The Matchstick

I could see my life and self, through that being's love. There was no negative in myself or from that being, for anything I had done, including killing myself. My deed was changed by the power of the truth of love, with which it was seen. That loving grace, total acceptance, complete love and truth created a joy in me. I saw that love was in me too, not just shining down on me; it was a part of myself. I was at peace with myself. I could feel my spirit actually leaving my body. I saw and heard the conversations taking place outside my room, down the hallway. I reached a point where I felt I had to make the choice whether to move back to life or onward to death. My best friend, my love, was there, who had died two days before, who was telling me to go back and and live my life fully. "You have come to the edge. This is as far as you can go," He said, "You must go back now, you must live." "Why can't I come with you, just let me. We are destined to be tog...

There is a law of Reason, that exists in this universe and if we don't abide by it, we suffer. Reason is associated with thinking, calculation and purpose. Karma is an inexorable, rational, causal, mathematical law.  It is a law that holds enormous power over the human mind. It is a law of mind, life and consciousness. Karma is not a function of morality, it is a function of consciousness. Actually, karma has nothing to do with morality, ethics and intentions. These are purely subjective concepts as they differ for every individual based on their level of consciousness. It all depends on the level of your consciousness, on how you interpret your karma.  The mind is stronger than muscle, mind has enormous power. It can create matter and allow us to travel at the speed of thought. Reasoning is the inherent property of the mind. All things are connected, this we know. All things are connected like the blood which unites one family. Every action has its consequences. Every cause h...

Every once in a while you run across something that really hits you. I was returning back to my room from my office. It was 6:16 pm already and cold, as it was raining all day. When I was about 15 min distance from my room, there on an empty street I saw three figures sitting at the corner, on going near I found it was a woman and her two children. They were eating something from a packet. Their clothes were shaggy, old, unshorn.  " You know who they were? " We all must, have faced these scenarios where small kids are roaming around the streets begging for some money, and how many times do we observe such feelings inside us, when we really feel bad for them. I can't describe what it felt like. It was excruciating and yet, I felt numb. My heart screamed in pain and yet, there was complete silence. I died and yet, I live. I can't quite put it into words but I know, I felt pity.  I looked for some change in my pocket and drew a 10 rupees note from my pocket and extended ...

I was aware of the situation, not that I have faced the situation before, it was indeed new. But I knew a basic and larger segment of it.  It reminded me of something, but I didn't know for sure what it is? And for once I thought that I can control it, but then it spiralled out exponentially; leaving behind a blackout. I forgot everything that I have learnt about the reality and the illusion, the waking and the dreaming. "Hard belief!" I must say. If life gives you a lollipop every time you lose a penny and you made this a belief, then there would be times when you will be throwing away pennies, just because you wanted the lollipop. Just like a pet! Finding a pattern in the randomness. For example A, a, A and A are all recognised as the same letter, even though they appear different. It's a pattern that is related less to the eyes and more to the mind. People are accustomed to certain myths and fiction; to think in a certain way, to behave with certain standards, to w...

 'Who are you?' A voice rang up in my head, just like you would hear a thought, out a little loud. 'I am A man' I answered reluctantly. 'Why are you here?' Another thought in the form of a question. 'I don't know. I remember I had an accident and I was in a hospital ICU, but I don't know how I came here. I really just don't remember.' I thought of the thought again.  Spontaneously. 'So you think you are dead?' came the voice. 'I don't know, but have you seen what happened right back there.' I thought of an answer. 'But you don't know for sure?' It asked again. 'Huh.' 'I can help you. I know things.' It said. I concentrated. 'How?' 'Death is only a doorway into a new dimension. It triggers a process of transformations in the astral plane, a plane of our reality of existence.' 'Now you know your reality more closely. And if you can withstand the darker recesses of your subconsc...