Friday, August 17, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Shiv Yog videos: Ascension Day - 21st December 2012
In this video Baba ji explaining the Importance of Shadhna and Connection with Guru ( Love You ). A little shandna can vanish...
Shiv Yog videos: Baba Ji Interview In Mauritius MBC TV
Shiv Yog videos: What is Sri Vidya Sadhna ? - Shivyoglive
Thursday, March 1, 2012
“Savitri: A Legend And A Symbol (Guidance from Sri Aurobindo)”
“Savitri: A Legend And A Symbol (Guidance from Sri Aurobindo)”
March 1, 2012
PART ONE
BOOKS !-III BOOK ONE
The Book of Beginnings
Canto one
The Symbol Dawn
IT WAS the hour before the God’s awake.
Across the path of the divine Event
The huge forboding mind of
Night alone,
In her unlit temple of eternity,
Lay stretched immobile upon Silence’ marge.
Almost one felt, opaque,
impenetrable,
In the sombre symbol of her
eyeless muse
The abysm of the unbodied
Infinite;
A fathomless zero occupied the
world.
A power of fallen boundless self
awake
Between the first and the last
Nothingness,
Recalling the tenebrous womb
from which it came,
Turned from the insoluble
mystery of birth
And the tardy process of
mortality
And longed to reach its end in
vacant Nought.
As in a dark beginning of all
things,
A mute featureless semblance of all
things,
A mute featureless semblance of
the Unknown
repeating for ever the
unconscious act,
Prolonging for ever the unseeing
will,
Cradled the cosmic drowse of
ignorant Force
Whose moved creative slumber
kindles the suns
And carries our lives in its
somnabulist whirl.
Athwart the vain enormous
trance of Space,
Its formless stupor without mind
or life,
A shadow spinning through a
soulless Void,
Thrown back once more into unthinking dreams,
Earth wheeled abandoned in the
hollow gulfs
Forgetful of her spirit and her
fate.
The impassive skies were
neutral, empty, still.
Then something in the
inscrutable darkness stirred;
A nameless movement, an
unthought Idea
Insistent, dissatisfied, without an aim,
Something that wished but knew
not how to be,
Teased the Inconscient to wake
Ignorance.
A throe that came and left a
quivering trace,
Gave room for an old tired want
unfilled,
At peace in its subconscient
moonless cave
To raise its head and look for
absent light,
Straining closed eyes of vanished
memory,
Like one who searches for a by gone self
And only meets the corpse of his
desire.
It was as though even in this
Nought’s profound,
Even in this ultimate
dissolution core,
There lurked an unremembering entity,
Survivor of a slain and buried
past
Condemned to resume the effort
and the pang,
Reviving in another frustrate
world.
An unshaped consciousness
desired light
And a blank prescience yearned
towards distant change.
As if a childlike finger laid on a
cheek
Reminded of the endless need in things
The heedless Mother of the
universe,
An infant longing clutched the
sombre Vast, Insensibly somewhere a breach began:
A long lone line of hesitating hue
like a vague smile tempting a
desert heart
Troubled the far rim of life’s
obscure sleep.
Arrived from the other side of
boundlessness
An eye of deity peered through
the dumb deeps;
A scout in a reconnaissance from
the sun,
I seemed amid a heavy cosmic
rest,
The torpor of a sick and weary
world, To seek for a spirit sole and
desolate
Too fallen to recollect forgotten
bliss.
Intervening in a mindless universe,
Its message crept through the
reluctant hush
calling the adventure of
consciousness and joy
And, conquering Nature’s
disillusioned breast,
Compelled renewed consent to
see and feel.
A thought was sown in the
unsounded Void,
A sense was born within the
darkness’ depths,
A memory quivered in the heart
of Time
As if a soul long dead were
moved to live:
But the oblivion that succeeds
the fall,
Had blotted the crowded tablets
of the past,
And all that was destroyed must
be rebuilt
And old experience laboured out
once more.
