33.Mother’s Source
The procedure of the ocean is reflected
In us, human beings, in the three rivers.
Once disturbed it becomes destructive, wild
And its unchained ravage is interminable.
Once respected, it gives its love like a Mother,
Peaceful, helpful, joyful and graceful.
The many billows of the mighty
Powerful and predominant
Ocean took me up in its
Rhythmical laws of movement.
Every dash of the waves,
Was a deep cleansing.
The up and down surging salt water
Was a real purification.
The fluctuation on the waterline
Was a complete clearing.
An invisible commanding hand,
The upper ruler of the ocean,
Made a gesture and the ocean,
With a limitless respect and surrendering,
Listened to it and obeyed its own master.
Then only was the ocean allowed
To give its complete shelter.
And two big whipping up billows
Became like two spread out wings,
Closed the space above me
And gave the Divine protection.
The enjoying waves of the ocean,
Became the joyful waves of love,
Clothing and enveloping me completely.
The great ocean opened spontaneously
And I was carried to a higher realm.
Away from the sparkling sunrays,
Which decorate the extensive ocean
With its princely and royal emanation.
In an exquisite celestial empire
Where The Mother Goddess Herself governs,
Another sublime light arose,
A living light that shone by itself.
My life-string melted together
With the life-spring of this living light.
I was thrilled by the enticing bewitching
Of this dazzling whirling fast circling light,
Which itself inflated thousand fold,
Took me up softly in its circular course
And brought me to the far end of the boundary line.
Divine instructions of the highest authority
Came from Mother’s authentic source,
In a sphere which was above joviality
And emotionally touching enjoyment.
The relief of the five senses
Was an unique Motherly help and bliss.
Now was observable Your love
And I felt the real love.
I became one with this love.
Now was observable Your sweetness
And I felt how sweet You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your softness
And I felt Your gentle caress.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your loveliness
And I felt how lovely You are.
Your light made me part and parcel f it.
Now was observable Your attractiveness
And I felt how attractive You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your sensitivity
And I felt how sensitive You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your simplicity
And I felt how simple You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your pleasingness
And I felt how pleasing You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your goodness
And I felt how good You are for me.
Mother You are the pure goodness itself.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your open-handedness
And I felt how open-handed You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your tenderness
And I felt how tender You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your humility
Mother You are the most humble
And Your humility came down in me.
Your light made me part and parcel of it
Now was observable Your heartiness
And I felt how heartily You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your lovableness
And I felt how lovable You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your gentleness
And I felt how gentle You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Your charm
And I felt how charming You are.
Your light made me part and parcel of it.
Now was perceptible Your beautifulness
Which is unequalled and peerless
You submerged me and made me part and parcel of it.
Now was observable Mother’s love
And I felt a stream of embracing love
Which opened all the veins of my heart,
A real delicious pouring rain of love
That enraptured and enriched me.
All was granted by the head source itself,
The most venerated, honoured and adored
Divine Mother of the three worlds
And patiently the ocean brought me
Back to the shore of heaven
On earth, from where I descended.
033 – Belapur, India: 28-03-2001.
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N 314 – Mathreya
N 521 – Gauri
N 522 – Lakshmi
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