When Grace descends
When Grace descends,
The useless seeking stops.
When One is known as One.
it is also understood that there is not another.
When the one is known as I,
Does it need be said that it is understood that only I exists?
What to seek when there is no other?
what did I seek all these lives?
Who knows?
But who cares?
When you win a lottery,
do you really bother about all the non winning tickets,
you bought all the previous years?
One is known as one is known as one,
when Grace descends.
That's all that is to be understood.
A baby knows to suck milk when the nipple is presented
It does not wish to know the source of that milk?
It doesn't worry if it has calcium or iodine or protein?
It instinctively knows it is nourishing.
Such is the awakened one who seeks Unity.
He doesn't reason whether the atma burns in the fire or not,
Gets wet in the water or not.
He leaves it to the scholars.
Those who need to reason may reason.
He doesn't have to.
So, he doesn't.
Simple.
When Grace descends, you cannot take care of yourself.
But you are taken care of.
When the water in the lake dries,
how can a reflection arise?
When Mind has become No mind,
How can vasanas arise?
Yoga Vashishtha calls No Mind as Sattva.
It knows:
No Entity.
No World.
It knows itself as itself.
It knows no other.
because there is no other.
There was never another.
When the Grace of sattva shines,
This is understood
without a doubt.
What to seek
how to seek.
When the seeker ceases to exist?
Where does that remain which is to be sought?
In the absence of a seeker?
The clown stops his performance
when the audience disappears.
When grace descends,
The lake bed is dry without reflection.
The seeker shies away from immature concepts of
seeker, sought and seeking.
A cup which is always full.
Need not be filled.
Neither can it be ever emptied.
This is well understood
When grace descends.
When a college girl is attracted to a guy,
his mere presence in the class room
makes her happy.
Without knowing what is it that makes her happy.
The sun is not hot
neither is the rain wet
when her imagined object of attention is present .
All trifle things seem to have so much meaning and purpose.
But they lose all meaning and purpose,
the moment he walks out of the room.
In a moment now,
the Sun is hot.
The rain is wet.
What a nuisance.
When grace descends
The Sun loses its ability to scorch you
Forever.
And one is happy without knowing
What is it that is making him happy.
forever.
The soham loses its need to function,
when the Aham is known.
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