Left to Write

The ‘Right’ of ‘Right’ is ‘The Right’ of Every Citizen, but with deficient governance, The Right is deemed suspended…and this when stood for, is adjudged ‘Not Right’. Yet it cannot choke that which is ‘Left’, which is always there, only at times ignored and left by us,‘The Right’ to ‘Write’. That is what makes pen mightier than the sword.

The Right to Write enables us to express our Right to Live, and not leave matters that need to be expressed and exposed, suppressed. As they are suppressed we are oppressed and as we Write we Writ against all that is oppressive. As we Write we express all that is already Writ indelibly on the psyche of people, yet unexpressed as it would be inedible for those who wish to impose and propagate ignorance and create a culture of suppression and dependence.

There are no rights or wrongs inherently but expression seeks freedom inherently. It is A Right, Written largely in our psyche from the moment of our inception.

And it is always Left to Write when people are forced to move from Right to Left in pursuit of their Right to exercise their Rights.

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 28, 2012

HOPE

The beginning lines, in italics, are of my friend, Bhavesh Bati’s, and I am thankful to him. As while commenting on his comments I accessed all that follows. Discussions have this empowering abililty and this is how life operates as it continuously has us involved in co-creations—conscious or unconscious. Thus the comment was deleted as a comment and transformed into this note, which notes all that came up, and found its way out.

“Why Hope for something to Happen, when We have all the Power to make it happen????????

Hope Cripples us... And the result, you can see ^*everywhere around us... Look at the life of people living with hope and of those living without one... Living every moment out...”

Hope is a positive aspect, but for that you have to absolutely sure and have absolute faith in your intents and the support from within. Hope doesn't cripple. It is the doubt that does. When you look ahead with hope and faith you do not become hopeless. But yes just hoping but not intending to play an active part in the fruition of the hope is crippling. Everything is relative. So nothing could be labeled as good or bad—it is all contextual.

Hope on its own, cannot stand fully. But by 'being' hope one allows all to stand on their own. And again to be it, one has to be one's true self as every manifestation begins within.

The situation ^*cited is a result of an adulterated hope. Mixed with hopelessness--"Since we can't do anything else, let us hope that something will happen" being the philosophy, is what my perception tells me. It becomes a default option wherein, one instead of playing one's part places the onus on the external. We are always making things happen--consciously or unconsciously. Even when we abstain we are choosing to allow things to happen in a particular fashion.

And in the context of conscious choices do we not come across situation when the materialization happens not quite in the manner we envisioned? What do we say then and how do we accept the same?

With the affirmation from within, "Everything always happens for the best". And then again we state that we had hoped it would transpire in a particular manner, but though it hasn't, we hope all sees the bigger picture behind the manifestation as we do, that "Everything does indeed happen for the best. The manifestations, which corroborate this fact, though invisible, now, would be visible at the right moment."

Just imagine a statement: “I hope not, as I simply know that the thing will transpire in the fashion desired”. Yet things transpire as per our desire, ditto, when the mind-body-soul is in coherence.

Logic of the metaphysical plane is absolute and works on the principle of absolute faith.

Faith keeps one truly alive. As faith keeps hope alive one is assured that come what may, irrespective of the situation, everything does work out for the best as the same is ensured.

We are not even the doers. We are the ‘choosers’—whether we choose to be who we are and allow the Force Within to work fully and freely. The choice is ours and the choice is the determinant of our life.

Be-ing holds the key to all materialization. And through being when our doing emanates we are filled with irrevocable hope which rubs on all around and dissolves all hopelessness for good and for ever.

So hope doesn’t cripple us. But the way it is used decides whether it is crippling or rejuvenating. And this takes me back to a debate that has been on since time immemorial, “Science is a boon or a bane?”

What do we say about getting the answer: “We hope to get to an absolute dissolution of the debate”, or, “We know we would get to it since we would make it happen?”

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 21, 2012

Is It The Other Way Round?

