Poem · Poetry

Letting go and ultimate freedom

Humans, since the day they are born are wired for attachment. Undo-ing this wiring takes a long time and many instances of separation that trigger the human’s need for this attachment. Many say that the original wound of separation happens when a life manifests from the formless (realm of pure light or unconditional love) into the realm of form, i.e., our world where things are perceived through the mind. Only after letting go of this attachment can a human again experience wholeness, a sense of being perfect, a sense of unconditional love, joy and peace. Here is a beautiful Sufi song, written by the famous Indian poet – Gulzar and sung by the amazing Rekha Bharadwaj. The song depicts loss, craving for the other after the separation and finally Grace descends on the ones who suffer and Grace enlightens them and takes them towards feeling the sense of union with the creator, with the formless – filing them with love, peace and joy. Hoping on this beautiful full moon day (it is a full moon while I write this) you are able to release all the energies that keep you from living your best possible life. Hoping everything that you need to release in order to live a life for your highest good, gets released today.

Lyrics :

Tere ishq mein, haay tere ishq mein
Raakh se ruukhi, koyale se kaali
Raat kate na, hizraan waali
Tere ishq mein, haay tere ishq mein

Teri justaju, karate rahe
Marate rahe, tere ishq mein
Tere ruu-ba-ru, baithe hue
Marate rahe, tere ishq mein

Tere ruu-ba-ru, teri justaju
Tere ishq mein, haay tere ishq mein

Baadal dhune, mausam bune
Sadiyaan ginin, lamhe chune
Lamhe chune, mausam bune
Kuchh garm the, kuchh gungune
Tere ishq mein, baadal dhune
Mausam bune, tere ishq mein

Tere ishq mein, haay haay tere ishq men

Tere ishq mein tanhaaiyaan, tanhaaiyaan tere ishq mein
Hamane bahut, bahalaaiyaan
Tanhaaiyaan, tere ishq mein
Ruuse kabhi, manawaaiyaan
Tanhaaiyaan, tere ishq mein

Mujhe toh kar, koi din gaya
Mujhe chhed kar, koyi shab gayi
Mainne rakh li saari aahatein
Kab aayi thi shab kab gayi
Tere ishq mein, kab din gaya
Shab kab gayi, tere ishq mein

Tere ishq mein, haay haay tere ishq mein

Raakh se ruukhi, dil sufi tha
Hum chal diye, jahaan le chala
Tere ishq mein, ham chal diye
Tere ishq mein, haay tere ishq mein

Translation :

In your love
Drier than ash, darker than coal
This night of separation doesn’t end
In your love
, in your love

I craved for you
I died, in your love
Sitting beside you
I died, in your love

Sitting beside you, I desired you
In your love, in your love

The clouds came singing, I knitted many seasons (waiting for you)
I counted centuries, I knitted many past moments from memory (waiting for you)
The clouds came singing, I knitted many seasons (waiting for you)
Some seasons were warm, some lukewarm
In your love, the clouds sang
I knit many seasons in your love

In your love, in your love

In your love there is loneliness, so much loneliness in your love
I have tried amusing myself so many times
So much loneliness in your love
Sometimes when I got angry, I consoled myself
So much loneliness in your love

Knocking me over (with sadness), some days passed me
Teasing me, an evening passed me
I have memorized all of your memories, even the sound of your footsteps
When did the day come (when you came) and when it went away (when you left)

In your love, in your love

More dry than ash, my heart was a Sufi (ascetic)
I started walking wherever it led me (towards you)
In your love, I started walking towards you
In your love, in your love

love · Poem · Poetry · Spiritual

I see love

I see love in the twirling leaves

I see love in the dancing breeze

I see love when you make the sky

your paint palette everyday

Some say that you rule by fear

But when I look, I only find love here

Perhaps they misunderstand

the fear is only an ego illusion

When they look closer they will find

in love, their ego dissolution

feel good · Poem · Poetry

Joy

I can see it bubbling inside

Inside your steel caged heart.

The one you put a lid on

To keep your poker face on.

I want to reach that joy

No, not to steal it away.

But to color you with it

So that with you

It will always stay.

feel good · love · Poem · Poetry · Spiritual

When I am gone

When my body is dying

And my soul is on its way out

Take me near the trunk of that mighty tree

The one that was my refuge

The one that supported me

Let me lie near my beloved

And let my body rot in the mud

My soul can witness this union

What comes from the Earth,

goes back to the Earth

Let me help my beloved

Thrive a little more

Provide the nutrients

Of my flesh and bones

And when some birds come

To eat my eyes, let them

Let me give back to dear mother nature

For I have lived and only taken

And then when I become one

With the mighty tree

Maybe one day my son will

Pass by below me

Maybe he will touch the mighty tree’s trunk

And feel it’s leaves

Maybe in it, he will feel his mother’s touch

His mother’s love, care and protection

It’s all still there

feel good · love · Poem

My Wildflower Man

I met a man once
With a mighty heart
Beautiful smile
And soulful eyes

Why do you not love
Yourself, I thought
In a dark room you
Keep the child locked

So happy to give love
But hesitant to take any
Do you fear being left out again
Have you been betrayed by many?

Is that why the child
doesn’t come to play?
But oh dear man,
Times have changed

Must you always have
The child be a man?
Let him free, love him
For that, will make you a whole man.

Healing

How to heal the ‘mother’ wound?

