<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:26:51.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - A Spiritual Odyssey</title><subtitle type='html'>A journey made 
By one self, For one self, within One Self....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-114498591618647908</id><published>2006-04-13T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T09:48:24.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/SriGanesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/SriGanesh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auspicious Beginnings......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Happy Tamil New Year &amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Happy Vishu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;to all those celebrating new beginnings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For the musically inclined, I have set up a seperate audioblog at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://singingspirit.castpost.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Singing Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. Guess, this is my new beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Invoking Lord Ganesha on this auspicious day, here is a new recording of &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sri Ganesha Pancharatnam.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Please read thro the shlokam and the translation before and while listening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GANESHA PANCHARATNAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Mudakaraatha Modakam Sada Vimukti Saadhakam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Kalaadharaavatamsakam Vilasiloka Rakshakam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Anaaya Kaika Naayakam Vinasitebha Daityakam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Nataasubhasu Naashakam Namaami Tham Vinaayakam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meaning: I prostrate before Lord Vinaayaka who joyously holds modaka in His hand, who bestows salvation, who wears the moon as a crown in His head, who is the sole leader of those who lose themselves in the world. The leader of the leaderless who destroyed the elephant demon called Gajaasura and who quickly destroys the sins of those who bow down to Him, I worship such a Lord Ganesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Natetaraati Bheekaram Navoditaarka Bhaasvaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Namat Suraari Nirjanam Nataadhi Kaapa Duddharam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Suresvaram Nidheesvaram Gajesvaram Ganeshvaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Mahesvaram Samaasraye Paraatparam Nirantaram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meaning: I meditate eternally on Him, the Lord of the Ganas, who is frightening to those not devoted, who shines like the morning sun, to whom all the Gods and demons bow, who removes the great distress of His devotees and who is the best among the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Samasta Loka Samkaram Nirasta Daitya Kunjaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Daredarodaram Varam Vare Bhavaktra Maksharam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Krupaakaram Kshamaakaram Mudaakaram Yasaskaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Manaskaram Namaskrutaam Namaskaromi Bhaasvaram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meaning: I bow down with my whole mind to the shining Ganapati who brings happiness to all the worlds, who destroyed the demon Gajasura, who has a big belly, beautiful elephant face, who is immortal, who gives mercy, forgiveness and happiness to those who bow to Him and who bestows fame and a well disposed mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Akimchanaarti Marjanam Chirantanokti Bhaajanam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Puraari Poorva Nandanam Suraari Garva Charvanam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Prapancha Naasha Bheeshanam Dhananjayaadi Bhushanam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Kapola Daana Vaaranam Bhajaey Puraana Vaaranam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meaning: I worship the ancient elephant God who destroys the pains of the poor, who is the abode of Aum, who is the first son of Lord Shiva (Shiva who is the destroyer of triple cities), who destroys the pride of the enemies of the Gods, who is frightening to look at during the time of world's destruction, who is fierce like an elephant in rut and who wears Dhananjaya and other serpents as his ornaments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Nitaantikaanta Dantakaanti Mantakaanta Kaatmajam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Achintya Rupa Mantaheena Mantaraaya Krintanam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hrudantarey Nirantaram Vasantameva Yoginam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tameka Danta Meva Tam Vichintayaami Santatam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meaning: I constantly reflect upon that single tusked God only, whose lustrous tusk is very beautiful, who is the son of Lord Shiva, (Shiva, the God of destruction), whose form is immortal and unknowable, who tears asunder all obstacles, and who dwells forever in the hearts of the Yogis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Mahaaganesa Pancharatnam Aadarena Yonvaham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Prajapati Prabhaatake Hrudi Smaran Ganesvaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Arogatham Adoshataam Susaahitim Suputrataam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Samaahitaayu Rastabhootim Abhyupaiti Sochiraat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meaning: He who recites this every morning with devotion, these five gems about Lord Ganapati and who remembers in his heart the great Ganesha, will soon be endowed with a healthy life free of blemishes, will attain learning, noble sons, a long life that is calm and pleasant and will be endowed with spiritual and material prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sri Ganesha Pancharatnam (originally sung by KS Chitra, currently sung by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.castpost.com/Lib/playm1.php?filename=SriGanesha.mp3&amp;amp;url=http://singingspirit.castpost.com/" frameborder="0" width="250" scrolling="no" height="40"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.castpost.com"&gt;Castpost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-114498591618647908?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/114498591618647908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=114498591618647908&amp;isPopup=true' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/114498591618647908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/114498591618647908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/04/auspicious-beginnings.