November 2017- A third eye opener.
An explorer at heart and soul – my visit to the holy abode of Lord Shiv- Varanasi has been magical.
Anyone who has the slightest touch of spirituality would agree that Kashi is mysterious, powerful and dramatic.
Words can only describe the place, but to experience it is another thing. Sharing it is an expression of the same.
What can I write about the complexity and contrast of this city. It has been like a time travel. Moving away from tall towers in Mumbai to humble houses on the streets of Benares, to feel the pristine purity of the Ganga.
The curse of Kaliyuga seems to have tainted the streets with filth and dirt, nonetheless, the piety and tranquility of the most ancient city can be witnessed only by the third eye.
A lotus blooms in mudponds, so does this city.
After experiencing the vibrations of the Kashi Vishwanath, Mata Annapurna temples and Ganga ghat, my mind body soul shifted a gear.
A spark of realisation was bestowed upon me. Here it goes..
We are One.
1,2,3 – the numbers are important.
In the early hours of dawn, I see the image of Shiva, a yogi with Alabaster skin, in deep meditation. I pour out questions. I don’t know if it was a dream or something else, but I got answers.
Three tenses- Present, past and future, three forms of matter- three layers of existence- mind body soul..and the three prongs of Shiv- the Trishul or trident.
A couple or duet represents ‘2’. Shiv and Shakti- but they are 1- One.
This seems like magic- can something be entirely independent of the other? Everywhere we observe, there’s co existence.
A magnet has two poles but it is one. Like the yin and yang, when two particles unite, they become one.
To live completely must be then, experiencing life on all 3 levels of existence..a mind body soul complex- acting as one.
Enlightened ones ‘1’s then must be seeing with the third eye or through the fourth dimension- time.
Then there were some funny ones, kinda personal questions..censored.
I don’t have any proof to back my conversation, no signature from Him, but it’s etched on my soul and I’m hungover.
Hope the conversation continues…