As long as one's cultivation is strong enough, not only can one create a world with just a raise of hand, one can even bring salvation to all living beings...
Bring salvation to all living beings..
Ive spent half of my life in a daze, harboring grand ambitions yet accomplishing nothing.
All the sleepless nights, I've thought to myself countless times.. even if I'm not there, there won't be any changes in the world.
A mortal, regardless of austerity, even if their mouth is ripped from speaking, or their shoes get worn out from walking, they still won't be able to change the sun from rising and setting.
But even as weak as I might be, the living beings have never loathed me.
Just like this cold stream, flowing calmly, accommodating my existence..
The Great lower themselves to gather the rivers, while the Small remain gentle to embrace the streams.
Thus they achieve vastness and preserve their existence.
Blue stone, flowing water, small bridges, rising smoke, mortal world.
No matter the degree of mortality, the living beings still treat me the same.
There is no eternal strength in this world, nor is there absolute weakness.
If the strong are made weak, how could the weak become any weaker?
A flower, a grass, a leaf, a bodhi.
All beings tolerate me and I can tolerate them in return.
The strong do not oppress the weak and the major do not bully the minor.
The weak uphold the rules without fear or hesitation.
When all things in the world respect and honor one another
That is..
True Reverence.
Thus
To love others, one must first strengthen oneself.
Such a long cherished wish can only be fulfilled by those of great ability and upheld by those of immense willpower.
Strong enough that..
My willpower can be witnessed across the cycles of reincarnation.
...
In this lifetime..
In the next reincarnation
My Path is Clear.
You choose your timeline the second you redirect your attention.
Refuse to feed energy into realities you do not want.
Expectation determines the physical outcome.
you are allowed to have infinite passions.
you are allowed to take your creativity seriously.
you are allowed to make money in weird ways.
you are allowed to build a life no one around you fucking understands!
She whose smile awakens creation and whose radiance gives birth to the stars.
Before the first ray of light, before time itself begins, there is only darkness. Then She smiles, and the cosmos blossoms into a universe of infinite suns. Maa Kushmanda is Shakti as the primordial creative power. She does not just illuminate creation. She is the radiance from which creation itself emerges.
On this fourth day of Navaratri, we bow to the Divine Mother Kushmanda in whom darkness becomes light, stillness becomes creation, and the infinite cosmos unfolds as an expression of divine joy.
जय माँ कूष्माण्डा।
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She who has endured the fiercest austerities, yet emerges radiant as eternity itself.
Clad in pure white, seated upon Nandi, Maa Mahagauri embodies the purity born of tapasya. Her brilliance is not untouched innocence, but the radiance of a spirit transformed through unwavering resolve.
Maa Kalaratri destroys illusion; Maa Mahagauri reveals the luminous truth beneath it.
On this eighth day of Navaratri, we bow to the Divine Mother whose austerity becomes radiance, whose purity becomes grace, and whose light no darkness can extinguish.
जय माँ महागौरी।
Nishumbha fell first. When the Devi pierced his heart, another figure leapt out of it crying "Stop!" She laughed, and cut off its head.
Now Shumbha stood alone, burning with anger. He mocked Her: "Durga, don't be so proud. You fight by leaning on the strength of others."
The Devi said:
एकैवाहं जगत्यत्र द्वितीया का ममापरा ।
पश्यैता दुष्ट मय्येव विशन्त्यो मद्विभूतयः ॥
I am alone here in this world. What second is there besides Me? See, wicked one, these powers of Mine are entering back into Me.
And every Shakti on the battlefield merged into Her. Only Ambika remained.
They fought across the sky. At last She hurled him to the earth and pierced his chest with Her trident.
This is the heart of Vedanta, spoken on a battlefield. Every form is Her own power. There is no other. 🙏🪷
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