Saturday, January 14, 2012

Why I believe in miracles





The most honest answer to that question would be - right from my early days of childhood, instances of personally experiencing most mind-boggling of miracles have been so numerous, that I cannot help but accept their validity in all humbleness. The number of times I have personally seen all the laws of Physics given a total toss out of the windows, to deny “miracles” would mean that either I have to doubt my own sanity or concede that I have been most cleverly manipulated and be-fooled on all those numerous occasions and had for some deep sense of inadequacy given into impossible credulity.The little self-respect I unfortunately have for myself, I have little choice but to reject both of these options. The only conclusion I am left with is that the known laws of science though works overwhelmingly on most  occasions, there do exist laws higher than these, which operates under special conditions, which are as real as perhaps the law of gravitation, but which with our present level of mental development is clearly beyond our comprehension. Or may be they will forever be beyond the machinations of the mind!

Now the question arises, what are those “miracles” that I have experienced that endows me with so much certainty about them?

I will perhaps answer that question on another occasion, but let us try to understand what exactly do we mean by "miracles"? To believe in them, does it inevitably mean that we possess a hopelessly weak and impressionable mind, that we are incredibly credulous and superstitious? Does it mean that we have completely given up all sense of judgment and reasoning? Does belief in miracles stem from a deep psychological inadequacy? Does it stunt our spiritual growth and deviate us from our actual goal of spiritual realization?

Let us try to explore these issues, which I think are quite important for all seekers of truth.

There is a temptation to think of miracles as something which cannot be explained by laws of science. Questions as varied as- how life gets implanted in a fetus, how and what makes us self-aware, how do our eyes and brain perfectly map the outer world inside our mind, what caused the big bang- are only a few to which today’s science offers no answer. Though in a broad sense such events can be thought of as miracles, in our common parlance these by itself do not constitute of what we mean by the term "miracle". Incredible as they are, we do not see them as miracles, because they have either worn out their sheen of evoking a wondrous response in us by their ubiquitous occurrence that we have taken them for granted, or they are so self-evident we hardly notice anything incongruous or exceptional in them. At any rate, though instances of most wondrous events still beyond the purview of science abounds,  we have for myriad reasons gotten inured to them.

So that leaves us with a narrower understanding of "miracles". Miracles are those fantastic events which basically defy the known laws of science. An incurable disease getting cured without any medication, experiencing a Divine revelation or having a profound epiphany, materialization of honey or may be blood from pictures of Divine personalities, multiplying food from only a couple of loaves, suddenly filling a room with a divine fragrance- these are only a few from the multitudes of miracles that have been experienced and recorded by the believers from four corners of the world, from almost all belief systems, throughout the history of mankind.

One can very well reject them outright, as products of flights of fantasy of people living in fool’s paradise. But what gives us this moral arrogance, authority and conviction to reject so many people’s deep personal experience, which many of them claim to have fundamentally altered their entire perception of life? Have we gained so much knowledge and understanding that we have acquired the authority to grant what is possible and what is not possible to fall under the purview of human consciousness?

We might ask for proof. A scientific proof. By definition a scientific proof of a particular phenomenon requires repeat-ability. It should be reproducible as predicted and without exception, if the required conditions are satisfied. But are not miracles, by definition those that lie outside the domain of our scientific paradigm? How can we employ tools of science to understand and comprehend something which lies completely out of it? Can we measure the depth of a lake by a weighing machine? Doesn’t it need a completely different approach?

What is then needed to understand and experience a miracle?

The first thing needed to experience a miracle is humility. Living in the age of reason and logic, we have become completely conditioned to reposing our total faith in our cognitive abilities, almost as superstitiously as the medieval man who was steeped in his religious dogmas. It is time we recognize the inherent inadequacy in accepting reason and logic as the only guiding instruments in our pursuit of truth. Without doubt, they are important, but we have faculties far more powerful than them. These are faculties of intuition, instinctive feeling, and an awakened conscience. But in the way we have ordered our lives and set our priorities, we give little importance to them. It is time we again open up to their true possibilities. At least we can start by acknowledging that even as we are on the zenith of knowledge and information, we know precious little of the most fundamental issues concerning ourselves and the universe we live in. Accepting this little fact will be enough to fill our minds with the required humility and deflate the balloon of arrogance and ego we have blown around us.  

