Resurfacing Material …R there hidden messages?

It is surprising how things we had once forgotten about reappear just when u need them most … just like this article called ‘So Many Good Byes Before the Eternal Hello’ by Jenina Gomes. Apart from this article, were other things that decided to make their appearance & presence felt at this point in my life like video recordings & cd’s by forgotten heroes, my most treasured books that are no longer in print or circulation today and most importantly poems & articles by close friends.

I spent the last two weeks, far away from the world of technology[that’s my cell & electronic note book…which looking back was one of my greatest achievements till date] & the madly evolving society --- saying long due goodbyes to certain people, places & parts of me, which were not letting me move forward - for fear of what might lie around the bend, for fear of letting go of things that were once comfort zones, for fear of moving away from familiar & secure settings…This article among other things gave me the much needed nudge to take the plunge, saying final Good Byes Before Eternal Hello’s !

In due course of time I will share the other things that matter most to me …but for now… here are excerpts from the article by Jenina Gomes …

So Many Good Byes before the Eternal Hello

Like a flock of homesick cranes flying back to their mountain nests, we are all pilgrims on life’s journey. We keep journeying, never arriving. There is always a further bend along the road to negotiate or another road to travel.

All along our journey we have to keep letting go: of places, people, and events. Some doors close others open. Every transition in life is the closing of one door and the opening of another.

Few of us are prepared for life’s transitions. We cling to what seems an irrevocable part of us. Yet, in every day life, there is a continuous stripping. We are that much the poorer for fighting the process. Part of us is comfortable with the journey, but another part resists the inevitable.

Sometimes relationships are the hardest to let go of, though they may have little basis at the core of our being. When they do, as the little Prince – who comes to earth from an asteroid in Saint-Exupery’s novel – discovers in his encounter with the fox, “only with the heart one can see rightly, what is essentially invisible to the eye”. When the little Prince said: “Come and play with me. I am so unhappy”, the fox replied: “I cannot play with you I am not tamed”. When a beautiful friendship develops between the fox & the little prince and the fox is now tamed, the fox reminds the prince, “Men have forgotten this truth, but you must not forget it. You become responsible for whatever you have tamed”.

That is the eternal miracle of life: the eternal in the hello. It does not die. We have so many goodbyes, sometimes to untamed parts of ourselves as well as others, before we are ready to be responsible forever for what we tame.

Different symbols speak to different people. For Joyce Rupp the sound of the geese going south in the winter spoke to a part of her that knew that transitions and change are necessary and that leaving secure situations is an essential part of growth. They also reminded her of the blessings that change and transitions have meant for her growth and all the special people who walked through her heart before she moved on.

Life is full of transitions. Learn to grow through them. Spiritual maturity comes when we learn to say our goodbyes fully so that we can say our own “Eternal Hellos”.

All Of Me

Not a very long time ago as I walked by myself in my then formless state, in what is in today’s language called sheer light…an absolutely absurd thought struck me – What if I could break my self…I mean disintegrate into a zillion pieces – how fascinating would that be….i wondered.

I would be able to live each of my desires in entirety, creating and taking ‘n’ number of forms. Truly enthralling would such a play be …. and since I would be a part of every tiny little Me and I could stop the play whenever I wanted and could join the bigger Me in becoming the whole ‘I’ once more.

Though by breaking myself up into so many smaller Me’s I would also be creating what is commonly now known as islands of darkness….but it is only though this Darkness that Light would once more be.

A crazy thought it was, not to mention a very impulsive decision if I ever gave into it….but on the other hand what did I have to lose? Absolutely Nothing [I rationalized]…. cauz there is nothing other than me …..and it is impossible to lose Me to Me so I though why not give it a shot !

It was in that insane moment, that I gave into that thought of mine --- like I gave into a zillion others….soon to become bored with each of my thoughtless games. I am sure that it is boredom and nothing else that drives me into coming up with these strange thoughts. In the words of one of my later forms to be ‘Man’ – ‘It was the lazy who invented the wheel’ and in my case it was the bored who invented himself. Whatever be the case & whatever may be said I was sure my new game would be an extraordinarily exciting play….

