Jai Ma Kaalratri.
We have heard over the years how Ma Kaalratri is the ultimate embodiment of both fierceness and sweetness. We have heard how the deepest night can give birth to the most radiant morning, that the darkness of Ma Kaalratri is the darkness which removes ignorance, confusion, and fear—the darkness that contains everything divine within it. So today let’s learn another very deep truth about Ma #Kaalratri—how She ended the very source of multiplication of problems. She consumed every last drop of blood of the terrible asura Raktabeej to show everyone how to keep silent and consume all terrible poison thrown at oneself without creating more demons within and around oneself—one of the best ways to control that—complete control over one’s speech. Most people speak so thoughtlessly that the world would need to wonder whether one is truly spiritual or just putting a lofty label on oneself. Most words one speaks are either useless or unkind, or both. One’s speech is often the most uncontrolled part of the psyche, and like this one wastes one’s life fully, creating endless demons within oneself and corrupting the minds of others as well. But Ma Kaalratri gives us the example of how to behave by guarding the Vishuddhi Chakra—this fifth chakra is the alchemy center where Lord #Shiva held the world's most terrible poison (Halahal) without letting it descend into his stomach or corrupt his mind. He kept silent when the world was churning endless poison towards him, but he didn’t remain passive. He consumed the poison and transformed it into divinity within himself. He elevated himself so thoroughly that nothing and no one of the lower spheres could even step into his aura. Maa Kaalratri is the embodiment of that grace. She grants the true seeker immense strength to digest all of life's bitter experiences without turning bitter oneself. She purifies the throat chakra so that raw emotional pain is transmuted into profound divine wisdom—so that before one opens one’s mouth, all the poison is transformed into divine nectar. Ma Kaalratri, from Her name itself, brings death to all ignorance. And ignorance of the speech must be removed completely before one can claim oneself as a bhakta of the Highest SatGuru. Ma Katyayani paves the way by cutting all emotional upheavals and attachments rooted in the Heart (Anahat)—and from this completely pure state of love, Ma Kaalratri emerges in the Vishuddhi Chakra to fully purify the speech. May Ma Kaalratri help everyone to transform this enormous source of energy within oneself—one’s words—into pure divine nectar that spreads the glories of the #SatGuru, of Bhagavan, of Ma Bhagavati, at all times. | Om Aim Hreem Kleem Kaalaratryai Namah ||
Jai Ma Brahmacharini.
The fiercest form of Ma Bhagavati is truly this second aspect. One often thinks that fierceness is what is shown externally. But in reality, the inner fire when it burns so consumingly that it burns one’s old self completely to be reborn from the ashes into one’s divine nature, this is the fiercest form that one can achieve. Because no pain is given to others, only divine service in every way. But towards the old self, the limited ego self, the Self keeps burning itself. Can you imagine how fierce one has to be for that process to continuously go on within the heart while still maintaining every duty and kindness towards all? The inner fierceness is continuously pushed back inwards to keep the fire of purification alive. This is true Brahmacharya. It is still a misunderstood concept, true Sanyas or Brahmacharya. Someone can be fully living in the world outside yet be fully free inside, due to their intense devotion to the SatGuru’s lotus feet alone. This intense determination to burn one’s ego for the inner purity to reveal itself, this is Brahmacharya, and everyone regardless of outside duty must walk this path. It is not an easy decision to leave everything except Bhagavan, yet one is endlessly willing to pay any price. Because living separated from the true inner vision of Bhagavan is too terrible and miserable for the jeevatma. This was the state of Ma Brahmacharini. There was an intense inner fire to attain the Lotus Feet that were hidden within her atma. She herself burned everything else within her. Her fierce focus shook the three worlds. This is the intensity and fierceness of focus a bhakta should have. The whole self must burn with love with Bhagavan, until nothing is left but that Love alone. May Ma Brahmacharini help everyone realize this infinite fire of love within the heart. Blessings. | Om Aim Brām Brahmachāriṇyai Namaḥ ||
