SHIVA'S THIRD EYE CREATES THIS UNIVERSE

 

THE THIRD EYE

Question : Ma, why does Shivji have three eyes?


Answer : Shivji has two eyes just like us with which he sees the sky, the mountains, trees, birds , dogs, cats, and people, the same way we do.He also sees things like buildings, cars, chairs, tables , books and toys with these two eyes.We can see so many things with our two eyes!
But tell me can you see yourself with your two eyes? No you cannot, unless you are in front of a mirror. So, Shivji keeps a third eye in his forehead, with which He can see Himself.
How wonderful to be able to see yourself, isn’t it?
Now, the good thing is that even we all have this third eye, in the middle of our forehead. But we cannot see it, so we do not know how to open it. And Shivji teaches us how to open this wonderful third eye by teaching us to do Dhyana, which is to close the two eyes and start to silently feel the third eye in our Self.
Would you like to open your third eye one day, just like Shivji ?
Shail Gulhati is the Author of the books :
SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.
The Yogi and the snake
Shiva Poetry
NAAM ROOP- A Tribute to the Divine
And Life Said.

WHAT WORK DO YOU DO ?

 

WHAT WORK DO YOU DO ?

“So, what work do you actually do?” Sati asked coyly like any newly married wife.

“I meditate,” Shiva answered.

“No, I meant what work do you do as in work?”

“I meditate,” He answered again with a strange smile.

“I don’t understand,” She said.

“For most people, a livelihood and a way of life are two different things. For me, it is all one,” He said.

“And you and I are one,” She said, drawing close to Him.

“Yes,” He smiled.

~ SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.

Maha Mritunjaya Mantra

 

The ancient Rishi sang a prayer for Enlightenment.
The modern man has made even that prayer a chant for longevity.
In the age of "Re-mixes" we need to know some songs are better in their Original forms! The next time you chant the Maha Mritunjaya Mantra, know that it is in essence, a petition to Shiva for enlightenment.

Aum Tryambakaṃ yajāmahe sugandhiṃ puṣṭi-vardhanam
urvārukam iva bandhanān mṛtyor mukṣīya māmṛtāt

ॐ त्र्यम्बकं यजामहे
सुगन्धिं पुष्टिवर्धनम् ।
उर्वारुकमिव बन्धनान्
मृत्योर्मुक्षीय मामृतात् ॥ Hail the three eyed One! O fragrant (pleasant),
healthy (pleasing to look at) Lord,
sever us from false worldly realm, gently like a cucumber,
whose umbilical cord gets severed without any painful process,
just lying on the ground;
But O lord, do not divest us from your Amrita, your nectar of Advait Gyan, (gnosis) which ( by giving us the third eye vision of Oneness with you ) liberates from death itself.
Thus we see that although the Mantra is being used for prolonging life, it is essentially a prayer for enlightenment: A prayer to Shiva, who has the third eye of Viveka,the Gyan chakshu that can destroy all false perception, to raise our level of Consciousness.
Aum Namah Shivaye.
Shail Gulhati is the Author of the books :
SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.
The Yogi and the snake
Shiva Poetry
NAAM ROOP- A Tribute to the Divine
And Life Said.

THE OLDEST STORY

 

THE OLDEST STORY

Rishi Suta used to tell Shaunaka and his other disciples the story of Shiva.

“This is fascinating, Gurudeva… tell me more!” implored Shaunaka.

“Time can only tell stories in bits about the Timeless, Shaunaka,” said the wise Sage quietly. “The story will go on and on, forever. There will be many more tellings, many more listenings…” his voice trailed away.

In time, when Shaunaka grew old and himself sported a free flowing white beard, he often told the story to his own disciples.

~ SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.

SHIVA LOVED THE CRISP AIR OF KAILASH

 

Rudra absolutely loved the crisp air of Kailash.
There was a very pleasing aroma in the air always, which Rudra thought, “was the smell of freshness itself.”
There was no sense of time; only the golden sunrise and sunset would indicate dawn and dusk.
He loved all the birds and beasts that came to visit the mountains from the forests at their baseline. They were in absolute contrast to the people He had known in the city. Always natural, always spontaneous, always unabashed in their play, unlike the contrived displays in speech and gestures in the mannerisms of society. These beasts were exactly the kind of beings that would be termed ‘Uncouth’, He thought to Himself, but smiled because His own spirit resonated with them. “This is the way to be; in the lap of Nature itself, where one is natural,” He thought.

~  From  SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller. A modern book with Great God Shiva's story by Shail Gulhati

SHIVA’S BARAAT-A MERRY KALEIDOSCOPE OF GANAS

 

SHIVA’S BARAAT-A MERRY KALEIDOSCOPE OF GANAS

The trek through the mountains was as expected: festive, robust, loud and merry. Every now and then a quaint animal would peer outside of his own cave to witness the band as it played along. “What is going on? Is a God getting married?” asked some, to which the prompt answer came, “Absolutely, our Lord is getting married!”

“Shiva is getting married? To whom?” Suddenly the excitement would double.

“To the noble Dakshayani, Sati! Princess of untold beauty, lady of incomparable virtue.”

“Oh! Can we join in?” they would ask.

“Yes, of course! It is an open invite, and Raja Daksha’s abundance has no limits. Come, join the party!” the ganas would say.

And so it swelled; the marching party to Daksha’s palace was reminiscent of the world coming into being, expanding, and moving joyously along a pre-destined path.

~ SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.

SHIVA MAHAKAAL, THE ARRIVAL OF TIME

 

One day, She asked Shiva,“When are we going to wed?”
“Whenever you wish,” He replied. “Today?”
“Haha! Not today my Lord!” Sati laughed.“You must ask my father to give me away as a bride to you, and then he would be arranging the most fabulous celebrations, which is his style and his prerogative.”
“Yes. A fabulous celebration of your marriage is his prerogative, also,” Shiva smiled. “I will ask him for your hand very soon.”

He went the very next day. Unlike all the others, Shiva did not ever wait for a different phase of the moon to signal Him His beginnings. He went by His own instinct and emotion, and this time it was overwhelming.
It was a sunny morning, and Shiva was feeling good. He readied Nandi for a ride to Daksha’s palace.
Nandi himself was in a hurry and charged in true bull fashion to their collective destiny. Together, they made a momentous sight: the Rider and the Ride. Raising merry dust with their hooves, every moment relegated to the past. It was like the perfect symbolism of the ride of time itself, as they rushed forward to embrace the future.
And soon, they reached the outskirts of Daksha’s kingdom. Nandi’s furious run was still heavy with the vigour of purpose, still robust with the virility of expectation. Women plowing their rice fields looked up to see this unstoppable creature heralding his master just past their midst. They were here one moment, and off the fields in the next. But the impression would be a life-lasting one; the farmer women knew it was not just a rider that was being heralded, but a whole new time itself had arrived.
~ From  :SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.