Arunachala is one's own heart. This petite poem is a prayer to Arunachala to fix the mind in Him, the heart.
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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.
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)
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. à®…à®´ிவற்à®± ஆத்மஸ்வரூபமான 'தனக்கில்லை' என்à®±ுணர்." - 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.....