Kalyāṇamayī Navarātriḥ Sarvadā Bhavatām Bhavatu (May Navaratri uplift all of your lives into becoming auspicious and inspiring for all). Navaratri is a time of year that is filled with joy. Slowly reawakening the world from its state of inward reflection on one’s gratitude towards Bhagavan during Pitru Paksh into a joyous outward manifestation of one’s love for Bhagavan. Gratitude and love always build each other up. The first day of Navaratri starts with Ma Shailputri. Her name itself gives us so many lessons. The daughter of the Himalayas. Her own identity is unknown at this point, she is known by someone else’s identity. Often this is the case for many of us. One’s inner identity remains hidden although one’s life keeps moving forward. That inner truth of the atma isn’t brought forward by the person. One remains stuck in family bonds, social identity, status, and other things. This does not mean to undervalue anything or anyone that Bhagavan has given to you as a loving gift in this world. It means to find yourself in the midst of a busy world. “Who am I who is having these various relationships with different members of my family? Who am I who is known to others in a particular way? Who am I that is receiving what I am from the world? Who am I? Who is this “I” that is experiencing the world?” Ma Shailputri introspected, contemplated, she thought about what is her core truth that she has come here to grow into and blossom towards the outside. It wasn’t enough to be known as the daughter of a great and pious king. It wasn’t enough to be respected because of her parents’ good deeds. It wasn’t enough to be a princess who would get married one day and start her own family. It was burningly important to find herself. A small seed has to fall slightly far from its parent tree to grow into an enormous tree itself. Directly under the shade of another tree, a new seed cannot manifest its full potential. The same way, one has to take oneself out of one’s comfort zone to find oneself. Circling within the same thoughts again and again one will not reach anywhere. One has to learn true Karma Yoga how to maintain and serve one’s outer world while continuously elevating oneself towards loving detachment internally. May Ma Shailputri guide all to take this first step towards living from the true spirit of oneself. | Shubh Shailputri Maa Parvah (Blessings on this auspicious festival day of Maa Shailputri)
The SadGuru has dispelled the fever that burned within my soul. The heat of sorrow has become coolness, the darkness has become light, and my restless heart has found its resting place in the remembrance of the Beloved, Sri Hari. What I could not heal by my own strength, He healed through His mercy and love. What I could not understand, He revealed through His grace. O my Lord, You saw my suffering before I could speak of it. You knew every hidden wound, every silent fear, every tear, and every longing within me. Yet You did not turn away. You came near. Your love is greater than my weakness, Your mercy greater than my mistakes, Your patience greater than my wandering, and Your compassion greater than anything I could ever deserve. The SadGuru has touched the place where sorrow had taken root and planted there the remembrance of Your Name. Hari, Hari. When Your Name arises within the heart, fear becomes peace, emptiness becomes fullness, and loneliness becomes the realization that the Beloved was always near. The unstruck melody resounds within, and in its sacred silence I begin to understand that Your love was surrounding me even when I could not see it. You were there when I rejoiced, when I suffered, when I understood, and when I was lost. I thought I had to find You, but You had never stopped seeking me. O Lord, every breath is a gift, every moment of peace is a gift, and even the desire to love You is Your gift. The greatest comfort is not that Sri Hari gives me everything I desire, but that God Himself is with me. You are my shelter when I am afraid, my medicine when I am wounded, my light when I cannot see, my strength when I am weak, and my peace when the world becomes restless. Let Your Name become the breath of my soul. May I remember You in joy and in sorrow, in strength and in weakness, until my final breath. O Beloved Lord of Love, You do not despise the broken heart or reject the one who returns after wandering. Even when I forget You, You do not forget me. I may change, but You do not change; I may become distant, but You remain near. O SadGuru, O Sri Hari, remove from me the fever of ego, the disease of separation, and the darkness of forgetfulness. Fill my heart with Your Name and Your love. The greatest blessing was never merely the comfort You gave me; it was that You allowed me to discover You. You are the healer, the protector, the giver, the Beloved, and the home of my soul. Heal me according to Your will, gently and completely. Heal what others can see and what only You know. Where there is pain, bring peace; where there is fear, bring Your presence; where there is emptiness, fill me with Your Name; where there is weakness, hold me with Your compassion. I do not ask to understand everything. I only ask for the humility to surrender. Take my wounded heart as it is, my imperfect faith, my tears, my hopes, and my fears. Let me rest in You. If healing comes slowly, give me patience; if it comes gently, give me gratitude. May my healing bring me closer to You and make my heart softer, quieter, kinder, and more grateful. O my SadGuru, when my mind wanders, gently bring it back to You; when my heart becomes heavy, let it rest in You. I have nothing to prove before You. I only wish to rest in Your mercy. Sri Hari, I am here. I am tired, but I am Yours. I have little to offer except this heart. Let that be enough. No more striving, no more fear, no need to understand everything—only Your Name, only Your mercy, only the gentle remembrance that I belong to You. Hari, Hari. With folded hands and a softened heart, I surrender. May I remain in Your remembrance, rest in Your love, and quietly accept Your will. May Your presence be enough.