All can be done if the god-touch
is there.
A hope stole in that hardly dared
to be
Amid the Night’s forlorn
indifference.
As if solicited in an alien world
with timid and hazardous instinctive grace,
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
“Savitri: A Legend And A Symbol (Guidance from Sri Aurobindo)”
“Savitri: A Legend And A Symbol (Guidance from Sri Aurobindo)”
February 29, 2012
Author’s Note
The tale of Satyavan and Savitri is recited in the Mahabharata as a story of conjugal love conquering death. But this legend is, as shown by many features of the human tale, one of the many symbolic myths of the Vedic cycle. Satyavan is the soul carrying the divine truth of being within itself but descended into the grip of death and ignorance; Savitri is the Divine Word, daughter of the Sun, goddess of the supreme Truth who comes down and is born to save; Aswapati, the Lord of the Horse, her human father is the Lord of Tapasya, the concentrated energy of spiritual endeavor that helps us to rise from the mortal to the immortal planes; Dyumatsena, Lord of the Shining Hosts, father of Satavan, is the Divine Mind here fallen blind, losing its celestial kingdom of vision, and through
that loss its kingdom of glory. Still this is not a mere allegory, the characters
are not personified qualities, but incarnations or emanations of living and conscious Forces with whom we can enter into concrete touch and they take human bodies in order to help man and show him the way from his mortal state to a divine consciousness and immortal life.
SRI AUROBINDO
Thursday, February 23, 2012
OM NAMO BAGAVATI
February 23, 2012
In Beloved Kranti Sangivane ‘INFINITE’ one sees Sri Aurobindo’s
poem Savitri come to life.
In an exposition on Sri Aurobindo’s poem Savitri http://www.scribd.com/doc/13765809/Meaning-of-Birth-and-Quest-in-Sri-Aurobindos-Savitri one sees :
But this birth is no freak event; it is the fruition of a long and unending labour, an
unending recurrence going on forever in the heart of life. Even as it descends from above,
it is at the same time an actualisation of a Will hidden in matter’s core. Coeval with earth
and contemptuously dismissive of time, fate and death, this Will yet awaits its hour of
coming:
Although our fallen minds forget to climb,
Although our human stuff resists or breaks,
She keeps her will that hopes to divinise clay;
Once more that Will put on an earthly shape. (354)
Not only in her origins but in her form as well, Savitri is so unlike man’s earthly
phenomenal being. Even in her birth and early years, she is conscious of her transcendent
source, and though living aloof and content, her being is continuously flooded with “slow
conscient light” and heavenly intimacies:
Thursday, February 16, 2012
FROM THE OFFICE of INFINITE
February 16, 2012
-EVOLUTION IN THE PRESENT-
NOTE
The Flesh has left the Bone.
Prakriti has 2 major components —–
Bone and Flesh
Both work separately
From now on 13 . 2 . 2012
But side by side.
( 1 )
14 . 2. 2012
about 12 . 15 pm
-FIRST BIGGEST SHIFT -
- OF THE -
- PLANET’S CRUST -
( 2 )
14 . 2 . 2012
-25 DEGREE CRUST SHIFT-
One of the Major shifts for 2012
( 3 )
1. All this happening was witnessed by The Body of “ INFINITE ”
With open eyes and not in Trance.
2. All articles in the Room shifted and appeared at different places in the
Appropriate Bays.
All witnessing of the articles in different Bays were seen in different
Colours and Textures as same as actual material.
3. “INFINITE” says this Happening was lived and witnessed by INFINITE.
4. The BRAIN Matter in INFINITE’s Matter Body
supported the Shift of the Planet’s Crust by physically
Moving in the Skull ; in the same way as we have shown in the diagram .
All great POWERS of the Existence were present witnessing this
Phenomena and honoured The BODY of “INFINITE” .
- A Garland WAS OFFERED BY -
- THE CREATOR -
-CONGRATULATIONS WERE -
- Exchanged -