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-114485698358447392</id><published>2006-04-12T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T11:53:40.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/radhakrishna..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/radhakrishna..0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/radhakrishna..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musically yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am back from the much needed break and the self imposed exercise in detachment from blogging. Thanks to all who popped in and checked in on me. It was a pleasure to go back to being the "silent reader" that I was before. There were and still are, too many things that demand my attention. However, I have also come to realize that blogging does provide a lot of welcome relief from the mundane monotony of life and its thousand routines. So, I am back but, with a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My musical self wants to awaken from its long hibernation... So, here is a  song  dedicated to all the wonderful bhakthas of Sri Krishna, out there in this wide world, including myself...This was originally sung by the one and only Lata Mangeshkar and is one of my absolute favourite ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.castpost.com/Lib/playm1.php?filename=BoleRadha.mp3&amp;amp;url=http://singingspirit.castpost.com/" frameborder="0" width="250" scrolling="no" height="40"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.castpost.com"&gt;Castpost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-114485698358447392?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/114485698358447392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=114485698358447392&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/114485698358447392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/114485698358447392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/04/musically-yours-i-am-back-from-much_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113933529265244607</id><published>2006-02-07T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:01:32.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye.....for now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My world demands more of my attention  now. So, I am not sure if I can blog as actively as before. I will still remain  a regular reader of all the blogs that I visit .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;          So, keep your spirits up and most importantly, keep your balance at the center of your being where all your Gurus and  Gods reside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the company...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Radhika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113933529265244607?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113933529265244607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113933529265244607&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113933529265244607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113933529265244607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/02/goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113899179938764872</id><published>2006-02-03T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T14:38:21.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/sunburst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/sunburst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The story of a sinner.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I would like to share one of many pearls of wisdom from Bhagavan's life, in my own words....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Once, a distraught man arrived at Ramanashramam and broke down at the feet of Bhagavan. "I have sinned, Bhagavan, I am a sinner, there is no hope for me, What shall I do?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In his usual style, Bhagavan replied "Its the thought that "I have sinned" that has a powerful hold on you. Ask for whom the thought arises and you will be fine ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The man was not satisfied with Bhagavan's answer and said "No, that does not work, Please help me, somehow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At which, Bhagavan replied "Ok, Have you done anything good in this life, ?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The man replied in the affirmative and Bhagavan said " Then, surrender all your good deeds to me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Man : "They are all yours, Bhagavan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then, Bhagavan replied "Now, give me all your sins". The man was aghast and said "Bhagavan , you have no idea what you are asking. I dont want to burden you with my sins. They are too many. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bhagavan : "Surrender both or else you can go your own way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The man agreed and let go .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A strange peace descended on his grief stricken face and he went away, never to be seen or heard from again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113899179938764872?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113899179938764872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113899179938764872&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113899179938764872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113899179938764872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/02/story-of-sinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113865170976443955</id><published>2006-01-30T13:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:28:01.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/BHAGAVAN.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/200/BHAGAVAN.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Guru Ramana- Divine Life within....