Where we live, the neighborhood is silent and the sky is clear. The glass doors open to a balcony facing the west and each sunset is nothing less than art. The changing colors sometimes stand apart and other times they merge with each other to create brilliant symmetry. Everything about it is breathtaking. Truth be told, words fall short to express what I see at the end of the day.
While I observe the mind admiring what it sees, I also hear a little conversation and you know how much I love to dish out my mind’s random chatter. No wonder, I don’t have many followers…Who wants to listen to more mind chatter than they already are 😉 But, anywhoo, here I share…
Before I do, can we imagine my mind to be Bharunda of Panchatantra. love the bird and the story attached to it. Bharunda reminds me of the mind. The impact of every decision made by the mind is seen on the body.
Right Mind(RM) Left Mind(LM) RM-Shush! I would like to experience what I see. LM-Okay.(and silence…the magic of colors quickly come to an end and it is now dark) LM-Now that it ended. Can we investigate to see what it is that is this interesting that we almost don't ever miss it? It has almost become like a habit. I have to drag Sumi from whatever she is doing at the moment to be here, in the balcony to watch this sky. RM-I love the sky. LM-Really? Do we? I see that we give it a miss during the day RM-True that! It’s plain as day(in a literal sense) there is nothing to see. While I am saying this, I know it is not true. There is not nothing but there is the sky. LM-True. The sky becomes the background for the special colors to play for a while. If the colors stayed longer then we might give that a miss too LM-Ummm, well, then it is not really the colors or plainness, so to speak. RM-What gets us each time is us wishing to see it. LM-It is the 'I' wishing to see the sunset makes it special(for me) ‘I’, the subject makes the object interesting or seen. It is never the other way around. I observe the thought of wanting to see the magic around the dusk. I observe Sumi enjoying the sunset. Until here, we all get it but what gets missed is the core of our personality We are missing the core of our existence. The one which makes all experience possible and is never missing in any the experiences and truly this whole array of experiences are played for that one to observe. If not for the plain sky, the colors would mean nothing. But more importantly, if not for 'I', the sky and the colors would both be missed. And that 'I', the observer exists in all of beings the same way, isn’t it? I observe my mind-body complex enjoying the sky, you observe the same appreciating something else. So, it is safe to say the ‘I’ in all of us OBSERVES…
Now that I am done putting you guys through this perpetual ordeal of having to be my mind(for a while, at least), may I encourage you to find out for yourself whether yours sees the same.
Bhagavad Gita 10,20 Aham ātmā guḍākeśha sarva-bhūtāśhaya-sthitaḥ
Aham ādiśh cha madhyaṁ cha bhūtānām anta eva cha//
I am the Atman(the ‘I’) of all mobile and immobile beings. I am the Truth and I am everywhere. I am the beginning, middle, and end of all beings.
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