Guiding Light of The Month

Like a flame that burns in silence, like a perfume that rises straight upward without wavering, my love goes to Thee; and like the child who does not reason and has no care, I trust myself to Thee that Thy Will may be done, that Thy Light may manifest, Thy Peace radiate, Thy Love cover the world. - The Mother

Changing frames

In ceaseless motion round the purple rim
Day after day sped by like coloured spokes,
And through a glamour of shifting hues of air
The seasons drew in linked significant dance
The symbol pageant of the changing year.
(Savitri, Book four, Canto 1)

It is an art to learn to embrace change. In our lives, work and also within ourselves. Sometimes it is like a gentle soft turn as a flowing smooth river; sometimes it is a tornado that moves us to the other side. A smile welcomes this change and a trust makes the change always for good. When we live with awareness, we notice that it is the inner change that brings forth the outer change.

The varying frames of the planet as it sings along with the happy sun are marks of change, beautiful lessons nature gives us. In our mostly monotonous lives, the changing seasons bring a fresh thought in our mind each time. We look forward to spring when it is winter, to monsoon when it is summer. And for most part of the earth, it is summer waves that are blowing now!  

Yummy mangoes adorn the stalls and we delight at the sight of fresh coconut water. Fans swing to breeze off the heat entering through windows. We find a few exclaiming, ‘oh! The Sun is too hot!! Just touch my head – it is burning’ as they walk on the roads. This reminds me of a chapter in the book “Stories told by the Mother Part -1” where she talks about a group of French people who learnt to make friendship with the sun instead of grumbling about its fierceness during summer. 

We find children moving around with a happy glee in their eyes. It is their mid – year break! Exams are over and they are out into the gardens running around and catching each other. It is beautiful to watch a group of kids splashing in a pool of water unmindful of the scorching sun. And rarely, there is a welcome song, a short rainfall stroking the dry earth with a fragrant touch. This rainfall happens without much cloud, along with the shining sun. There will be a yellow light present during the shower and usually at homes, a cheerful phrase comes by at this time – ‘the crow and sparrow are getting married!!’  

There is a place where indeed the prince of the sky makes friendship with the people. It is a small town with ringing cycle bells and waves of ocean musically splashing on the black stones. A place where the majestic sun does the most sacred work of stroking a radiant diamond. It spreads from there, as a treasure, deep into all our hearts.

-          Sandhya

·         Stories told by The Mother – Part 1. Chapter – Friendship with the Sun.

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