Just as I was about to disintegrate, another thought struck me….How would I be able to recognise Me, once I broke into so many littler Me’s….especially when I would be taking so many zillion forms?

I could be the trees & flowers and fruits that would bear them OR the oceans and the seas and all the creature in them OR I could fly in my air and tease the other little Me’s that would walk the earth – four legged creatures & some two legged ones too….Ohhh my creation seems endless.

With all this happening there is bound to be some confusion… Each little Me would be speaking in its own tongue to its own kind – how then will I interact with a different Me who is in a different form?....And even if I was amongst my own kind, how would I know and tell the other Me….that its all just ME – one & the same !

Questions like this would drive the smaller Me’s, who haven’t seem the bigger whole Me absolutely insane---there had to be a way out of this loop of mine.

So I thought hard and very hard indeed only to realise how stupid the thought itself had been….for, since I was a part of every little Me, all I would have to do is see the light through the darkness in Me…..No matter how small the Me I turn out to be, a speck of light is all I would need to see the Me & once I see the light of Me, I will begin to see it in everything around Me….Gradually all the little Me’s would begin to integrate to once again become the complete ME.

Wow….this seems to beat all the other games I created till date…. I will call it the ‘I-Me’ Game.

Having now worked out all the details of the ‘I-Me’ Game I finally disintegrated into a zillion pieces of light, scattering myself through darkness – all of which was Me.

Now I wait and watch all the little Me’s in all their various forms, walk the path of discovery sooner or later, seeking and seeing the light, which is the essence of every Me….finally unfolding into the bigger, whole & complete ME !

I can see that the play has begun and is well under way…but how long will it take for every little Me to see the light in Me…..A zillion years maybe….but what’s the hurry, I am here for eternity !

To all the other Me’s who have already seen Me in themselves and all those around them & who now have merged with Me…becoming the bigger I, I say….lets watch my play the ‘I-Me’ Game, now from this side of the fence……

……But How long would it take for those foolish little Me’s to realise that the fence is also ME !

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Kisi Shayar Ne Kaha…..

Yeh saara khel hai mera,
Mujh me sama kar to dekho,

Khuda ko dekhna hai to
Phele khud ko mita kar to dekho.

Yeh raaz bahut hai gahera
Isme zara doob ke to dekho,

Noor ko samajh na hai to
Phele Noor ban ke to dekho !


God Bless & Lots of Luv,

~Saba Khadri~

This is for one of my dearest and sweetest of friends.
The one who gave up her name & fame and has come back home to start afresh…. to make a difference in the land she calls home…to follow her dreams, though distant & unknown.

The decision was tough & I saw her struggle
But she made the transition – the little muggle.

Sanju this is for u…for you had the guts to do what very few could do.

Here’s a poem….that is close to my heart…one I came across in my wanderings of sorts…all credit to the Poet Unknown !

Transitions….

A haunting feeling knocks at the door,
if only to scare you and make you unsure.
In with the new & out with the old,
a new story is about to unfold.

A series of opposites at a moment in time,
a glimpse of reality as it starts to unwind.
Caught in the emotion of fear in your heart,
controlling the feelings from the end to the start.

Been there before and it certainly gets old,
a place we all frequent ...a story untold.
In toward the new and beyond your threshold,
fire turned to ashes, your life put on hold.

Learn how to touch the secret inside,
as you travel through time with no thoughts in your mind.
Examine those feelings from stress & hard times,
and find new directions in the back of your mind.

...Or to constantly repeat life with the same dues to pay,
is like waking each morning on that same Groundhog Day!
So remember the future ~ now there's an odd twist,
see through the illusion ...just make one wish.

Feast on the intellect, accept not demand.
a striking resemblance to new lines in your hand.
It can't be so bad to accept change and grow,
Life’s great lesson... you reap what you sow.

You move to new places…coming back to the old,
The game that you started has gone pretty bold.
Look in towards the mirror ...focus & behold,
see beyond illusion; while removing the blindfold.

A new path way…a hidden gate
All wait you in a blissful state !

Welcome Back Sanju !

Lots of Luv
~Saba Khadri~