Divya Sukta
The Colors of Grace
In the Sanskrit language, divya means divine and sukta refers to a statement that illumines the highest Truth. Divya Sukta: Teachings about the Divine.
Gushing winds filled with ecstasy
carry the blessings of eternity
as I look in wonderment at the conch.
Blowing into it creates the same ecstasy.
My heart sings, “I am That. I am That. I am That!”
Indore, India
The picture of the conch shell and the word wonderment really captured my attention and reminded me of an experience with Baba.
In 1982 I was offering seva in the Amrit kitchen in Gurudev Siddha Peeth when Baba came through the back door to visit. He walked around the kitchen and then stopped in front of a table where there was a yellow plastic container of salt with a spoon in it. Baba scooped up some salt with the spoon, held it in the air, then tipped the spoon to let the salt fall back into the container. Baba had an expression of complete wonderment as he watched the salt fall back into the container. Baba repeated this action three times without saying a word. It was as if I were seeing salt for the first time and realizing what an essential part of cooking and life salt is.
In 1982 I was offering seva in the Amrit kitchen in Gurudev Siddha Peeth when Baba came through the back door to visit. He walked around the kitchen and then stopped in front of a table where there was a yellow plastic container of salt with a spoon in it. Baba scooped up some salt with the spoon, held it in the air, then tipped the spoon to let the salt fall back into the container. Baba had an expression of complete wonderment as he watched the salt fall back into the container. Baba repeated this action three times without saying a word. It was as if I were seeing salt for the first time and realizing what an essential part of cooking and life salt is.
Hawaii, United States
Transparent spiral of life
carrying sea sounds and sands,
meandering shell swirling,
wondrous silence taking me deeply inside.
Words vanish,
only oneness and dancing bliss.
carrying sea sounds and sands,
meandering shell swirling,
wondrous silence taking me deeply inside.
Words vanish,
only oneness and dancing bliss.
Pordenone , Italy