Most of us suffer from a ‘mother wound’. In quite simple words – this is a wound that a child feels when their mother makes them feel – ‘You are not good enough’. This feeling can happen when a child is a baby, toddler, teen or even as an adult. This wound however, doesn’t show up overtly in most people but mostly covertly, in the behaviors described below. If you recognize it yourself, then perhaps you do need to do some ancestral healing.

The cause of this feeling is co-dependency. This co-dependency certainly makes sense as an infant – because an infant is completely dependent on it’s mother for survival. But even as a child grows, parents are the main and most important mirrors for a child. Mirrors meaning they show the child his/her worth, build their ego/identity and bolster them. They are the obvious safe space for the child. This role is mostly fulfilled by a mom as stereotypically, men have not been as involved in child raising (not true in all cases, of course).

Described above is the ideal case, however, most of the time we find ourselves in not so ideal situations 🙂 A mother is often stressed, oppressed and quite frankly, totally oblivious to her internal state most of the time. She might be emotionally abusive or absent, overbearing, completely self-sacrificing with zero boundaries, projecting a lot of her fears, anxieties and complexes over her child/children, overly demanding, overly victim mindset oriented, pitting one child against another or narcissistic. Another common pattern is the mother handling down to a child, all the toxic emotion that her husband might have given her. Making the child almost like a substitute for the detached husband. Again, I would like to emphasize that not all of this happens in the real world by spoken words or actions – but energetically, and a child can sense it out – at a conscious or at a subconscious level.

In which case would a mother wound not occur? It would not occur if the mother is a completely healed and a whole human in herself, who is capable of giving real ‘unconditional love’, if not always – then most of the time. This is obviously a tall order for any human.

This ‘mother wound’ can show itself in one or more of the following ways in the child’s life :

  1. Co-dependency, excessive neediness or excessive detachment in relationships.
  2. Lack of self-worth.
  3. Poor boundaries.
  4. Self-sabotaging tendencies when meeting success in life, core negative outlook (with the internal feeling that ‘I don’t deserve this’).
  5. People pleasing tendencies.
  6. Problems with accepting love. (with the internal feeling of ‘I don’t deserve this love’).
  7. Problems trusting others who show them love (with the internal feeling that ‘What do they want from me?’).
  8. Weird sexual fantasies and fetishes (especially for male child).
  9. Fear of abandonment and intimacy issues (with the internal feeling that ‘I don’t want to depend on anyone’) This is actually repression of feminine energies in oneself – as the feminine energies remind the adult of their mother.
  10. Constant comparison with others to seek validation for ourself.
  11. Feeling of betrayal if someone we love does something against our wishes.

How then can one heal this ‘mother’ wound? I am listing some techniques below.

  1. Realize that your mother was just a human – the idea of a ‘perfect mother’ is a complete oversell by society.
  2. Realize that your mother (who might be at least 20+ years older than you) grew up in times where she was probably not shown this unditional love as well. She might not have been shown any love actually. She is probably passing on this ‘mother’ wound – of feeling worthless or not good enough to you.
  3. Realize that your mother must have been fighting her own battles in a male dominated society without the proper means to get emotional help, understanding or education. She must not have any time to heal from all the emotional wounds that she had.
  4. Start a practice of self-love. If your mother did or does not love you unconditionally – then you do it. Love yourself unconditionally. If you have a mother who points out all of your so-called ‘flaws’ (physical or personality based), then realize that you have the power to LOVE your so-called ‘flaws’ and own them completely as a part of yourself.
  5. Energetic cord cutting and aura cleansing might also help.
  6. Hypnotherapy and childhood regression might also be helpful.
  7. Psychotherapy is also helpful.
  8. Chakras affected by this are – root chakra (Muladhar chakra), sacral chakra (Svadhishtan chakra), solar plexus chakra (Manipur chakra) and heart chakra (Anahata chakra). Work on healing these chakras.
  9. Get comfortable with your feminine energies of ‘being’, loving, kindness, waiting, praying, etc.

Hope this helps! Wish you all a lot of love and light 🙂

feel good · love · Poem · Poetry

Vancouver, you beauty!

You pulled me in with your beauty

and mesmerized me into surrender

 

You gave me a welcoming home

like you give to homeless in your streets

 

You gave my son serene lanes to walk in

lined with your quirky Victorian houses

 

You get painted in all of God’s colors

and remind me of letting go and moving on

 

You are just like my hometown

filling me with hope every morning

 

You are precious Vancouver

blessed with God’s beautiful creations

 

You are magical Vancouver

with Angels flying and looking over you

 

Thank you Vancouver

for everything you give!

I love you Vancouver!

Images Credit : me

 

 

Poem · Poetry · Rumi

Rumi poem interpretation – Unnamed Poem

Here is my interpretation of Rumi’s unnamed poem:

Which is worth more, a crowd of thousands,

or your own genuine solitude?

Freedom, or power over an entire nation?

A little while alone in your room

will prove to be more valuable than anything else

that could ever be given to you.

In this poem Rumi is trying to explain how important he thinks being alone with oneself is. It is only when we quiet the mouth as well as the mind’s chatter that revelations happen. These aha-moments which happen in a meditative state are priceless according to him.

He compares an extroverted leader who might have power – maybe over an entire nation to a mystic who has freedom and who is completely satisfied in his own solitude, and asks the reader which one they think is worth more? There is no right or wrong here, obviously. Leaders are just as important to the society as mystics. A person who is a good balance of extroversion and introversion, leadership and mysticism would indeed be like a dream come true.

Taken from The Essential Rumi

translated by Coleman Barks

Image credit : me