KATHAM️
Wish y’all a forbearing pra-dōśam pre-sunset 🌅 this Thursday evening & much prior to that, a fulfilling post-sunrise 🌄 hari-vāsarā! As promised in my previous post, here’s our inner-reality-show running house full to packed houses, in parallel to the never-stale-tale of yōgini ékā-daśi:
Original Story & Direction: vyāsā (adapted from padma purāNā uttara-khāndā)
Screenplay & Dialogues: Yours truly
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Cast:
- Seeker yudhi-sthirā enacted by our own apparent individuality, jiv-ātmā;
- Service-provider kRSNā enacted by our own supreme reality, param-ātmā;
- Royal kubérā enacted by our own Lordship Everythingness (♾/macrocosm);
- yōgi śivā enacted by our own ascetic Nothingness (0/microcosm);
- Beautiful Flowers 💐 of mānasa-sarōvarā enacted by the fragrance/essence of our own Everythingness;
- Gardener hem-māli enacted by our own religious & spiritual practices (Mr. sādhanā);
- Magical viśāl-ākśi enacted by our own superhuman 🦸♂️ powers (Ms. siddhi);
- Solution-provider RSI mārkandéyā enacted by the dispeller of our own darkness of ignorance (our own impersonal gu-ru);
- Heaven-like alaka-puri enacted by our own effervescent state of mind, here & now;
- Mother Earth enacted by our own ground realities, here & now;
Plot:
As part of their regular interactions, our apparent individuality (jiv-ātmā) enquires from our supreme reality (param-ātmā) about methods for its liberation from the seemlessly never-ending cycle of embodiment & disembodiment, via birth & death 💀.
Our own supreme reality then (param-ātmā) responds that amongst the many potential ways for this recycling to culminate in our enlightened freedom, there’s one simple way, pertinent to this particular day, the dominant eigenmode of which one can resonate with! Our supreme reality goes on further to describe this scientific procedure step-by-step, allegorically:
At every moment, the ideal bhakta called ‘Lord Everythingness’ attempts to invoke the ideal jnani within himself called ‘yōgi Nothingness,’ by worshipfully offering in obeisance what he considers as the very ‘essence’ of himself. To extract his own ‘essence’ (flowers) to be sourced from his lake of emotions (mānasa-sarōvarā) & to be offered at the inner altar, our Everythingness employs a gardening intern by name Mr. sādhanā (rituals, puja, homa, kriya, yantra, mantra, tantra, yoga & other such daily spiritual practices). Our sādhanā selflessly serves our Everythingness for many years, graduating from an intern to a permanent employee, shareholder & board director, being always punctual & duty-conscious. But, as the unstoppable time whizzes past, our sādhanā matures to marriageable age, meets a wide-eyed beauty Ms. siddhi (our superhuman powers obtained through our own sādhanā), falls in love 😻 at first sight & gets fully engaged in accessing, playing & displaying her. Unable to contain its excitement at the wonderful mesmerizing looks 👀 of our siddhi, our sādhanā gets sidetracked & forgets its own duties & schedules, eventually getting fired & grounded (to Earth 🌏 of course!). As a collateral damage, the spiritual evolution of our Everythingness grinds to a standstill too!
Meanwhile, our derailed sādhanā, afflicted with decay & disintegration (leprosy) & thus shunned by our society, wanders away to the forest (solitude) & encounters our own impersonal gu-ru, older & wiser than our creator brahma & with a befitting ā-śram (literally, ‘effortlessness’ seated at the 9th major cakrā, over & above the 7th/sahasrārā at the crown of our head & the 8th/pitru/matru in the form of an infinite ♾ loop of DNA 🧬). Overflowing with compassion towards our shattered sādhanā, our impersonal gu-ru (dispeller of darkness) who, though fully aware of all the three tenses of both the within & the without, enquires about the reasons for our sādhanā’s miserable status of deformity, loneliness & depression. Having already suffered sufficiently enough to realise its own follies, owing to its distraction with its own acquired magical powers leading to its irresponsible dereliction of duty, our sādhanā truly poured, nay emptied, its heart out in confession.
Our impersonal gu-ru, majestically seated 🪑 over our head at our 9th chakra, impressed by the new & current status of absolute sincerity in our sādhanā, offered a solution, instead of mere solace: He taught our sādhanā the significance of a once-in-a-fortnight lockdown quarantine by shutting down all five incoming gates of sensing, all five outgoing gates of actuation & the mindgate (totalling to eleven/ékā-daśi gates, for an effective containment strategy, including but not restricted to food deprivation alone!) through brahma-caryā (conduct consistent with that of our reality: brahman), especially to be followed on yōgini ékā-daśi.
Enormous gratitude expressed, thoroughly impressed & no more depressed, our sādhanā fervently carried out our impersonal guru’s instructions, following the procedures to the word & more importantly, the spirit, only to be restored back by our own supreme reality to the effervescent state of mind here & now, reunited with our temporarily social-distanced siddhīs & resuming daily delivery 🚚 of the essence 💐 of our ♾ everythingness 👑 to invoke our 0️⃣ nothingness!
Our supreme reality concludes the allegory by extolling its fruits 🍉 as equivalent to feeding a thousand learned seekers to vanquish our big bank balance of long-term recurring deposits of karmās accrued merely & purely through our accidental & unconscious actions, speech & even thoughts 💭. 🕉
