The Mechanism

What A Design!

Part-III

 

The mechanism, as stated in Part-II, is as simple as is grand—as is the Design. After all beauty lies in simplicity, as simplicity doesn’t lie. Yet unable to comprehend simplicity, complexities are born, borne and propagated. Because the mind searches for reason, while the soul is the reason, which the mind fails to recognize, unless it does.

 

Mind believes in that what it sees and cannot accept the unmanifest. Though it itself is unmanifest! It cannot accept that things could emanate in absence of any visible source of knowledge/inspiration/wisdom. Thus the fact that bliss could be accessed in solitude is foreign to it, till it is convinced of the same.

 

The momentary flashes turn the moments momentous as they pour out nuggets from within. Or should we call from nowhere? As that is what it feels, as it comes up, and out from within—from that well of unfathomable depth. And then the mind too realizes that there is nothing called ‘nothing’ and nowhere called ‘no where’. As the consciousness is everywhere and everything is consciousness. The very fabric of life is consciousness. Call it energy, call it God Force. If you will. What you will is your will, but the fact remains that there is no ‘point’ in the universe which is a void; even quantum physics has proven that! Life is thriving in even nano spots, which earlier where labeled ‘void’ and ‘nothing’.

 

The revelation of the mechanism, of and in solitude, revolutionizes the meaning and implications and acceptability of solitude. The experiences of the flashes, the mind can no longer call false.

 

Solitude could be metaphorical and again could be literal—with the former being a situation when one is in the midst of all, yet one is completely one with one’s own self, is with one’s own self—in that ‘zone’. Thus is there, but not ‘in’ there.

 

Though the solitude, metaphorical or literal, each conducive to receipt of flashes, are to be complemented by the biggest solitude—a mind, lone, without any thoughts, empty, completely open and ready to receive the signals from the Source Within—the Infinite Reservoir. The flashes that are there, are there always. Yet the ripples they cause are noticed only when this state is attained, with the mind having accessed solitude too of the soul.

 

Solitude impacts differently all and solitude means different to all. But what it meant to Wordsworth is now understood by many. If not all…

 

With the mind away from the mind and its clatter, within and without, noises absent within and without, uncluttered, it receives and accepts all as it doesn’t use itself, rather responds to the voice within.

 

Solitude creates an attitude of gratitude, as one realizes the creativity within, and thus the worth of one’s life, and thus feels worthy of this life. It is the Soul’s mission for which it comes on earth—the Sole mission to express itself fully and thus real-ize itself completely and in that Solitude is an empowering catalyst.

 

William Wordsworth realized this and honored it by paying tribute to solitude, reflecting his experiences through his expressions, in a way only he could changing the essence of solitude for ever…

 

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 8, 2012

    

Bliss of Solitude

What A Design!

 Part-II

 

It is difficult to capture the enormity of the impact of The Designer and the Signatures, The Designs. The impacts create a design of their own, in the psyche. The Essence, The Designer, is Infinite and hence is the impact too. Yet, while this becomes the reason for limitation felt in expressing the impact, this very infiniteness gives us the liberty to express in infinite ways. We are thus never short of expressions, with each being different from the other—depending on the moment when they are received. ‘When’ decides the ‘how’, as ‘when’ holds the receptivity and its nature.

 

Thus while different individuals come up with different expression in the in the wake of the similar situations they wake up to, the same individual wakes up in different fashion—and expresses differently—keeping with the level of awakening experienced.  No wonder infinite expressions erupt out of the ‘well’ of unfathomable depth within. A ‘well’ which holds our well being, and which is accessed when we are being led to the depths of that ‘well’—our truth—makes us swell with wonderful inspirations, causing them to overflow and become creations, shared with the world. That which comes up, comes out.

 

And these inspirations are received as flashes, Hence, “The flash upon the inward eye, which is bliss of solitude”, by Wordsworth in his signature poem, ‘The Daffodils’.

 

This famous line has been on my lips since I read the poem, as a kid—then, more because my father uttered it often. Though he uttered with full awareness of what he was uttering, I muttered because he uttered it. Furthermore, as a kid, ‘quoting’ Wordsworth saw me ‘courting’ appreciation!  Who would forego that? Not even adults! Thus my utterance was adulterated with ignorance and craving for praise. But the inner voice kept asking as to how, and why, solitude could, and be, bliss.

 

Yet that it indeed is, I was made to realize in deed—with the impact of the flashes of inspiration on my own inward eye, in moments of absolute stillness, being with myself-- not surrounded by any and again surrounded by many—experiencing the solitude and the bliss. The truth ‘in’ the ‘line’ was underlined in my conscious consciousness and eyes opened to the philosophy and to the immeasurable worth of the words. That was my first real appreciation of the Soul, as the incarnation, called William Wordsworth.

 

Then the ‘mechanism of creation’—the way creativity works—started to dawn on me and the worth of words received, as inspirations, changed the meaning and significance of solitude for ever and thus the worth of solitude too…

 

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 8, 2012

 

What A Design! Part-I

Part-I

What a master plan indeed it has been. It is difficult to come up with another example which would uphold synonym-ity (a manufactured word!) between the name and ‘the’ person’s achievements, in keeping with the same—that is the name. It is sheer poetic justice, to me—a poet’s worthy contribution to the name he came to. It is an embodiment of “Made For Each Other”, the only difference in the use of the phrase, from its conventional usage, is that there is no ‘other’!