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*Who is saving whom?*
You are standing on a living organism that has been breathing for 4.5 billion years.
And it is trying to tell you something.
In 1970s, an American evolutionary biologist, Lynn Margulis and a British chemist named James Lovelock proposed an idea that seemed very radical at that time yet it is so extraordinarily real.
They called it “The Gaia Hypothesis.”
They said the Earth is not a dead rock with life on top of it.
They said the Earth IS life.
The atmosphere, the oceans, the soil, the temperature.
None of it is accidental.
The planet actively regulates itself the way your body regulates its own temperature.
When you get hot, you sweat.
When you get cold, you shiver.
Your body doesn’t wait for you to decide.
It corrects automatically.
Margulis and Lovelock said the Earth does the same thing.
When CO2 rises, forests expand to absorb it.
When the ocean gets too acidic, shell-building organisms pull calcium from the water and lock it into limestone.
When the surface gets too hot, clouds form to reflect sunlight.
The planet has been running its own thermostat for 4.5 billion years.
Without a manual.
Without an engineer.
Without permission from anyone.
It survived five mass extinctions.
It recovered from asteroid impacts that vaporized entire oceans.
It turned a ball of molten lava into a system that grows rainforests and coral reefs.
And then we showed up.
In the last 200 years, we decided the Earth was a resource, not a relative.
We extracted its blood and called it “oil.”
We tore open its skin and called it “mining.”
We filled its lungs with chemicals and called it “progress.”
And when the planet started running a fever, we debated whether the fever was real.
You would never look at a person with a 102 degree temperature and say “I don’t believe in your fever.”
But we did that to our own home, an entire planet.
Here is what they understood which most people still don’t.
The Earth does not need saving.
The Earth has survived things that would make a nuclear bomb look like a firecracker.
It survived the Great Oxygenation Event, when a new organism called cyanobacteria flooded the atmosphere with a gas so toxic it killed nearly every living thing on the planet.
That toxic gas was oxygen.
The thing you are breathing right now was once the deadliest pollution event in Earth’s history.
The planet adapted.
Life rebuilt.
New species emerged that could breathe in the poison and thrive.
The Earth will do this again.
It will survive us.
The question never was, “Can the Earth survive what we are doing?”
The question always has been, “Can we survive how the Earth will respond to our exploitation?”
Because the planet does not negotiate.
When a system is pushed too far, it corrects.
It doesn’t correct gently. It doesn’t send a warning letter.
It sends ice ages.
It sends floods.
It sends extinction events.
And then it starts over.
The planet is not fragile.
We are.
We are the species that built glass towers on fault lines and cities below sea level and then acted surprised when the ground shook and the water rose.
We are not the owners of this planet.
We are the tenants.
And the landlord is losing patience.
The Earth doesn’t need a movement.
It needs us to remember something we forgot the moment we paved over the first meadow.
We are not separate from nature.
We are nature.
