We all pray. What do we pray for and how we say our prayers may differ but we pray.
What does sharing has to do with saying a prayer, if you ask? There is.
When we set up our house, most of our cookware were hand-me-downs. We bought only the necessities and the rest was given by my Mother in law and by my mom. Whenever I dish out food in the cookware given by them, a
prayer goes for them without a thought. Food prepared in those always turns out delicious and I wonder if they were prepped with love before it was handed over to us.
I can never photograph food without eating them first. You can clearly see that in the plate behind 😉
Some are in fact very old but mind you, they are fully functional. Every time I make something in them I feel fully nourished. Out of that comes the prayer for our parents well being- for being kind.
Although I won’t be able to share all the things they gave us but what I cherish the most are these well-seasoned iron cookware. God knows, I have an eye for them wherever I go. At least one dish in a day has to come from them.
Please don’t ask me what is this post doing in a Gita blog. It is here because I love iron cookware; hmm nah. Sure I love them but it is here to show how a child unknowingly mimics their parents footsteps.
I learnt to share because I saw my elders demonstrate that. And as a child when you see your parents do something you mostly pick up on them.
And also it was taught to us as kids to be thankful for what was given to us. To say a prayer for that person whenever we played with a toy or anything that was given to us.
That’s a good habit which I picked up-for I was said to be notoriously picky and questioned almost everything that was being taught. Don’t worry if you have a child who is a bit difficult to handle, trust me he/she will turn out just fine.
Remember the verse 20 from the 10th chapter of Gita. If everything here is nothing but the Atman(vibhuti) then the one who is sharing and thanking is all the same. Anything that you don’t use anymore, needn’t stay in your cupboard catching dust, it can be passed down.
When you read this, it might sound like a person with a split personality talking! But Joking apart, what you think is the idea behind all religious texts? Per my understanding, they were to bring our attention to that one ‘purusha or self’ which houses the whole universe. Isn’t it?
Like the image of the post, we know very little about our Self, a lot is yet to emerge from the shadows.