MEERA: THE MYSTIC

She left me amazed, with her love infallible

For Her KRISHNA

Her only LOVE

She dwelled deep and conquered his kingdom

LOVE being her sole weapon

Her love, her devotion was so true

That God had to bent, and had to share his name

She carried him along with her to eternity

Her voice deep and sweet praised the infinity, her LOVE

That forced the stone to melt

 HE had to condense himself to fit into her words;
In to the expression of love in her songs

HE never complained but felt rewarded to have a lover like her

Oh Meera! She would have been an ideal beauty

MEERA- the lover of the Great

Her long hair, big kohl eyes, and her beautifully carved lips

Every time I imagined her I found my imagination to be faulty

For she had colored herself in the Rang of her  Giridhar

Color of Shyam, the color of vastness, the color of infinity

MEERA- the aura of mystical love 
I tried loosing myself in her songs to find more about her LOVER

And was happy to rediscover my truer self

 LOVE

Realisation..

Me ..I am flooded by the ocean of love. I am surrounded by peace, peace infinite peace surrounds me. Peace permeates every thought of mine. I am surrounded by infinite peace; peace within and without. And it dwells within the circle of my love.

These are the words that I keep on repeating during the course of meditation. Yes, I have experienced all my problems vanishing rather dissolving in to the arms of peace for the spur of that moment. For that moment I feel I am a wave rising in the ocean finally finding itself submerged in to the ocean of knowledge. And my existence is in sync with all the beings, since we are all powered by the same light

The knowledge that we are an energy form and energy forms can neither be created nor be destroyed has really liberalized my thoughts. It has empowered me by creating an impression that nobody can deny my existence. I have neither a beginning nor an end and hence I can connect with all the powers of the universe.

I love stargazing. Right from childhood onwards a belief, (may be an irrational one) has been impregnated upon my mind. The belief that counting 11 stars in the night grants you the fulfillment of your wish. Now I don’t remember how many of my wishes have come true but somehow I feel connected. What I believe is that fulfillment of wishes may or may not happen, that is secondary. Infact by counting 11 stars everyday what I am really trying to do was to test certain assumptions, certain postulates. I was applying trial method to check the validity of my philosophy.

Since it is said that energy forms can neither be created nor be destroyed, but it keeps on changing forms. I was imagining that my loved ones who have left me have converted their energy to take the form of stars. So by gazing at these stars what I was trying to do was to connect with my people. I was searching for my little brother, my grandfather, to feel their existence, to feel their love and warmth and to remind them that I am still loving them and missing them and their presence in my life. The sudden twinkling of the stars at such moments makes me feel happy. I feel they are responding to me. They remind me about the infinity of my existence.

People may call them by different names Jupiter, Saturn, Pluto but for me they are my own. Now I see why beliefs are not always irrational. Counting 11 stars in the night do grant the fulfillment of our wish. Why because at that I am not looking at or counting 11 stars but 11 souls who have loved me. Now how can they see me unhappy? I think I have received my answerJ