Gathered Blooms

Arunachala is one's own heart. This petite poem is a prayer to Arunachala to fix the mind in Him, the heart.

The seeker in search of freedom outside gets repeatedly frustrated sooner or later, owing to the impermanent happiness in the objects of his desire. The Master teaches him to turn within to guide him towards true freedom that is beyond the mind.  Picture Courtesy: Anne Lambeck www.unsplash.com 

A seeker craves for the stabilisation of the truth within, without the least intervention of the mind. A prayer in the form of a short poem to Ramana Maharshi. 

The seeker beseeches the Master to hoist the flag of peace conquering the raging mind in this short poem. Picture Credit: Hasan Almasi www.unsplash.com 

In the pathless path, where there seems to be a journey but in truth there is not, the traveller/seeker abides in his own heart or 'just be'. Nochur Venkataraman in one of his talks on Ramana Maharshi and His teachings said that Bhagavan's actual teaching was to 'just be'. For those of us for whom it was difficult to be, He mercifully taught the direct path of Self enquiry.  

When we lose ourselves in Bhagavan, we in truth recognise our true Self. A petite poem.

One look from the Master is enough to silence the mind. A seeker pens a short poem on the look of Guru Ramana, which merges the mind in the stillness behind. 

One need not have to fight one's thoughts in order to quell them. Simply tuning into the silence within by abiding in the source where thoughts emerge takes one beyond the mind. Read a petite poem.  Picture Courtesy:  Daniele Levis Pelusi, unsplash.com

Change is constant in life. Read a petite poem on staying rooted in one's true Self that is unchanging beyond the changing phenomenon. Picture Courtesy: Johannes Plenio www.unsplash.com 

A short poem on Arunachala Shiva where the seeker sees Him as the Lord, the Master and her own Being.     Shiva, the Lord of my heart,        You captured me unsought,        In your embrace I am eternally caught,        Beyond the dividing thoughts.        Shiva in my heart,        We are never apart,        'The sole being you are', you impart,        From this truth never should I depart.        Shiva is my heart,        Sans an end and a start,        From this truth of the heart,        Grace will never do me apart. PictureCourtesy: Wikipedia  https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annamalai_(Hill)

A seeker thinks he is encaged but the Master affirms not so! A little poem on freedom.  

Bhagavan Ramana roots out the fear of death in a seeker by a simple sentence carrying the import of the Master's teaching that he happens to read on death... "மரணபயம் மனசுக்குத்தான்.  அழிவற்ற ஆத்மஸ்வரூபமான 'தனக்கில்லை' என்றுணர்." - Baskaran.M  The translation of the words go thus, "Realise that the fear of death is experienced by the mind and not by the Atman which is indestructible and eternal." Moved by the Master's Grace, the seeker pens a petite poem.....    

 A short poem on Guru Poornima, seeking the light of Grace of Guru Ramana.

A small poem, seeking the Grace of Ramana Maharshi to take one beyond thoughts.