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Silence engulfs my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When i think of Him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;excluding all else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I am going to embark on the challenging task of putting into words my own unique relationship with The Guru I have never met in my whole life. Yet, He was instrumental in changing my whole life and how I perceived it till then. I am not going into the personal details of how I was led to that "moment of surrender", when I was ready to let go everything to Let God in.. On hindsight, it was a partial surrender as my ego was still actively ruling my life even after that. I believe partial leads to complete surrender eventually and I wait eagerly for the day when His grace shall descend fully upon me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I had read about &lt;a href="http://www.ramana-maharshi.org/news_self_enquiry.htm"&gt;Bhagavan Ramana Maharishi &lt;/a&gt;in my teenage years in one of the Amar Chitra comic books. Two things stayed in my mind from that read, The Death Experience which established Him firmly in The Self and the bright comet which blazed a path across the sky when he attained Mahasamadhi. The rest all faded away with the passage of time and I never gave a second thought to Him afterwards. After marraige, my mother brought His photo during one of her visits and still there was no impact, whatsoever. Finally, when life " of my own making" pushed me into a corner and the moment of "letting go" arrived, I did and a whole new sense of being awakened within me. All that I took seriously before, became absolutely trivial and I had a completely new outlook on life. I have always been an extremely sensitive individual, and that part of my personality started dropping away and still is, although I still have a long way to go before I attain "samadrushti"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I remember very clearly, that day, it was raining outside my balcony door and I just stood facing the rain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and praying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and surrendering it all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.. Immediately, the wind carried a few drops of falling rain and showered it on me at the exact same moment and I strangely felt purified and light inside my heart. My burdens had dropped for those few incredible moments... I sensed that a new chapter was beginning in my life and it was proved right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;A new interest in reading about the lives of saints and sages awoke in me and I strongly pursued it as it was filling me with a strange peace of mind which I had never experienced before..I read about all the great souls who walked this Earth and about Ramana Maharishi, but did not stick to anyone or even to Him. I did this for a long period of time and just enjoyed the divine experience that reading was giving me. Here were great examples of how life should be lived which deeply impacted me. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After going around in a full circle, I came back to Ramana Maharishi and kept His photo in my puja corner. Something led me to read about His life in more detail and I started in full swing. Every aspect of Him and His earthly life appealed to me in the most profound way and I got deeper and deeper into His teachings. I started buying His books by the dozens and it strangely filled my own unique thirst of knowlege. I felt that He was the Perfect One for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I was going thro the reading and digesting of all the information phase as I was not yet ready to get into the "sadhana" aspect of it. Thereafter, I had an incredibly "real" dream which affected me profondly. The inner change started taking place. I started digging into my own "personality " to find out why exactly I was so unhappy inspite of having all and I found the answer. I was led to the answer in the form of my own 'Ego" which was causing all this confusion. I started practising towards negating it and still am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;All my life, I was afraid of being "my human self". I had my share of weaknesses and strengths, but I was subduing the good in me and encouraging the bad, just so that I could survive in a tough world. Anger was swallowing everything else. I started rediscovering my "humanness" first by accepting myself for who I am and most of all forgiving myself for who I was.. I didnt want to live in the past anymore. Only when self forgiving happened, did I start forgiving all around me. Only with self- acceptance was I was able to accept everyone else, no matter how different they are from me. I understood what exactly makes us unique from each other and what is the "constant" among us all. My little self started reaching out for The Ultimate Self behind all. It was incredibly freeing to be able to forgive and forget myself and everyone...It felt nice to be selflessly nice to people without wondering if they would have me for dinner because of my "niceness"..After all, all my puny efforts counted for something with Ramana, if not for the world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;As for his actual teaching of discovering "Who am I", I am starting to practise that. It comes about automatically during meditation, with no effort on my part.. Initally it was not so and I could not relate to the teaching all that much. But now I am gaining a better understanding of what He was trying to show us. As for my personality, I am becoming a better person in respecting the life given to me and to others to reach this state of oneness. The negative aspects still raise their heads, but they dont have absolute control anymore. I can get over them sooner and in the end forgive myself for indulging in them, apologize to those who were affected and move on with Life...&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;However, I made sure never to repeat them again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I still am discovering a lot about myself, the world that I inhabit and what my ultimate purpose is. He is helping me at every step, by giving me wings and letting me fly without holding me back to His way. After all, he never initiated anyone to be His disciple. His own Guru was the Holy Hill Arunachala which is believed to the actual manifestation of Lord Shiva. He would speak and advise everyone based on their own levels and needs and would never force others to Be like Him. He stood for "absolute and real freedom" in life. He treated all beings, be they man, animal, birds or beasts in the same way and encouraged others to do so too. He lived the most natural life in human form possible and the most humble. There is no rigorous "outer" sadhana required, no organization to join, no philosophies to get attached to, no people to get attached to,no "running away" from the world ,nothing.. Ramana constantly encouraged his followers to be detached from Him and seek Him within their own self or "inner guru". When they grieved over his sickness he said "why do you grieve? Where am I going? I am right here" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Just like he said, everything happens within my self while normal life and its varied responsiblities go on as it always has.....Noone has been affected in any way from all of this except my own little self....