शिव SHAKTHI

O THEE DIVINE LADY SITTING INSIDE THE DIVINE SYMBOL [THE SHIVLING].

THY HANDS, THY FOLDED INTO A NAMASKAAR, IT FEELS AS THOUGH HER

FOLDED HANDS IN NAMASKAAR SHOWS HER CONTENTMENT , THOUGH SHE

IS ALWAYS ON HER MOVE . HER EYES FULL OF COMPASSION , HER FEELINGS

FULL OF DEVOTION , HER AURA FULL OF PEACE AND JOY . SHE SEEMS LIKE A

"TRIMURTI" FILLED WITH THE LOKAAS OF BLESSINGS WITH HER GRACEFUL

TOUCH OF HUMBLENESS . HER EYES LOOKING UPWARDS THOUGH HALF CLOSED -

HALF OPEN , SHE IS HERE AS WELL AS THERE .A REAL WONDERMENT OF THE

PRABHANJAM SHE IS . THE WORDS SHE UTTERS FROM HER MOUTH BRINGS A

RUMBLED MIND AT EASE . WHAT HAS THE PRABHANJAM TO ASK HER , OR

SHE TO ASK THE PRABHANJAM , FOR THEY BOTH WALK HAND-IN-HAND ,

UNITED THEY STAND FORMING A WONDERMENT COUPLE , CASTING AS THE

EYE BLUE NAKED SKY . THE GLORY WHICH IS BORN FOREVER NOW - AND

NOW FOREVER -

THE SUBLIME RAAGA CONTAINING THE SUR AS WELL AS THE TAAL . SHE

STANDING AS THE STRETCH OF RAINBOW AND HE THE FILLING COLORS . SHE

THE DROPS OF RAIN AND HE WHO BRINGS IT . HE THE AGNI AND SHE WHO

HOLDS IT....

TOGETHER THEY FORMING THE SUR-SANGAM , THE TWO ATMAAS WHO HAVE

COME TOGETHER NOW FORMING THE LOKAA OF STRENGTH....

AHAM BRAHMAASMI IS JUST A MERE WORD UNTIL ONE UNDERSTANDS IT ,

GOING DEEP INTO ITS CORE , GOING DEEP INTO IT AND ONLY

BECOMING ONE WITH IT ....

GANGA

GANGES
Ganges, the perennial Holy sacred river devatha clad in her ornate crystal clear ecstatic aura flows from above the board boundless in her virility and vigjan sakthi streams down towards earth plane from her loka of supremacy in all her glory.
Her innocence is her snow white crystal clear ornate robe of entrancing glow.
The frequencies so vibrant, infinitely unpolluted to the extent of infinity, radiating the power of clarity and breath of divinity to the power of infinity.
The rainbow’s colourful ganga an embodiment of purity and compassionate strength smiles with joyful diginity.
Her incomparable unsurpassable undivided power packed maternal instinct just engulfs all souls that have descended.
Any soul at the fag end of denouncing the earth’s crust fighting to free its self from the physical body has to first think of ganga.
At least somebody nearby thinks of ganaga is enough for the soul to attach itself to her, consciously get cocooned into her womb of unconditional care immeasurable moral support which brings into Himalayan relief to the soul during its transition from physical.
That is sthula body to sookshma one.
Ganges the symbol of non attachment but essence of compassion extends her soothing energy to every dying soul naturally or unnaturally .
You don’t have to remember at that juncture of qutting .
Do it now just once and your subconscience will register the cue to remember to hold the thin exceptionally steel like ray of her benevolence.
Yes do it now and here for the peaceful, rhythematic estatic transition in the future when it happens.
Ganga mata ki vandanam.