instruments in the hands of the Divine and it is He who churns out all these multiform patterns of life from the eternal sea of causation. But it is not given to all to comprehend this and the rare fortunate one is made privy to the inscrutable designs of the Divine, albeit partially, and unto such belongs surrender to the higher force culminating in freedom from the fetters that bind one to this phenomenal world of little consequence.
May our souls be illumined with scant thought of the self ! May we perceive our insignificance in phenomenal terms so that we may realise our significant Self ! May we attain freedom from all sense of superficial self to depth-vision of the Divine which is our real Self ! May this aphorism be spelled out clear before our awakened consciousness that we are not, only the Lord is !
Written by Sugata Bose
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