Reincarnation

Why do we reincarnate? This one question has puzzled many, and continues to. Once i too spent a lot of time over this. Read many books. Listened to many experienced people. And this is what i arrived at: A lifetime is to learn a lesson, a lesson which will bring one a  step closer to the Supreme Being. The whole life is planned before one is born, for that purpose.

We choose our parents, a few of our soul group are reincarnated along with us as our friends and relatives who are special to us. And enemies too. Hatred is as strong as love. Our worst enemies are reincarnated as our off-springs.Thus our hate is turned into love and we are made to serve them as responsible parents. What an idea, Sirji!

Though everything is pre-planned, we humans are not born as programmed robots. We forget everything after birth. Why? B'coz the Supreme Being has given us freewill. We are given the freedom to live our life on earth.

Now what do we humans do? Many a time we wander away from our truth, our life purpose. We just indulge ourselves in worldly pleasures. No! i am not saying that we must not enjoy the earthly joys. We can - in moderation. When we indulge in something we forget ourselves. When we forget ourselves, we get lost. We may get carried away like a log in the flood. We are not in control, some external force is carrying us, the end of which the carrier and the carried are unaware of. Both have no goals, then where is the Salvation? Forget Salvation, what about our life- purpose, of that particular lifetime? So the most important thing is awareness, Self-awareness.

When we become aware we start realizing that there is a purpose for life. This leads to self- discipline. And the practice of  Self- Awareness and Self -Discipline eventually leads to your Life-Purpose and a step closer to Salvation. So each purposeful life is a step towards Salvation or Moksha.

What happens if we have an epicurean mentality? The Supreme Being won't punish you. God is the epitome of infinite patience and mercy. God will wait patiently and lovingly for us, to come to our senses and get back on track Until we learn that particular lesson, we will be reborn into similar situations or similar lifetimes again and again and again................. How many of you would like to be in the same grade for ever?

Note: Life is a gift from God, for our redemption.

A Friend

A Friend

I’m my best friend,

Consciously and unconsciously.

I am in company, always.

And never alone.

My other friends are

My reflections,

My extensions,

Myself,

I see me in them

I am a part of each one of them

And they are a part of me

And we are a part of a Whole.

A friend to me is

Not a face

Not a body

A friend has no gender

I look at a friend

And see only a friend.

A friend to me has

The same color

The same faith

And the same status.

There might be segregations galore, but

I look at a friend

And see only a friend.

We are there in each other

When will we realize this?

We are here to grow together

When will we understand this?

We are here for a purpose 
When will we realize this?

We are here to evolve

When will we discern this?

I look at a friend

And see only a friend,
Myself.

Self-Healing

 Healing at your finger tips 

It started as a dull pain in my lower back. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? It started building up. First I thought it was my bad posture that caused it. Then I started correcting my posture. Still the pain persisted. Now what? What about yoga…  I started doing some yoga postures, which gave good results in the past. But this time, NO. Days turned to weeks. Another doubt crept into my mind – am I suffering from UTI ?? I watched out for the other symptoms associated with UTI.  Nothing at all. You must be wondering why I am not visiting a medical practitioner, to get diagnosed. The reason is simple. I don’t like to.

I was still  pondering and analyzing about the cause. Meanwhile, the pain grew impatient, it was waiting to be suppressed, but nothing like that happened. Being left unguarded it shifted to my hips.  My analysis followed the pain. The pain seemed to love the freedom. It started moving down my right leg. Maybe the pain thought it was doing the right thing. Days passed.

Since I was cold shouldering the pain from day one, it too thought of turning cold. Tit for tat! My whole right leg became numb. I could still walk around. But any activity that involved raising my feet, for example climbing staircase, was faced with some resistance. I could raise my feet but not enough to clear a step.

Now, I don’t remember how many days I walked around in that condition. Then one night, suddenly I had this urge to visit the Pranic Healing Foundation. Next morning I took a cab to the Foundation. It was one of those days in the Foundation, when Arhatic yogis gathered to do intensive meditation. Being an Arhatic yogi myself, I joined them. The whole day was spent in meditations. In the evening when it was over and everyone was leaving, I stopped by the person who was guiding us throughout the day. She was a senior disciple of Grand Master Choa KoK Sui (the founder of Pranic Healing and Arhatic Yoga and my Guru). I always felt very close to her, not only me, all the others who have visited the Foundation and interacted with her felt the same. I told her about the problem I was facing. After hearing me she asked me to visit a doctor. I didn’t move a muscle, just waited for her to speak up. She must have sensed what was going through my mind. So she did the Pranic healing protocol of Scanning. Then she explained to me the protocol I should follow in self- healing. I was a Pranic Healer, who had been reluctant to heal self.  But this time I made up my mind.

Next day I sat down to heal myself. My right leg was still numb. I started healing. I used the Advanced Pranic Healing method. I completed the healing protocol and stood up. You won’t believe, my right leg was alright. The leg was normal.

Its more than an year now. It is nothing less than a miracle. The miracle of Pranic Healing. Thank you Master Choa Kok Sui. Thank you in full faith.

Note: No oral medications or external applications were used in the process. 

Listen to your Heart

Once upon a time knowledge was power, but,  now, it turns out that sharing of knowledge is not only power, but a blessing too

Two months back i was talking to a childhood friend over phone . (Let us call him Mr.X .) He was recuperating from viral fever . In between our exchanges , he casually referred to a jaw pain he had along with his other symptoms . I had read somewhere that lower jaw pain was a symptom of heart disease which many were unaware of . I passed the information to him and requested him to go for a check-up . Though he registered the fact, he never did a check-up. Period.

A few weeks later another friend rang me up at an odd hour and broke the news that Mr.X suffered a heart attack .

 Mr.X had a 90% blockage . He underwent  angioplasty . And is safe now .

A week later Mr.X rang me up. He told me that had i not mentioned to him about the seriousness of the lower jaw pain, maybe, he wouldn't have thought of going to the hospital . 

The Pomegranate

Last February i bought a Pomegranate plant, a grafted one. Though half a feet in height it had beautiful red blossoms. In the hope of harvesting a couple of fruits, in a few months time, i brought it home.

My hopes fell apart............... when... one by one the flowers dropped. I tried my best to protect the plant. But the flowers couldn't withstand the Hyderabad summer and their new abode - my balcony which turns into a furnace during summer.

To my delight, the plant survived the summer and a new batch of buds appeared. Buds turned to beautiful red blooms. I anxiously waited for the flowers to develop into fruits. Tch ! Tch ! the flowers 'floored' once again.

There was no green-thumb around, so i turned to Google. And discovered that the non- fruition was due to the absence of pollinators - bees, butterflies etc. When we first came to stay in this place there was an abundance of bees and bee-hives. The human invasion has forced them to leave the area - lock , stock and barrel. What next? To Google once more....There i came across hand - pollination. With the newly acquired knowledge i waited for the next batch of blooms.

And when the buds appeared i was ready with my brush. As soon as the buds burst into blooms, my brush did the job of the pollinator.

I waited with bated breath. In a few days i saw the result. There was a slight bulge below the calyx.

The pomegranates developed a blush in winter. 

Getting Started

Getting Started ! How? When ? What?
 The mundane and bizarre pops up
In a flash, goes fast forward
Confusion ,everything fizzes
Nothing sticks to my mind

 Oops !
View fades ,Thoughts cloud
Then everything goes kaput
Oh Oh !
Now What?
A big blank !
This the way to get started ??

For me it is
The calm comes after the storm
And i get started.