In the Cosmic Play…
Our earthly existence is very much like (in a miniature form) a reflection of this mysterious universal cosmic play that is constantly going on where moment by moment the Ages live as Lives animate and inanimate longing for its glorious expansion in pursuit ...
In the Cosmic Play…
Our earthly existence is very much like (in a miniature form) a reflection of this mysterious universal cosmic play that is constantly going on where moment by moment the Ages live as Lives animate and inanimate longing for its glorious expansion in pursuit of delight and beauty passing through all that is grey & gloomy & mysterious…In this process of progressive expansion of this creation as awareness is borne in physical forms, we arrive at a perception that there is something leading all That Is by some kind of force of an unknown Intelligence that governs and sustains this universal drama...These forces appear to us in the form of not only as stillness, torture, agony but also as forces of ever expanding awakening and knowledge, power, love , beauty and progressive ideals…But when we see the play of all these forces from the summit of our consciousness then only we can perceive the hidden agenda that is working as grace from behind, in order to get the best out of ourselves...
That is why I pay my gratitude to the existence of darkness because this darkness makes me discern That which we call light. Even from our limited terrestrial existence we can see the Night as a birthplace of new dawns with innumerable suns already risen…and new ones constantly rising in its womb at every passing scene… In fact the sun never rises but appears to be born from the darkness as an unknown mystery and burns in its own delight and glory of illumination bestowing its colourful rays upon all that is shadowed… We earthly creatures as individuals see and wait for the sunrise, living in the scenes of our past…But once when we allow ourselves to cleanse the hidden canvas of our inner self that is painted by the circumstances of life; then we find the possibilities for creating a new artwork of our own virtues for a new picture to emerge that is of our own inner choice. All the events come in life as grace incognito to uplift us towards finding our unique action we are born to perform. From the womb of all tortures are born the source of our true delight and a renewed courage to accept everyone and everything as they are…
That acceptance makes us larger than the life which we think we are, invoking in us the sense of universality…
And then we truly begin to rise and widen ourselves in freedom, to embrace the light of our illuminating suns that await in stillness to show us something new, afresh and lucent… And in that beauty of living moment by moment with ever refreshing newness as a newly born, transcends the very science of living into a spiralling play of eternal joy…. We wish all our progressive movements that we make from this very moment onward as a ‘Collective One’ to grow in an innumerable series of blissfulness as we pass by every moment living exuberantly …