The Four Wives

There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.

He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He’s very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.

He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant’s confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.

Now, the merchant’s 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.

One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, “Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I’ll be alone. How lonely I’ll be!”

Thus, he asked the 4th wife, “I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?” “No way!” replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.
The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant’s heart.

The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, “I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?” “No!” replied the 3rd wife. “Life is so good over here! I’m going to remarry when you die!” The merchant’s heart sank and turned cold.

He then asked the 2nd wife, “I always turned to you for help and you’ve always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?” “I’m sorry, I can’t help you out this time!” replied the 2nd wife. “At the very most, I can only send you to your grave.” The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.

Then a voice called out: Continue reading “The Four Wives”

A Story from Gandhiji’s Life-5

This incident occurred in Noakhali. After the Hindu-Muslim riots Gandhiji toured the area on foot to reassure and comfort the people. He would set off from a village soon after dawn and arrive at the next village after sunset. On arrival he would first attend to his work then he would take a bath.

Gandhiji used a rough stone to clean his feet. Miraben had given this stone to him many years ago and Gandhiji had kept it carefully ever since. He took it with him everywhere.

One evening after they had arrived at a village and Manu was getting Gandhiji’s bath ready, she noticed that the stone was missing. She looked everywhere but could not find it. Continue reading “A Story from Gandhiji’s Life-5”

Bhramari Devi

The story of Bhramari Devi is one of the very popular folklore from the Indian Mythological fables that children in India love to listen to. The ‘Bhramari’ word signifies the ‘Bees’. Shri Mataji once enlightened us speaking on the subject of Centre Heart. She said that the Central Heart Chakra possessed twelve petals and is supposed to be the protector as it helps build the antibodies to fight in human. Shri Mataji revealed that it is in this Chakra that Bhramari Devi resides which emits the droning notes of ‘Bees’ termed as ‘Bhramaran’ as it throbs. It protects us from external attacks of negativities like bacteria or Virus, etc. It is very prominently felt up to the age of Twelve years in human. It takes the Form of Jagadamba and Durga to protect us all the time and gives the element of confidence and sense of security.

The quotes from Devi Mahatmyam extract say ……“At the time when a great Asura called Aruna will trouble all the three worlds, I will take the form of a swarm of black bees, for protecting the three worlds. Then I will kill that great Asura, and the people of all the world will praise me as Bhramari.”

The myth behind this Bhramari (meaning of ‘Bees’ in Devnagri) is very interesting as accepted as a children fable in India.

It is believed once there lived an asura called Arun. He had always been fighting against Gods and wanted to establish his kingdom driving out the Gods. Thus one day he went to a solitary place in order to practice terrible austerities. Arunasura stood on one leg and did penance for hundreds and thousands of years chanting the sacred Mantras incessantly, to please and obtain a boon from Lord Brahma. Pleased with such devotion Lord Brahma appeared before him and asked, “O, Arunasura what boon do you seek? The intelligent Daitya Arunasura immediately asked for the boon of immortality from Lord Brahma. Listening to this impossible thing, Lord Brahma gently explained to him: “O Best of the Danavas, even Shri Brahma, Shri Vishnu, and Lord Maheshwara (the Trinity) are not immune from the limitations of death, let alone others. Ask for something reasonable and possible.” Then Aruna said with devotion: “O Brahma Deva, if you are unwilling to grant me immortality then grant me such a boon that my death shall not be caused by any war or by any arms or by any weapons. My death should not be brought about by any man or any woman, by any biped or any quadruped, or any combination of these. Also please grant me an army large enough that I can conquer the Devas.” Hearing the words of the Daitya, Lord Brahma said: “Let it be so”, (Tathastu)!”

Having received the boon, Arunasura called on all the other Daityas that lived in the neighborhood regions, and commanded them to attack the Devas. Arunasura straightway set forth for the heavens (swargalok) and yelled harshly, “Come out, Indra and all the Devtas, if you at all dare to fight me”. Meanwhile Indra exclaimed, “This Arunasura has obtained a boon from Lord Brahma, so we cannot defeat him easily”. All the strategies to combat the attack failed .The Devas gathered together to decide how to defeat their enemy, but meanwhile, Aruna, surrounded by his army, invaded the Heavens, and through the power of his Tapas, assumed various forms and seized the rights and possessions of the Devas to dislodged them from their stations. The devtas thought it would be wiser to escape unnoticed than to face humiliation of defeat from this horrible Rakshasa and all went to seek advice from Lord Shiva from Kailasha. Thus Arunasura effortlessly entered Indra’s kingdom to find an empty city seeing all the Devtas had left. He summoned his fellow daityas angrily and ordered them to bring the wives of the Devtas immediately. He yelled saying, “I shall test their endurance and devotion to their husbands who are nothing but cowards as they have fled away before facing the battle”. The Devis (the wives of the Devtas) were brought before Arunasura. In utter fear they closed their eyes and prayed to Parmeshwari Devi (Shri AdiShakti) to save them from this horrible asura.
Parmeshwari Devi transformed Herself into a large bee and with a swarm of bees which emerged out from Her form surrounded the wives of Devtas as the Devi and sent out innumerable lines of black bees, which joined with those emerging from Her hands, covering the whole earth. The sky was completely overcast with the swarm of bees, and the earth was cast into darkness. The sky, mountain peaks, trees, forests, all became filled with bees and the spectacle presented a terrific sight. Continue reading “Bhramari Devi”

Games for Sahaja Meditation

Here are some ideas/suggestions about children. (Some of this has been tried and done with children, some are new ideas or suggestions.)

– We can make up a game with the mind being like a naughty monkey jumping from place to place, and that we want the monkey to be good and to sit still, and bring him to being quiet above Sahasrara.

– We can sing lively bhajans, they enjoy very much, short bhajans like Ganesha Ganesha, Jay Hanumana, Kundalini Kundalini.

– Another thing my daughter likes (age 8 now) is to be told stories of deities, and question and answer sessions where one elder first tells (or reads) a story of a deity, and then asks questions out of that story, and a few children//grown ups/sahaja yogis try to answer. It is fun that few people compete with each other to try to remember which chakra is on which finger, etc. A small competition as such can be a fun game, and they get to learn as a result. But you should try to
make sure that they win at least as much as the elders win.(.!..)

– They can have a black and white chakra chart and colour each chakra.

– The bandhan can be resembled to a rainbow, and while taking bandhan they can imagine that they are drawing the rainbow.

– If you actually ask how they feel during the meditation you will notice that they are much more aware of meditation than we grown-ups are.

– Meditating with children throws more light on our state, as they are purer, they feel vibrations more clearcut, and if we grown-ups have a problem in our subtle system they may directly feel it. It is a nice experience.

Good luck and best wishes,

Bilge