3:30am as I sat down for the Amritvela/ब्रह्ममुहूर्त meditation this morning, I lit the दीपक, kept the glass of hot water next to me, plugged into a guided meditation and was set to write my positive affirmations which I do every day. The ambience was irresistible post the महाशिवरात्रि and I was all geared up for a deep, meaningful साधना. When I picked up my diary and fumbled for the pen which I usually put on my bedside, I couldn't find it. I tried again, but in vain.
This can't be! I was sure of it. "It was just at bedtime last night, I had refilled my fountain pen, didn't I? Yes, that maroon coloured one which I use daily during this time and almost always when I write. It had to be here. It just had to be."
Observe the volley of thoughts. Imagine the count. "Wasn't this favourite time of my day meant for a better experience; and all that engrossed my attention was a pen? But, then where was it? No one touches my things to do or undo what I do. Every thing that I need is carefully kept away from Lucy's (my pet's) reach. Almost always. May be not this time! Did she manage to smuggle one in the dark. After all, its just my दीपक and the bedside lamp illuminating the home at this hour. Oh! Dear that can't be. I don't find it anywhere. Let me just sit and meditate. I'll write the affirmations later during the day."
I gathered my thoughts again and concentrated. 4:00am it already was. As I refocused my mind and connected it with the Supreme, I felt lighter. Post my conversation with Him, I made up my mind to use another pen and write. And write I did, all lost in the Amritvela. All surrendered to the Supreme, all happy and meditative.
Post my drill, I got up to begin my day. As I folded the sheets and the blankets, the pen lay there peeping and mocking at me. I kissed it and cherished holding it. After all, it was 'the fountain pen', the one I adore, the one that glides my thoughts like a proficient skier on the snow white pages. "Oh! How much I love you! Oh! Thank God you were right here, sweetie. I knew I kept you safely last night. I always do!"
And then in a flash of a second, it all occurred to me. This was it!
This was exactly what I was meant to learn today. Who else could teach it to me in a more practical way than the God, the Father himself!
Do you get it?
What good is all this spirituality, all this ज्ञान, all this meditation, all this constant reminder of detachment to everything; if a pen proves mightier than a sword and drives me headless!
And I hit the Eureka moment again.
My pen,my dress, my favourite book, my side of the bed, my blanket, my favourite coffee mug, my favourite song, my phone, my earplugs, my seat at the dining table. Oh, dear! Am attached to endless hooks!
Time to move on, time to grow. And time to post it on the blog now(12 hours ahead of the experience).
Time to detach!
I know I'll do it and I'll do it very well!
Cheers!!
ॐ शांति🙏🏻✨