Coming in the wake of “So Be It”, little did I know that I would be drawn to the words that are forcing their way out—as an expression of what is being felt within. And this is not the first time that the same has happened as this is the way it always does with myself grateful as I wake up to their presence. The Force convinces me--even as it forces its way out—that nothing could be more apt following what it follows… “So Be It”. And who I am to say anything if not “So Be it”.

It directly takes me to the fact:

We keep praying for things and whatever it is we pray for is definitely a great matter of great significance to us—irrespective of what others might think.

As we pray and call out to The Almighty…the truly All Mighty, considering it as an entity separate from self, the ways we pray are usually:

(a) “I wish for…”

(b) “Please give me…”

(c) “May I be able…”

Whichever way it is, it makes implicit that, that our answers are not implicit to us in our life as they are not explicit. It is quite natural as well, as we live our life as physical beings on this physical plane—bound by innumerable bindings of the mind. No wonder life becomes a grind—day in, day out—with no ways out in sight. The insight being inaccessible to us as sight is more outside than inside.

And the root of all misery is the belief that to ‘earn the faith and thus blessings of God’ we have to ‘do’ something; and that God is in temples, but not in the primary temple—that is our own being. That our ‘be-ing’ is a proof of existence of The Life Force, that we call God, within, eludes us triggering the biggest delusion and sufferings thus.

Yet when we accept that the divine is within we spontaneously realize that we have been given everything. It is we who keep the materializations at bay by not allowing the Life Force to fully flow through us. What we pray as “So Be It” is thus affirmed as “So It Would Be” as “So It Is” already. We become aware that the manifestation which we seek is already made manifest with faith. It is only the concept of time and space that deludes us with veiling of the same.

My faith tells me that it is The Divinity within, which is calling out to us, praying and at the same time affirming, “You have been given everything. Realize your self and real-ize your fullest potential.”

It is the other way round. As The Creator is one with all of Its Creation there is no separate entity to look up to, but an inherent entity, within, our Highest Self—The Source Within, The Creative Force of The Universe.

It is the Force Within which seeks release as IT prays, “So Be It”.

It is the other way round with God urging, praying and affirming, “So, Be It”, “So Be It” and “So It Is”.

Thus instead of “May God Bless All” the affirmation comes out as confirmation from within, “God Blesses All”.

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 17, 2012

So Be It

What A Design!

Part-IV

As we come to this part, I feel what I feel always—that no part is apart from any of the parts. It is a continuum and we concentrate on the infinite aspects of one and the same aspect one at a time. But to share what I am ‘given’ to share, I have been inspired to share it in a manner which doesn’t call for your time too much. Hence, in parts. Yet it is wished that they call out to you and reaches you all.

Though yes, the ways would differ. We receive the one and the same thing in different manner. Experience is an individual thing. And again the individual experiences, go on to form the collective experience and collective destiny, as they are shared. I hope I have been able to share the wonders that I am blessed with, in the form of these revelations—for whatever they are worth…

What it means to me could very well not mean to you. Meaning is a purely customized aspect—a designer issue! Meaning is what we give. As is the meaning so is our experience. And as is the experience so is the meaning perceived.

Thus varies the meaning of a single word for different people. Yet we say worth of words is limited. Are the words limited or is it the perception that is limited? Once we open ourselves to the worth of words we accept and appreciate the limitlessness of words, instead of lamenting on the perceived limitedness of the same. Then as we create, so we say—actually we pray—for every creative expression, “So Be It” and follow it up with a gentle nudge to the creation, “So, Be It”. “So” being the limitlessness of the worth.

And So It Has Been with William Wordsworth—the being and his creations, as one!!! As he has been said, “So, Be It”…so he has responded, “So Be It”…and so we are urged and egged to be beings@soulbeings .unlimited , transforming from beings@humanbeings.limited . Accessing the Soul, we access the unlimited potential within, unlock it and success attains a different dimension altogether.

One who knows not self, knows none.

So we are urged: “Go for it—know yourself”.

Then are encouraged, “So, Be It”.

Are we ready to affirm, “So Be It”?

Hope and pray it is the latter… “So Be It”

Sushmita Mukherjee,

May 8, 2012

     

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