I find myself in this ocean of life.
The rising waves splash on my face.
The water has now come up to my chest.
The water has now come up to my neck.
What will I do if the water
rises up to my head?
Listen to my cry for help,
Kudala-sangama-deva, Shiva.
What can I do! What can I do!
— Basavanna
InsightEarning, achieving, helping, falling in love — these are the pleasant waves. Expecting from others love, recognition, gratitude and, the disappointment, when these expectations fail — these heartburns are the chest-high waves. The resultant frustrations, anger, jealousy, loss of self-esteem — these are neck-deep waves. Being torn between likes and dislikes, wants and avoidance, irresolvable conflicts — these are the waves which threaten to drown me. So I pray to Shiva. FocusWhen things are in my control, I am in command, Shiva is nowhere in the picture. As things get out of hand, I crumble. As I go down, as I give up, as all struggles cease, there is stillness. In this silence Shiva rises. |
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