Yogic Herald Jan/Feb 2019 - Page 23

WHO AM I..... When I live with him, there is no mortality. My life of bliss is beyond space and time. My life of bliss is beyond this physical and mortal body. In that life, there is no pain, no misery, no su ering. Who am I? A beautiful question that has presented itself in front of me again and again in the last 15 years or more. All these years, I have been like a child wanting to know. I have been a seeker. At times innocent, at times doubtful, at times hopeless, at times arrogant and ignorant, and at times beautiful and pure. And then finally, after years of a meandering chase, quite not the way I planned or expected, the sun has finally dawned upon me. The cup is empty, the void is infinite, the nectarial word keeps dropping, and I am all bliss. Nothing is more beautiful than the void that I experience every day. In this void, there is no day, no night, no sun, no moon, no light, no darkness, no ignorance, no knowledge, no reasoning, no analysis, no veda, no scripture or philosophy, no deity, no body, no thought, no reason or logic. My cup is filled with void and hence it is empty. The bliss or ‘ananda’ that comes with it is inexplicable and incomparable. It cannot be compared to anything worldly that we see, hear, say, read, taste, touch, think or calculate. It is beyond all that. It is beyond the senses and beyond the creation. It exists in every speck of space and yet it is beyond space. I am his lover, his servant. I live with him every day. When I live with him, there is no mortality. My life of bliss is beyond space and time. My life of bliss is beyond this physical and mortal body. In that life, there is no pain, no misery, no suffering. I know now that suffering in physical realms and physical incarnations is only temporary. What is permanent is bliss. And I am fortunate enough to be immersed in it. Thank you so much. Jan./Feb. 2019 www.yogicherald.com 21