And the war we declared on the planet is a war we declared on ourselves.
You cannot poison the water and keep your blood clean.
You cannot burn the forest and keep your lungs clear.
You cannot strip the soil and keep your food alive.
Everything you do to the Earth, you do to your own body.
You are not on the Earth.
You ARE the Earth.
And it is running out of ways to talk to you.
Period.
(author unknown)
Please raise this awareness. For EARTH is what we all have in common.
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Meditate on the Mantra in your heart.
As the bhaktas are chanting the mantra today, Sri Vitthala Giridhari Parabrahmane Namaha, do so with full dedication and energy. If you can, chant together with the sangha and spread the Name to everyone around you who hasn’t heard it yet. This is how the love of Bhagavan flows and grows. All are uplifted in its power and purity. At the end of your Japa, place your hands on your heart and see the love that God has placed within you overflowing to the entire world. Make it your intention to contribute with positivity and universal love to this world. Om shanti shanti shantihi, shri gurubhyo namaha hari om.
When a new mantra appears in this world, it is the birth of a new era.
On the silent mountain tops of the Himalayas, in hidden forests, in small obscure caves, saints throughout the yugas have brought the Divine into the mortal world. Through revelations of yogic practices, through wisdom passed down, so many ways, but the appearance of a mantra is very special. Bhagavan’s Name is Him Himself, fully, nothing held back. The mortal world does not realize it but energetically everything has changed. Changed into radiance. Because He has appeared in another eternal form as an ancient mantra regiven to the world. The SatGuru catching those sacred frequencies, brings various forms of the Divine into the world to raise everyone back to Bhagavan. He refines the cosmic waves of Bhagavan’s most ancient love, and makes it shine anew in complete consciousness today.
When Sri Vitthala Giridhari Parabrahmane Namah was given by Bhagavan Vitthal, no one other than the SatGuru personally witnessed the emergence of the mantra. But through the love, faith, and dedication of the bhaktas, that Mantra is resonating across the world. It will raise the world into new heights of spirituality for a very long time. The life of the SatGuru is marked with many such events. Whether physically close or far from him, learn to flow in the rhythm of His heart. Chant the Mantra constantly. Then the SatGuru is more present beside you than whatever or whoever you are facing in that moment. This is how you anchor his energy in the world more and more. Keep spreading the name of Bhagavan to all. Blessings to everyone.
Today, we celebrate the 6th anniversary of the sacred mantra, śrī viṭṭhala giridhāri parabrahmaṇe namaḥ. 💞
On 8th April 2020, Paramahamsa Vishwananda received this powerful mantra directly from Bhagavan Himself, and gave it to the world.
This mula-mantra, the main mantra of the Hari Bhakta Sampradaya, means:
“My obeisances to the Supreme Lord Vitthala, Who is the refuge and protection of everyone.”
📝 Artwork on the first slide by @vishwananda
Artwork on the remaining slides by Aradhana
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On Yashoda Jayanti, we bow to the woman who showed us that motherhood isn't about birth but about love.
Yashoda didn't give birth to Krishna. Devaki did. Yet, it’s only yashoda who is remembered.
Many would not even know that she wasn't His birth mother. That is mother’s love and it does not need biology to make a claim on the heart.
Mahabharata barely touches on Krishna's childhood. But the Harivamsa gives us all his Leelas. Krishna and the gopis, butter, the mischief, the scolding, the adoration. And at the center of it all is Yashoda, the mother.
She loved krishna unconditionally and then let him go towards his destiny. She did not cling, she did not bind him. She had only a love that gives wings to a child.
After Krishna left for Mathura and later Dwarka, little is said of Yashoda and Nanda. A few Puranas mention them, but mostly, they fade from the grand narrative. And yet, does it matter? Her love didn't need a sequel. It was already complete.
Yashoda is the soul of matri-bhava, that quiet, boundless devotion only a mother knows. And before her, even the Lord of the universe became a child again.
Today, we remember the mother who tied the infinite with a thread of affection.
Happy Yashoda Jayanti.