Whatever Will Be, Will Be

These railroads are shrouded in fog in Austin all today.
Kind of mysterious.
Just like our future…..shrouded in mystery.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed. –Albert Einstein

 

To Be in the Moment

One of my friend’s reminded me today that the present (moment) is the biggest present (gift).

So, as the fog and rain continue to steal my soul and heart this week…I have been playing all my favorite rain songs for the boys.
I also encouraged the boys to go out and BE with the rain.

To smell the rain.
To touch the rain.
To hear the rain.
To see the rain.
To taste the rain.
To be in the moment…and with the beautiful rain.

I hope that after I am long gone, my love for music and rain…will live on through them.

P.S That is right. Despite my rationale brain, my conspiracy theories and my cynicism (masked…oh so carefully), I am… like all of humanity.. a die hard romantic.

Let me Lead a Purposeful Life

Poets who touched our hearts….there are many, aren’t there?

I love Keats, Shelley, Wordsworth, Tennyson, Byron and Frost…they all live with us…..with the beautiful poetry that they shared with the world.

Every time I see yellow flowers…I think about Wordsworth and his swaying daffodils.

Every time I see snow…I think about Frost and how we described (so perfectly) what to our eyes is a mere mound of white.

One of my favorite poets is none other than the one that spoke in my mother-tongue.

Mahakavi Subramanya Bharathiyar.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Subramanya_Bharathi

Here is one of my all time favorites of Bharathiyar. It it called Nallador Veenai.

Check this video out…even if you don’t understand the words you will understand the ethos in the song…because music is beyond language.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqZ6lQs8BZI

Here is the one line meaning of the poem:
Let me lead a purposeful life

The long meaning of the poem is as follows:
Nalladhor veenai seidhe….
—(I)made a noble veena

Adhai Nalamkeda Puzhidhiyil Yerivadhundo….
— Does it make sense to throw a well made Veena in garbage?

solladi sivasakthi. ennai suDar migum arivudan padaithu vittai….
—So tell me Shivasakthi, you made me with sparkling intelligence

vallamai thaaraayo – intha
maanilam payanura vaazhvatharke
—Wont you give me skill and brilliance to make
the society lead a purposeful life

solladi sivasakthi – nila
chumayena vaazhnthida puriguvayo ?
—Answer me oh Goddess
Why will you let me go a waste, an unnecessary burden to this Earth?

nasaiyuru manam ketten – nitham
navamena sudar tharum uyir kaetten
—Give me a untarnished mind – and a
life that would light up life

dasayinai thee chudinum
siva sakthiyai paadum nal agam kaeten
—Give me the drive to sing about
sivasakthi long after this body is burnt

asaivaru mathi kaetten – ivai
arulvathil unakkaethum thadaiyullatho ?
—And gimme an immovable confidence – Do you
have any problem in granting this?

Over to you: Who is the poet who touched your heart?

True Freedom in Life

Too many people spend money they haven’t earned to buy things they don’t want to impress people they don’t like. – Will Rogers

When I was child, I had this recurring dream of flying like a bird.
It happened over and over again.
Sometimes, the bird flew over farms.
At other times, the bird flew over mountains.
After a few years, I got used to this visceral feeling of freedom.

However, true freedom didn’t come that easy in life as in my recurring childhood dreams.
I had to learn. Then un-learn.

Somewhere along this life, I found true freedom and aspiring to get more liberation of the mind.

I learnt I am not here to impress anybody.

I don’t need the speed cars.
I don’t need the big house.
I don’t need a rich husband.
I don’t need to be a trophy wife.
I don’t need 500$ boots or shoes.
I don’t need any jewelry.
I don’t need any fancy clothing.
I don’t need a sexy job.
I don’t need a big yacht.
In fact, I don’t need anything fancy at all.
I just need the bare essentials.

Can you pause for a moment and think about how liberating it is to live this way?

Nothing brings me up or down anymore.
Nothing really matters anymore.
Happiness is a choice.
It is not dependent on anything.

There are many learnings in life that are very liberating. And, most of the those learnings don’t come easy. You work hard to get there. But, once you get there to the learning point, there is no going back.

I wish both you and me speedy liberation of our mind.

 

The VibHuti – The story behind the white streak on my forehead

In many cultures across the globe, ash has a special spiritual meaning.

VibHuti (or Holy Ash), also called Thiruneeru or Vibhooti, is a word that has several meanings in Hinduism. Generally, it is used to denote the sacred ash which is made of burnt dried wood in prayer ceremonies.

Appa, Amma or Thatha would put VibHuti on my forehead when I was a child. Several elders in the family would also put VibHuti on my forehead as they blessed me during festivals. I also got Vibhuti when I visited temples.

To carry the practice forward, I put VibHuti on the boys forehead.

I am not very religious. So, as the grown up me puts on Vibhuti on myself, it is a reminder of how fickle existence is as we know it is. It is a reminder to me not to take anything too damn seriously. It is a reminder that I’ll return to the dust one day.

Because I went to Catholic schools where the nuns taught me, I am alsofamilar with Ash Wednesday
“Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.” (Eccl. 12:7).

“In Life, Hinduism asserts, that one should be humble and remember his status, that is of his Mortality.

Accepting Mortality wholeheartedly calls for great effort, and once you accept this, you would not behave in such a way that hurts others.

Because the Vibhuti represents the Ashes one’s Body is turned into after death, the applying of Vibhuti reminds one constantly of his mortality.”
Source: https://ramanan50.wordpress.com/2013/08/31/what-is-vibhutithe-holy-sacred-ash/

Learn more:

http://www.indianmirror.com/culture/indian-folklore/Holy-Ash.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vibhuti
http://www.spiritualresearchfoundation.org/incense/vibhuti
http://www.saibabaofindia.com/significanceofvibhuti.htm
http://shaivam.org/campaigns-of-shaivite/making-of-vibhuthi