Well, well, no more of suspense. The person and the name is none other than William Wordsworth!

It is amazing, if we ponder from the physical plane, “How could this have happened?” And we would say, “What a coincidence?” But life from the bigger perspective, from the angle of the absolute, makes it absolutely clear that there are no coincidences in life, and nothing happens by chance. Rather everything happens as per plan, The Divine Plan, which the mind cannot comprehend.

Just imagine the wonder: the Soul that came to be known as William Wordsworth, became ‘known’ only because of the Worth of his Words, which incidentally is immeasurable. Is it because he was worthy so he became the William Wordsworth, that we enjoy? Which though incidentally he is…why otherwise he would be what he is? Or is it because the Soul had a divine plan to come into a family with an inheritance of the title “Wordsworth?”

It is The Soul that Made William Wordsworth That He IS…and Not the other way round. And The Soul, In and As, William Wordsworth truly lived as The Soul.    

He thus has lived up to the ‘billing’ of this inheritance and even beyond it, as he continues to live in the midst of us all…for All That His Words Were Worth, and Worthy of Being Thus Immortalized…as The Worth IS Unbound, Limitless, Infinite…as The Soul IS.  

It indeed is a Grand De-sign, Sign-ed, by ‘The Designer’, with William Wordsworth being One of The Signature Designs.

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 8, 2012           

"Think with your heart and listen to it, as The Soul talks through it. And through it, The Source Within."


Sushmita Mukherjee,
May 4, 2012

Befitting Sequel...Or A Befitting Prequel?

It is an absolute masterpiece from a Master.

Kahlil Gibran On Children

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As it is shared with me, so thoughtfully by my friend, Uma Chandrasekaran, in the context of my 'post', "Whose Shoes Are You Wearing", it is befitting that this be shared with all...honoring the Master and Uma.  I must accept as touched I am by this sharing, I hope that this touches all parents, parents-to-be, hoping-to-be-parents, children too (so that they get over the fear that by following their calling they are committing a crime against their parents)...and teachers (as they have a huge role to play; as friend, philosopher, guide--spotting the spark and its nature, and guiding the student accordingly)...and what we get is all running in their own shoes...neither borrowed nor forcibly worn.

It hardly matters whether the post has been a prequel to this masterpiece...or this masterpiece is a sequel to the post. What matters is that it would be truly befitting when it benefits, as is intended. The benefit is the matter that is wished for  materialization.

With best wishes to all...

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 4, 2012

Whose shoes are you wearing?

Does somebody else’s shoe fit you? And even if the ‘size’ is same do you feel comfortable in the shoes that are not yours? NO. Yet this is what has been in operation…with people living the lives of others, from the perspectives of all but of self. No wonder life becomes a constant source of discomfort, while the real source of the discomfort is one’s own self. Thus even before one leaves the earth, one has already left it, living as a spent force.

So is it not high time that our education system placed thrust on knowing oneself as the primal and sacred knowledge? True we have counseling system in place but the biggest counsel is within…but that has to be accessed. Once that happens education would be truly educating, instead of a system of piling degrees and becoming qualified, but not educated.

And the parents have to be convinced that the kids are to be allowed to grow, which they can’t if they are constantly imposed upon. Impositions are contradictory to growth, even figuratively. Just imagine, imposition is a force downward on something, while growth is always upward.

None of the degrees would be capable of combating the pathogen—deficient self-knowledge, the biggest knowledge of all.

Your truth, and adherence to the same, opens vistas that were not apparent before, facilitating your growth to unprecedented heights—real-izing wondrous aspects of your own self. That first step, to know the truth of self, and the next, towards it, is all that is required to live out your infinite potential, with ease and in bliss. 

So instead of entering into somebody else’s shoes, be convinced of the size of yours, and check which type of shoes help you to walk with ease. Once that happens, you will in fact, be running in your shoes—even if you are not wearing a pair running shoes!

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 3, 2012

Warmth of Reunion

A very hot weather can be weathered without using the air-conditioners. But for that the condition required has to be overpowering. The intensity has to be more intense than that of the weather.

And this we indeed are capable of…and do experience to be capable of. Though whether we are aware of having weathered the external conditions is another issue altogether!

As we ponder…we are left to wonder how could we, what we could!  Yes, we all have over come the external conditions without withering even a bit, some time or the other. And some of us are frequently accomplishing that consciously. 

Most definitely the question that is being asked,  as these words are read, could be, “When does that happen?” Well, when we are totally immersed in our being…in our vocation. The time and space then become mere metaphors.

Furthermore, the weather, even though very hot, accedes to the warmth of reunions, punctuated with conversations wherein at one stage everyone talks to everyone, but no one listens to anyone! As the weather accedes and concedes, we succeed in weathering it, even without consciously trying anything.

In both the conditions the external is forgotten, as we then, be, the beings that is not only body and mind, but something greater, which remains unaffected…and extends the same effect to the body and mind. Thus effectively the weather condition is befriended as it then doesn’t affect as adversely.

It is the warmth or reunion in both cases which douses the heat. In the latter, the external reunion and in the former, the reunion with one’s inner self.

It is all about being…and what we are being—whether we are beings of external conditioning that causes the external conditions to affect us.  Or by being beings of spontaneity … whereby we affect the conditions by conditioning it to resonate with our inner conditioning, spontaneously.

We are thus warmed by the warmth of the reunion, instead of being scorched by the heat.

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 1, 2012