The second thing we need is to re-invoke our lost sense of wonder. As a child, we looked at everything with fascination- everything was a source of joy and amusement. But as we grew up, we got used to the world around us. We gave up that sense of wonder. No longer was the shining rainbow or the fluttering butterfly to be reveled and marveled at, but to be analyzed and interpreted. Yes, we still do have moments of exhilaration and awe, but generally the world appears mundane and indifferent. That sense of wonder springs from an unsullied innocence, a spotless mind, a guileless heart - qualities for which we not only have little time in our race to conquer and acquire, but think of as naive, imbecile and impediments in the way of achieving our goals and aspirations. No wonder we feel more comfortable in being cynical and sneering. 

The third and the most important thing needed to witness a miracle is faith. Though it might sound like putting the cart before the horse- but it indeed is that to experience a miracle one has to invest in faith. Faith in a power that is beyond our ability of rational comprehension. Faith in a power that responds to our innermost prayers. Faith in a power that cannot be explained but experienced.  It is when we have this faith, that we would be open to the wondrous ways of miracles. It is because miracle is the language of this Power, it is the medium of Its expression. As rhythm and rhyme renders beauty to the ideas and words in poetry, it is miracles, acts of wonder which endows grace and glory to the power that animates and sustains all creation.

But, why do we need miracles? Isn’t the whole purpose and order of creation defeated when we have a set of laws governing it, only to be broken in most inexplicable of ways, for most incomprehensible reasons, and apparently almost randomly? 

This is a profound question-one that confounds even those who might otherwise be ready to concede a possibility to miracles.

Just as the purpose of a Presidential pardoning to someone given a death sentence by the highest court of law is not to undermine the entire judicial system, but to show that there are considerations beyond the realm of law and justice, similarly a miracle is not a denunciation of all laws that govern this universe, but a poignant revelation that there are laws that supersedes the gamut of laws that we have comprehended so far. Miracles are a pointer that there is more to the reality than meets the eye. 

Doesn't our preoccupation with miracles stunt our spiritual growth?

Yes it does, and it is here that we should be extremely cautious. Just as on a train journey, we might come across many a delightful sight, but we do not get so enamored by them as to give up the journey itself, miracles do happen as glimpses of higher realities on our pilgrimage to Truth. Miracles should be experienced, enjoyed, appreciated, but not to be followed. The purpose of miracles is to delight our hearts, to give us strength, to reassure us. In other words, they happen to nudge us on the journey that we have started. Or if we haven’t, then to awaken us from our slumber! But if we get caught up in it for itself, it will be like waking up for the alarm-clock, perhaps only to play with it, and not because of the alarm-clock, to be up and going  .

Another thing we need to be extremely careful and cautious of is to be able to discriminate between hysteria and a genuine miracle. A miracle transports one into a state of bliss, fills one with a sense of higher purpose, clears the darkness of confusion and doubts. But hysteria is one which excites, which does little to make one feel satisfied and content, which hardly imparts a deeper understanding or flashes a light of intuitive knowledge. Unfortunately,the general predilection among many believers to give in to the temptations of hysteria, ends up subjecting genuine miracles to much scorn and derision. And worse, it prejudices many an open minded person and deprives them of a deeper understanding of themselves and the world around them!

It is important to cover our feet with shoes and sandals while treading in the world, but when we go to a temple, we go in bare footed, leaving the foot-wear outside the sacred premises. It is time we regain our right to enter the realm of a higher reality, a reality which though remains obfuscated by the constant clutter of our minds, flashes the light of an intuitive understanding now and then to remind us of its undying presence. Miracles happens when that reality screams to get our attention. Let us not be so unfortunate as to refuse ourselves with its glorious possibilities.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Beholding you!



The waves breaking on the ageless rocks - splintering pearls, drops of sun;
The breeze unsettling the leaves - carrying in its bosom, the symphony of the ocean!
The azure sky fathomless, bright- a silent witness, lost in its own delight!
As I behold it all, soak in the sight divine,
I remember you - your roaring presence, your shimmering might!


I remember waiting for you: my heart expectant, my soul thirsty-
To hold you with my eyes - a glimpse of divine majesty!
The moments were long, the yearning intense!
What sadhana did I do before? What sacrifice? What penance?
That you have chosen to shower on me - the unbounded Grace of your effulgent Presence?

When suddenly the air stirred, a wave of exhilaration filled all space-
From afar I saw you  gliding in. All of creation stood in awe, in raptures and dazed!
O what beauty! What magical mystery!
All of nature danced in joy. But I forgot to breathe – as if in a spell!
My heart beating in wild trepidation- all thoughts dissolved, all I wanted was your Presence to hail!

