Monday, July 24, 2017

"the knower of solitude - Kewalya"

"The Knower of Solitude - Kevalya" 


What is "Kevalya" this "Solitude" you've become asked the peacock ?

Is it to go away from people and places of clamor ? 

into the forest or inside the water if one can hold his or her's breath…

is it to drive away desires from one's mind and rest in a place of non-materialism 
or…

is it to take oneself away from the burning greed and want of comfort.

What is it Oh, Rishikesha, lord of all senses. 

Is it to take the body and mind into the five "Yamas" away from the distracting habits.
To immerse in…
non violence - Ahimsa, infused with "Satya" truthfulness, non- stealing of one's own virtues from temptation.

Is it to restrain "muladhara" and find center in the all pervading presence of "Brahman" and channeling it in our daily conduct "brahm-charya" to be as giving as nature is "Apari-graha" to be non aversive…
To be "non possessive" of our own good thoughts and let them be manifest through our actions for others.

The peacock continued, it this what solitude is Oh! Niranjana - the unblemished one…

…is it to understand "Kshama" forgiveness, to one's own mistakes and to channel "Krodha" anger as "Karuna"…

is it to see "Daya" compassion in oneself as a reflection of others…

What is "Kevalya" Oh! Hari - Lord of nature.

Is it to find control over "Niyamas" 
to be clean of one's mind Ego and malicious strands. 
to be content "Santosha" 
to contemplate on the nature of things and find that we are but a part of one universal self aligned by a band of the fire of "tapa" the radiating energy.

It is to know this and then give away this energy to everything around…emulating nature.

is it to know through this energy that there is a vibrational language in things around and within.

is it to feel this in one's heart and express it in silence emanating love.

is it to reconcile with time and death, to overcome the fear of decay..

…by knowing that the vibration will live on.

and that to create in one's mind "Huta" a ceremony of soul fire and observe "vrata" a place where one doesn't take anything but only gives...

...and that while we live we shall observe "Mita-hara" moderation in consuming and master the "Siddhasna" of one's mind, to keep it steady against any difficulty.

what is it…this solitude, Oh! Matangadeva - the lord of premonitions.

is it to know that "Asana" is not about holding the posture of the body alone but of the mind.
to stay with the steadiness of the thought or let it flow…

to know the "vritti's" the waves of the mind and to be in tandem with the "laya" and "parlay" the tides of the mind.

is it to know that "pranayama" is the ultimate prayer and the acknowledgement that we are all tied by the etheric fields emoting the unknowable divinity.

To know that each breath is a pearl we are creating inside the ocean of time, a rosary in accord with all things around.

is it to acknowledge this universal connection we share through our breath…

Oh ! Nirguna - the one without any material properties…what is "Kevalya" this solitude you have become…?

is it "pratyahara" to go away to a place in ether to bring back the lost awareness to our minds…

is it "Dharana" to be introspective while still embodying the world and it's beings.

is it to be "leen" immersed in "Dhyana" a place of universal harmony and observe the even flow and to exude that radiance to everyone around like the sun does.

is it to understand "the resonance" and "dissonance" are cyclic and that life and death are nothing but two medians intersecting in this world of existence…

…that we all are part of one sentient being.

is it to melt away into the energy, to give it back to the source it came from…

is it to give…

my body to earth.

my mind to ether.

my life to fire.

my colors to water

my flight to sky…

my good deeds to Life

my soul to kindness

my sight to innocence

my memories to Love.

my self to Earth.

…with that the peacock took a moment in silence.

The dark one hadn't spoken a word or maybe he spoke through the peacock…


The crimson of the evening was seeping through the trees glinting off the blue hued beings, like waves crashing onto the stones of time.