Happy Holi to all Shiv bhakts 🔱

 

Happy Holi to all Shiv bhakts

~ Shail Gulhati: Shiva and Mysticism.

RUDRA

 

Eko hi rudro na dvitīyāya tasthe ya imāṃl lokān īśata īśanībhiḥ /
pratyaṅ janās tiṣṭhati saṃcukocāntakāle saṃsṛjya viśvā bhuvanāni gopāḥ
There is only one,
RUDRA!
No second one,
Ruling all ,with powers great
He sustains too each from within,
And in the end He stands alone,
taking them all back in.

~ Svetasvattara Upanishad

His mind raced back to the time when Brahma first lovingly called Him, “Rudra, my son.”

He had a tremendous ability to remember most things from the past; an ability, which could not be termed simplistically as a gift. Sometimes it brought up wreckage from a timeless sea, which was unrelatable, if not downright unpleasant. True, He was now called Shiva the Auspicious, but He could remember things that were not Shubha, auspicious, as the name suggested. Long ago He was called Rudra the terrible. Rudra, who destroys the world.
People were so scared of Him that the elders and Medicine men of all tribes learnt only a prayer of fear.
Rudra had a unique propitiation: One of absence. While all other Gods were invoked for a visit, He was actually prayed to stay away. It was only with the passage of time that He evolved into His present persona of a well-loved and hugely admired Shiva. But then, talking about the Timeless Sea, Shiva remembered Himself even before He was Rudra. It was aeons ago, but He remembered it vividly; it remained freshly etched in His memory, as if the birth of Rudra had happened only a little while back.

~ From
SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.

SHIVA PARVATI FIRST MEETING

 

SHIVA PARVATI FIRST MEETING

“My Lord, King Himavat has come to visit you,” Nandi announced Himavat’s arrival.

“Yes, King Himavat, please go ahead,” said Shiva

“My Lord, my daughter…Parvati.”

“Yes?”

“She wants to meet you, my Lord.”

“Whatever would She want to see me for? You know I don’t meet anyone. And a girl on top of that… how…” Shiva was reticent.

“My Lord, for my sake,” said Himavat, folding his hands into a namaskar.

~ SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller. Part 2

SHIVA, MAHADEVA-HE WHO CONSUMES EVEN POISON FOR THE WELFARE OF ALL

 

One story from Shiva's life never fails to amaze me. It was at the time of the Samudra manthan- An attempt to churn the Ocean and literally milk its waters for great celestial gifts, to be topped by attaining Amrita, a nectar of the gods which guaranteed immortality.This was one time in cosmic history when the timeless rivals devatas and danavas teamed up to undertake the task jointly; the desire of every being to live on endlessly, got them together.

But just before the Amrita was to surface, there was a tremendous oozing out of Halahal Visha, a deadly poison. Quite like the modern oil spills that we get to see today caused by big commercial ships, endangering the lives of the Ocean creatures. And therefore, in accordance with the laws of the sea, this deadly spill had to be cleared first.

Now this was a huge problem, the devatas and danavas shuddered at the thought of death when they had actually come for immortality! No one wanted to consume their portion.
Shiva stepped forward and drank up the Visha.
All of it.

This is how much He cared for all beings. It is a different story that the devatas decamped with all the Amrita, cheating the danavas out of their share- leading to a cosmic conflict that persists till today. Perhaps Shakti (Mother Nature ) is nearer now to resolve this in Her own way, but regardless of what happens, the pure intent of Shiva should remain etched in the soul of both teams, don't you think ?
Aum Namah Shivaye.

~ Shail Gulhati is a Shaivite author based in Jammu, India.
He has written the following books:
SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.
The Yogi and the snake
Shiva Poetry
NAAM ROOP- A Tribute to the Divine
And Life Said.

Teri Talaash mein Bhole, Nikle hum Holeh Holeh.

 

Teri Talaash mein Bhole,
Nikle hum Holeh Holeh
Darshan deeje Nath
jeevan bhar ho Tumhaara saath
In search of you My Sweet Lord
slowly we sojourned
Show us your magnificent Self.

Dear God,
Some, have renounced all things, leaving their comforts, homes,and the very world behind in installments.
Others covered themselves layer by layer with your symbols.
The effort has been the same :
To catch a glimpse of their timeless captain,Shiva.
Somewhere, the soul has always missed a link; known a gnawing absence.
Somewhere, they carry on with the faith that one day, you will fill it all into meaning, with an unwavering presence, forever more.
tell us you are here, with us forevermore.

Shail Gulhati is the author of of the book :Shiva Poetry
Shiva poetry is a collection of poems to Shiva .
Devotion and mysticism are an ancient inheritance of Hindu sages. Over centuries, these have found their expression in poetry. The deepest reverence has been expressed in verses from the time of The Ramayana. In a set of 51 poems, Shailendra,who is himself a Shaivite mystic from India, gives us a magical peep into the enigma that Is Shiva.
Shiva the dancer, Shiva the poet, Shiva the drummer, Shiva the Timeless rider, Shiva The mountain chief, Shiva-The down to earth God, Shiva the Destroyer, and Shiva it is, who is the creator.
Shiva poetry encapsulates these wonderful timeless, and indeed ,paradoxical attributes of the beloved God. For more poems of Bhakti to Lord Shiva, download Shiva poetry

Double strength 🔱

 

Double strength

~ Shail Gulhati: Shiva and Mysticism.

Shiva Moon

 

At last it happened
you
who elicit a thousand sighs
...across timeless sands, resounding seas
silent mountains and whispering trees
thousands pouring out a longing heart
just knowing a beloved echoes the same
this enigma of a pleasure mingled in pain
just
looking at you
is reminiscent of being ONE,
so the question is:
who were you mooning over,moon
is the beloved so near
it must be true
you bend
to give a forehead kiss.

( Written on the day of the supermoon 2 days ago.
Shiva, the mountain God ,wears a moon as adornment on his forehead or matty locks.The waxing and waning of the moon, which in itself is always full, is just a veil. just as our Self is always luminous and prisitine, and full. While the moon enchantingly locks itself in shiva's matty hair ,so too the Self projects crescents of ascent and descent involution and evolution.Shiva wearing the moon as adornment is an esoteric symbol of one who knows the self timelessly.)

`Shail Gulhati is the author of
SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller. The Yogi and the snake Shiva Poetry NAAM ROOP- A Tribute to the Divine
And Life Said.