You came nearer. My heart skipped a beat!
I tried to gather myself - when you come I have to greet!
This was the moment for which I have waited all my life, I have prepared night and day!
The doubts, the petitions, the prayers, which for long plagued my heart- all melted away!
Now at last the moment has come. But I find I have nothing to say!

As you came and stood before - your eyes fell on me!
It filled my being with bliss ineffable - in those eyes did I glimpse eternity?
Your face shone with the splendor of a thousand sun!
The effulgence blinded me not, but took my breath away!
I saw in it my beginning, my middle and my final day!

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Agony!

The clouds will dissolve one day, the mist will disappear-
The journey seemingly endless, the destination unclear-
Will come to an end one day, all the wondering will be over!
In this hope I live another day, 
With this faith I draw my strength.


Today my heart is weary and also my mind is blurred;
Today my shoulders heavy, all music sounds so jarred;
Today I feel no felicity- to be happy seems insanely hard!
But this is not for real-someone softly whispers!
Just as this has come, surely it will pass!

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Pursuit of happiness?





Happiness, is often touted as the holy grail of our existence, the undeniable raison d’ĂȘtre of almost all of our endeavors, the eternally elusive obsession of most sentient creatures.

Or is it?

While it is true that except for momentary fleeting flirtations, happiness seems to perpetually evade us, but perhaps, the stinging irony is not that happiness is frustratingly slippery-but that though we are perpetually trying to catch hold of it, we are most of the time inanely unaware of the pursuit!

What else can justify the splendidly incongruous, if not irreconcilable, way we go about our life and activities, with our desire to be happy?

Surely it sounds like a clichĂ©, but still I think it won’t be too much of a wastage of our time to ponder upon these ‘banalities’ for a few moments, because in spite of being trite, they certainly ring a bell.  

We spend our youth in earning money, and then the money to regain the lost youth!

We invented technology to make our life easy and simple, but have ended up making it irredeemably hard and complex!

We have gadgets that have broken down all barriers and constraints of time and space and connected us to each other like never before, but we have today more broken families than ever before!

And we can go on listing even more instances of our collective imbecile short-sightedness, but I think the point has been made. Somehow we manage, almost every time to come up with something truly extra-ordinary, and then in an exceedingly ludicrous way, defeat the very purpose of it!  As if on a journey, unwittingly we get totally confused of the destination midway!

I do not know if we have more depressed people today than any time in the history of mankind, but how many of us can honestly claim, in spite of our relative material well being, to be content and satisfied, if not happy and blissful?

Or perhaps, even before that, do we have any coherent idea, what is it that really makes us happy? Yes, perhaps we have some notions- a job or a pay-hike, vacation, relationships, shopping, eating out, new toys (electronic gadgets or cars), perhaps a new house-but have we not acquired some of them if not all, at some point in the past? It sure did give us a high, but how lasting was it? How long did it take us to actually get over with it, and our insatiable mind was at it again getting caught up in the desire of acquiring the next cool thing?

I think it is not the problem that we acquired or did not acquire something. The problem is that even when we did acquire something, we somehow totally forgot that the point was not that thing per se,  but happiness. I think caught up, as we are in our scheme of things, in the way we have ordered our lives, in the way we have conditioned our minds- we hardly ask ourselves this inconvenient question- Now am I happy?

We are perhaps too caught up in satisfying our ego, than following our heart. When we are really happy, it’s not our ego that soars with joy, but it’s our heart that experiences the nectar of bliss.  And it is here perhaps, that most of us give a slip.

Are we really pursuing happiness


Perhaps the answer lies in our awareness of the question in the things we do, in the things we desire, and in the things we end up acquiring.



Saturday, December 31, 2011

What is it?




As I walk in the rain, the clouds wetting my cheek-
As my heart writhes in pain, and I feel my voice going weak-
As my mind goes blank, the soft slush greasing my feet-
What makes me feel one with them? Where do the feelings and the feeler meet?



As I run in the sun, the sky splashes on my shoulder-
As my spirit is ebullient, and everything I behold is brighter-
As my soul soaks in the music, the evening charm and the fluttering leaves-
What is it that springs with joy? Who is it who this wonder perceives?



As I sleep in the shade, my body in slumber’s tender embrace-
As my hidden impulses weave a world; my mind unshackled , 
and dissolved duress-
As I wade through the magical; the world of unmet desires I tread-
Who is awake to them? What connects them to this world-
as if an invisible thread?

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Religion and Spirituality






Two terms, Spirituality and Religion, deeply connected,  but yet leaves behind a very different taste in our mouths.



