Wednesday, July 31, 2013

STORIES FROM YOGAVASHISHTAM - 5



Concentric Dreams

The hero of this story is a bhikshu. He had been trained in the Tantrik tradition and could practice various Samadhis with ease. As we are aware, the end-point of any Sadhana  is the complete purification of Sadhaka’s mind. The bhikshu of this story had already attained it. One good thing about such purity was that the bhikshu could make anything happen! An intense wish for any kind of gain will come true! Visualise anything with a pure heart, and it is all yours! The process is as simple as “water getting heated up forming into bubbles”.

K.G. Narendrababu - Divine Dream

One day the bhikshu was taking a break between meditations and a freak thought crossed his mind.
Come on…I’m going to live like an ordinary man for some time…

The Lord has his own Lila and I will have mine..
Then he turned into a down-to-earth plebian, just another man-on-the-street.
The bhikshu adopted a new name too, Jeevadan and started carrying out the mundane business of day-to-day life. In reality he didn’t move or shake anything, he was just sitting at a place cross-legged! It was the sankalpa at work!

So he arrived in a city and was wandering through the streets. There was a long queue before a watering hole and he too wanted to get drunk. He had his fill and parked himself comfortably by the side-walk. He slept like a fallen tree. The dream inside the dream elevated him into a veda-chanting Brahmin. Teaching was the vocation  befitting a Brahmin and it took him to far-away places. He was feeling tired after teaching less than average students and dropped down exhausted. In yet another dream-inside-the-dream, he assumed himself as a dependent king (Samanta king paying levy to the main one). The lesser king had his grub and slept off. He too had his dream-inside-the dream. In the concentric dream, he chucked his Samanta-hood and turned into a full-fledged Maharaja!

The Maharajah had a sumptuous dinner with caviar and sliced bull’s testicles in wine. Thereafter, he went to the royal bed with punkhah-pullers and royal guards in attendance just outside the room. Several queens and queen aspirants, all decked up and perfumed, were waiting for a quick summons from the Maharajah. Alas! It never came! 

K.G.Narendrababu - Dream Way 61 
The Maharaja had been transformed into a Devangana (celestial beauty)! She was tired after a satisfying session of love-making and slept off. The happiness thus generated turned her into a deer. She rocked around a garden, so full of trees, plants and flowers and turned into a creeper.  The creeper climbed up the nearby tree and flowered. The lovely flowers greeted the world with a wide grin which attracted beetles. The creeper was bewitched by the beetles and became their hard-core fan.  What’s more, the creeper turned into the beetle itself. The new beetle followed its nose and made a straight –line path to a lotus flower in full bloom. The beetle had a brief stint with the receptive lotus flower, when it started getting folded up. The beetle was trapped inside. 

An elephant walked down to the pond to play dirty with the lotus flowers. Meanwhile, the scent emanating from the lotus flowers made the animal high. It ran amok destroying all the flowers and the beetle. Not to be out done, the beetle with the help of sankalpa, turned itself into an elephant. 

Yeah, even animals and plants have sankalpa! Like the sprout embedded in a seed!

The new outfit of the beetle didn’t last long, either. The elephant fell into a trap devised by the King’s men and was taken to the rearing camp for training. Subsequently it was inducted into the King’s army as a full-fledged , combat-ready elephant. The war broke out when the Maharajah wanted to amass wealth for conducting yaga. A weak neighboring country was attacked.  The elephant was killed. Before its life was getting terminated, the elephant noticed a few beetles buzzing very close to its cheek.  Yet another sankalpa was created and the dying elephant rolled back into a beetle. The whole story was getting repeated in revered order! This time for a change, the beetle visualized a swan and became one. Several swan-lives followed, ascending in status each time. Eventually it reached the pinnacle. The swan became Brahmadeva’s official carrier. Once Brahmadeva wanted to visit Rudra for courtesy’s sake and thus  the  swan had his first darshan .The Lord’s presence had its had its profound influence on the swan and it became one with Rudra. It had become Knowledge. The swan dissolved in Rudra . 

All the past lives were recalled. Jeevadan, the Brahmin, the Maharajah, the Swan in the lotus pond, the erratic elephant and finally Lord Rudra. Trillions of years had passed in between. The Lord wanted to revisit each of the past lives. The idea was to integrate every part (amsam) into a Whole (poornam).
Rudra transmitted a small volume of his chaithanya into the bhikshu’s mind and he woke up.

He was quite surprised to see the Lord right in front.  At the same time he contained himself and kept his cool. For he knew all the way that he was nobody other than Lord himself!  Both of them continued with the journey to find the remaining amsams. Jeevadan was located at a corner of Chidakasa. He too was woken up. The three went ahead and found themselves in various forms at the never-ending expanse of Chidakasa. All of them were made alive. The Lord was beholding his own Maya. 

K.G. Narendrababu - Dream Park

Rudra himself in various guises. Each of them was asked to go back to its abode,i.e., Jeevadan, Brahmin etc.

They did just that. …occupied their respective offices…..worked out certain impressions…and when they became worthy of retirement, they had a reunion with the top boss and had the final exit!


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