Nothing Day 5: Nothing to Prove

 Day 5: Nothing to Prove 

"I am not perfect. I stumble, but there is grace in it."

~ Sudhir Singh

Let this be clear to all — nothing is clear here except the Sakshi (the Witness / a silent watcher). I am quite ordinary. But the 'I' I am talking about is not I, not anyone who has a human body or a mind. This 'I' is just a witness. Quiet, indifferent, watching, and yet remains the most affected. It absorbs everything. It is not the mind you see every day. It is our shadow -- a shadow beyond comprehension.

It says, "Witness me, else you will remain weak and in control."

Carl Jung said, "Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate."

Whatever is happening with you, it is not because of fate, but because of your deepest fear called the hell inside you. This seems like nothing, but that nothing controls everything, including your best moments and your worst decisions, leading you towards dreadful situations.

Nothing sits beside me and says, "You have no fear left -- to be zero, to be inefficient, to be a fool."

Yes, I am.

Ashutosh smiles, "Like father, like son."

(Nothing Series: Visuals by Meta AI)

Wisdom is the jewellery, language is just the case

The biggest stupidity of Indians is that we consider language skills equal to intelligence, and sometimes more than intelligence.

To me, ideas and wisdom are more important than language. That is why people do PhDs on Kabir Das and Surdas, but not on Panini — the ancient grammarian and linguist of Sanskrit. Most of you may not have even heard of him, yet you all know Kabir and Surdas.

Wisdom and intellect are the jewellery; language is just the beautiful case that presents it in order. 

Kabir and Surdas are popular even though they used imperfect language - because the jewellery was real.

And this is one of the reasons why our students can't learn English properly. Deep down, they are afraid of being mocked, and they dare not speak or write.

NOTHING — Day 4

NOTHING 

Day 4: What if You are God playing to be human?

Have you ever thought about it? 

Not as a thought but as a possibility.

What if you are God, playing to be human?

This thinking is different. It does not start with the world. It starts with one question:

Who am I?

Gyan Yoga is all about finding the answer to this question. And this very question is the key.

See within. Just see.

Is there anything? Any thought? Just hold its string. Let it be there. Don't fight it. Don't fix it. Just see it.

That thought is coming out of the Self within. You are not the thought. You are the one who is seeing it.

And then comes Albert Einstein's quote — "God does not play dice."

Nothing is random. Everything is there. Every possibility exists. Perhaps you too exist in your topmost version, already.

Then the mind asks, "If everything is fixed, where is free will?"

I feel that there is free will.

Though everything is fixed, therefore every possibility does exist, there is still free will. The freedom to choose which version you align with. The freedom to witness.

But then why do we make mistakes?

Becuz...

There is grace in our failing.

In Age of Ultron, Vision said it to Ultron. And in VisionQuest, eleven years later, Ultron finally says it himself. He finally understood.

We make mistakes because the mistake itself is grace. The failing is not the opposite of perfection. It is the way perfection remembers itself.

If you were already perfect, how would you know?

So God plays to be human. Forgets himself. Fails. And in that failing, remembers who s/he is.

That is Gyan Yoga.

Just see. Just be.

Nothing

(Nothing Series: Visuals by Meta AI)

Nothing -- Shiva, the Witness (Day 3)

"Truth is naked. That's why no one dares to accept it, except those who become childlike."

~ Sudhir Singh

Day 3 - Shiva, the Witness

Nachiketa saw a strange dream today. He was walking in an empty place. There was no crowd. Deep inside, he was experiencing the vastness of the Shiv and Shakti. There was a perfect balance -- both inside and outside.

Then he saw himself naked. He found some clothes to cover his upper body. After a short period of time, he saw some people. He felt anxious, walking around, trying to find a safe place to hide. And suddenly, he found a towel to cover himself.

Thereafter, he saw an open prayer ground, looking for his own space — the same one he had seen yesterday.

Then he sat down. And he saw 'Nothing' sitting beside him.

Nothing smiled and said, "Relax. You have removed all the layers."

"I saw Nachiketa sitting quietly and just witnessing the crowd from a distance," Ashutosh said.

Nothing smiled again and said to Nachiketa, "Like father, like son."

First Thou Shall Know Thee

First thou shall know thee

Let thy mind be then free

First thou shall know thee

See the sky is free

And so is ye

First thou shall know thee

Deep inside thou art already free

But first thou shall know thee

Every coin has two sides

No need to divide

No need to fight

Inside thee 

First thou shall know thee

Those who seek 

They shall definitely find

It will happen anytime

Just feel free

But first thou shall know thee

Divinity dies

Is a fool's paradise

Ye are who ye ought to be

First thou shall know thee

First thou shall know thee

(Visuals by Meta AI)

Nothing: Day 2

The Void says, "You see? You have been changed. You are no longer running away from life. You are confronting everything, facing it with a quiet strength just like your inner space, vast and unshakeable -- trying to find where to sit."

~ The Void in me 

Nothing Day 2

Last night, Nothing visited me again, but this time it came in four different disguises.

First, it came as a shadow in the house.

There were no lights. The house I was supposed to protect was full of people I loved, and something kept circling around it. I fought. I closed every door I could find. But the real horror began not when I saw it, but when I couldn't see it anymore. When the house became completely dark and I had no idea which corner it would emerge from. I understood then - we are never afraid of what we see. We are afraid of what we cannot see.

Second, it came as a prayer hall.

I went to a place where everyone had a mat, everyone had a place to sit. I kept walking between rows, looking for my name, looking for my corner. Everyone was praying, but I was still searching for where to sit. Maybe belonging is not about entering the right hall. Maybe it is about finding the right space inside it.

Third, it came as an old workplace. The place, I'd started my career.

The corridors were familiar. Someone I once respected said, "You have everything here. Why would you ever leave?" The building was bigger, brighter, and had everything I once dreamed of. And yet, I found myself using my own light to write, my own resources to exist there. I realized, a place can give you facilities and still not give you freedom.

Fourth, it came as a bus full of strangers.

The bus left. I thought I had missed it. Then it came back, with an old voice from the front seat saying, "Come, there is still a seat for you." In a journey full of unknown passengers, sometimes you just need one familiar voice to tell you that you still belong.

I woke up and Nothing was sitting beside me. It said, "You see? You have been changed. You are not running away from life. You are facing everything and trying to find where to sit."

Nothing is there. It is there at the bottom of my heart, telling me that in any case, there will be one thing no one can take away from you — your Self. The space where dreams are projected and vanish, no matter if they are good, bad, or horrible. You are still there, quiet and unshakeable, sitting with Nothing for you are Nothing.

The Blackboard and The Chalk

I say consciousness is neither good nor bad. It just is.

Then I say, we are conditioned to be frightened. Women have been conditioned for decades to be fearful, to be an Aunt Jennifer.

You may say, "You contradict yourself. 

Earlier you said no one is good or bad."

They don't listen.

They pick words, not comprehension.

Osho once said - if you write with white chalk on a black board, you can see it. If you write with black chalk on a black board, you cannot. The board remains the same. The chalk changes.

Consciousness is the board. 

Neither good nor bad.

Conditioning is the chalk. It writes fear on us. It writes good and bad on us.

To go beyond good and bad is not to deny the writing. It is to see that you are the board, not the writing.

And to unlearn is to wipe the board clean.

People don't want to wipe. They want to argue about the colour of the chalk.

And this is the only problem...