We come across surveys that tell us more and more people, at least in the urban areas, feel more and more comfortable identifying themselves as "spiritual"  than as "religious".


What is the essential disconnect between being spiritual and being religious?What is the basis of this dichotomy? Which practices, which beliefs, which ideas differentiate one from the other? Is there anyway we can be spiritual and religious at the same time?


These are my random thoughts on these two terms, though viscerally joined, yet almost separated at birth.




What is common between Religion and Spirituality?


Belief is the basis of all religions; just as spirituality cannot do away with faith.


Hope is an essential nature of the religious; just as someone spiritual cannot but be an optimist.


A sense of sacredness, auspiciousness is common to both religion and spirituality.


Both makes its adherent aware of his/her being part of something bigger than themselves.


And both , in their own ways, provide a meaning to their lives.


And how are they different?


Religion is a shared identity; while spirituality is a deeply personal exploration.


Religion is mostly inherited; while spirituality is essentially an individual construct.


Religion needs a temple, a church or a mosque; while spirituality is nourished by silence and blossoms in  nature.


Religion seeks for guidance without; while spirituality seeks for light within.


Religion needs an organization,a structure; while spirituality needs aloneness, freedom.


Religion satisfies the primal urge of belonging and communality; while spirituality tries to quench the eternal thirst for knowledge and meaning.


Religion demands compliance, obedience and loyalty; while spirituality urges keenness, passion and courage.


Religion needs god(s), scriptures, commandments; while spirituality seeks experience, transcendence, an awakened conscience.


Religion provides security, certainty; while spirituality demands a spirit of probing and inquiry.


Religion offers answers to questions; while spirituality seeks questions to answers.


Religion tells you about your destination; while spirituality urges you to take the journey.






Just as one cannot take away "ritual" from "spiritual", Religion not resulting in Realization is as good as being worthless.


A great master once quipped  "It is all right to be born in a religion, but not to die in one". What did he mean?


While religion provides us the initial guidance, sets us on the path of self-discovery, gives us encouragement and direction, protects us from our baser instincts, instills in us a sense of right and wrong, makes us aware of a higher purpose - eventually it should lead us to an inner journey of seeking, encourage in us a deep yearning for that transcendental experience that all religions talk about, put us on a personal exploration shorn off all prejudice, narrowness and division. An unripe fruit is bitter and unwholesome; similarly religion which has not ripened into spirituality, more often than not is sullied with the bitter taste of a misplaced sense of ego. "My path is the BEST path"  if not, "My Path is the ONLY path"! And this pernicious if subtle ego, manifests into a self-righteous prudishness at its best, and a dogmatic parochialism, narrowness and bigotry at its worst.


We are all born with the seed of self-inquiry sown into our hearts. Religion, which was meant to provide the initial protection to the sprouting seed of spirituality, most of the time ends up in stunting if not stifling the blossoming of the sprout. We should be ever more vigilant to see that this seed with all its magnificent potentiality, grows up into a mighty tree, drawing its sustenance from deep within, and providing coolness and refuge to our wary spirit.


Has not all the great masters and founders of religions, done exactly that?








Thursday, December 22, 2011

Peace

                          


Shaanti (Peace) is not just an external polish, which can be put on or brushed off.


It is not the same as fortitude, like that which young Yudhishtira had when he bore without a tear or a gasp the hundred blows with a cane administered to test his stamina.


It is not the resignation which come of frustrated ambition or satisfied desire.


It is an ennobling, elevating experience which comes when one attains the merger with the very source of one's being. It is the stilling of the waves; the calming of mental activities and agitations.


Sathya Sai Speaks Vol 2 ( 40. Unfurl it on your consciousness.)




How do we attain this Peace?


Everyone seeks and strives to be at peace with themselves and with their communities around.


People have tried to get this peace by accumulating wealth, which give power over others and ability to command conveniences and comforts.


Some have sought positions of authority and influence, so they can shape events suited to one's aims and fancies.


Unfortunately, these paths are beset with fear, and the peace that is secured thereby is liable to quick and sometimes violent extinction.


Real peace can be achieved only through Love!


It is the fruit of the tree of life. 


This fruit with the sweet essence is encased in a bitter skin. The bitter skin is symbolic of the six evil passions that encase the loving heart of man: lust, anger, greed, attachment, pride and hate.


Those who remove the exterior through hard and consistent discipline attains the sweetness inside - the much desired peace; this peace is everlasting, unchanging and overwhelming.


Sri Sathya Sai Baba (Jan 1, 1971).