Attachment in Detachment and other lessons learnt…

She and I share a strong bond and can predict each other’s reactions quite accurately. Just like my sister, she gets me completely. We consult and validate each other’s decisions and thought process. 

But we are both worrywarts. We think, think and overthink. Some people just can’t ever seem to quiet the constant barrage of thoughts — and we are that some people. Life being life sends over our share of grey clouds from time to time. While we go through the ups and downs in life, we both overanalyse most situations. We excel at catastrophic predictions and end up inspecting every cell in what lays ahead of us through a microscope. Costing our peace of mind. What we both dread is what we call the “wait”. Time just stops moving during the wait. We both know very well that our disturbed and overthinking mind isn’t going to change the outcome. A joke of two here and there helps. But the mind continues to be in a state of turbulence. The wait. 

Two things that has helped me through my journey, lessons of which I share with her everyday. 

1. Two encounters I had during the month of August. Two brave and determined ladies. Each strong willed and wonderfully fierce. Mother figures. I was drawn to both.

– One of them spoke to me the morning after I had spent a restless night waiting. She helped calm my anxiety using reason. Her words conveyed strength. With ease she used the term – Attachment with detachment. I’d heard that before but never from a mother. I saw a lot of me in her. Only more fiercer. Life’s experience showed. I knew that very instance I’d gained a new role model.

– The second experience was a few weeks later. An unexpected strong connection. This mother from a different generation was über cool. Her mind was open and her thinking fresh. She was abundantly clear she does not look for validation from a society that will constantly tell you to be something else. I knew in her I’d gained a friend. 

2. A whatsapp forward message from this morning about the Hindu God Shiva’s vehicle –  “Nandi is a symbolism of eternal waiting, because waiting is considered the greatest virtue in Indian culture. One who knows how to simply sit and wait is naturally meditative. Nandi is not expecting Shiva to come out tomorrow. He is not anticipating or expecting anything. He is just waiting. He will wait forever. That quality is the essence of receptivity.”

Learning from these mothers – because with attachment comes a very strong urge to control the circumstances, we are slowly practicing attached detachment of things we know we cannot control. 

“Remain in the world, act in the world, do whatsoever is needful, and yet remain transcendental, aloof, detached, a lotus flower in the pond.”  – Osho, The Secret of Secrets

As for the Nandi, we swear to try each day to listen to the larger dimensions of existence and not make waiting such a painful experience. 

“Waiting is much easier than, having nothing to wait for…” – Tatai

This post is dedicated to my soul friend and the two ‘epitome of strength’ I’ve recently been awestruck of. 

 

Silence in the midst of chaos

My monkey of a mind is constantly filled with thoughts, plans, concepts, people, what ifs, what if nots and what next. At times it feels like I am consumed by everything crazy going on around me and I fail to appreciate the important aspects of life. 

In a world filled with noise, only a few understand silence. I have recently learnt to shut off the world (this means everything and everyone) and embrace silence to recover and recharge. Silence to me is now more powerful than any words or actions. It simply means nothing can get to me. Nothing can pull me down. 

Use silence wisely. Master it, and it will bring you peace. My journey has just begun…

“Silence isn’t empty. It’s full of answers.”

There is always something to be grateful for…

The warm feeling that overwhelms you.

That dose of positivity that resonates from within you with every heartbeat.

An unexplainable feeling that fuels inner strength and keeps your soul alive.

Something that tells you you’ve reached a dangerously high level of awesomeness.

How do you get there? A hard journey that’s worth every step.

  1. Look at the good in everything….yes, everything. Even in the most darkest turn of events, there is something to be hopeful of. Something you can cling on to.
  2. Appreciate everything. Start with the small stuff. Only then can you transition the sentiment to bigger achievements.
  3. Practice mindfulness. Reflect on all the good in your life.
  4. Resist the temptation of comparing yourself with other people. We all have our own journeys.
  5. Appreciate what you have right now.
  6. Apply an abundance mindset in your way of thinking – every action begins with the mind, after all.
  7. Help other people and touch their lives meaningfully. There really is nothing more rewarding in this world than helping other people improve their lives. 

“The more you are in a state of gratitude, the more you will attract things to be grateful for.”

“Try something different. Surrender.” – Rumi

From atheism to complete surrender – My Journey

Whether we believe in God or we don’t, our belief is something we have chosen.

Born and brought up in a religious family, I grew up as a confused teenager wanting to find objective truths through science. With unanswered questions I saw myself slowly turn into an atheist. A non-conformist who needed to blaze my own trail, find things out for myself. Part of it stemmed from how restrictive Hindu temples where, especially to women and how commercialized Hinduism had become. The hypocrisy disgusted me.

Then I entered a phase of – “I am not religious. I am spiritual”. Not wanting to be restricted by religion, I decided to reject it outright. I chose private reflection and private experience and nothing ritualistic and public. However, I wasn’t fully convinced. Something was missing. I did not feel complete.

My next stop was – “I don’t go to temples, God is within me”. This brought me a little closer to him but there was still this unexplainable void. The internal struggle continued.

And then, when I stood before him for quarter of a second after a 4 hour climb uphill, all I wanted was to fall at his feet and surrender. The same person who used to haughtily turn her head the other side realized her eyes overflowed with tears – they were tears of realization of having finally arrived. Now, I feel complete.

I pray in gratitude for this transformation. I finally found God. On my own terms.