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I have always experienced the fact that my own inner peace on any day translates to a peaceful existence for all around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My life's little miracle has been that my son was born under the same star and month as Bhagavan Ramana Maharishi. Punarvasu nakshtra in the month of Margazhi. I found Him two years after my own son was born. I had no idea about it until my mother realized it was so. So we celebrate both bdays together. I dont know what to think of it... so I don't think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am happy that I was able to find my own way to Guru Ramana just like how He found His in Arunachala....... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarvam Sri RamanArpaNamastu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113865170976443955?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113865170976443955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113865170976443955&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113865170976443955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113865170976443955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/guru-ramana-divine-life-within.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113857730630058806</id><published>2006-01-29T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T13:39:21.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/ant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/ant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Of Ants, Humans and God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;On a totally spontaneously crazy moment, I shall go "down to earth" to crawl like an ant, walk like a human and try to Be God, all at the same time.. I think it is called "Pratipaksha bhavana" in Sanskrit. I am going on the premise that all 3 are real and hope they dont take offense....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Ant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Does not call itself an ant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Has strong instincts about survival and the role it has to play in its short life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Mother Nature's own and fully under Her control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Does not feel the need to control any other being beyond eating for survival. Goes along with the plan of Mother Nature perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Does not care about a world bigger than its own anthill or the nooks and cranies of our homes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Possesses some degree of intelligence which is perfect for its own survival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Does not care much whether there is a God or not. On second thoughts, maybe God does manifest in ant form to teach them a thing or two about ant life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Killed by the hundreds in a mere instant by bigger life forms and Mother Nature herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Just lives it life by surviving the best it can and dies.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;A perfect example of how to work and live harmoniously with its own kind and with its God, Mother Nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;This should suffice as I am no expert on ants and I dont remember being one, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Now for the fun part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Calls himself a man/woman/child and obsessed with naming everything he sees before him, including ants, giving them not one, but many colourful sounding ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Is possessed of higher intelligence in the form of a mind and prides himself over it....possessed of an equally powerful Ego as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Has to define, analyse and dissect every other life form on this earth and find out what makes them tick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Digs into the past and has to find out how everything started and where everything is heading..Is he going to end up like the dinosaurs, someday maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Considers himself the guardian of this world and plans and executes on how the world should serve him at any point in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Also considers himself representative of Mother Nature and tries to lord over Her and all her other creations, in the name of helping them to survive....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Is trying to reach out to the rest of the cosmos as well to find out what makes the universe tick and whether the chicken or the egg came first or both.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Does/does not believe in a Higher form of intelligence or God or His Hand in the creation of the cosmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;However, willing to believe that they might be aliens somewhere in the outer realms of the galaxy and still waiting for one to visit or send a message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seti.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;(SETI).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Willing to go to the basic sub atomic level to find out the mytery of creation, but sometimes ignores what makes up his own mind and what lies within its fascinating depths. Even while attempting it, does not go beyond the physical brain and its workings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Not much unity of thought or action. Has to prove uniqueness/individuality to his own kind. Calls it his survival instinct....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Has to prove himself at every stage in the name of ambition, progress etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Trying very hard to create "The perfect life" for himself on Earth. Claims to do so for other life forms too. Creates zoos for his entertainment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Gets very upset when Mother Nature/ God interferes with his best laid plans...fumes, curses and destroys, makes a royal mess and then tries to mop it up with no help from God, thank you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Wages wars in the name of a God he doesn't know or care to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Has a herd mentality sometimes when it comes to fighting for the survival of some self proclaimed cause(religion/country).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Knows himself to be the highest life form on Earth and the fact that he is the perfect instrument for reaching the state of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;There are some of his kind who have discovered the mystery of all life, be they ants, humans or God...problem is not many of their own kind believe them...Anyway, it all sounds like a complicated form of Greek and latin ... In the end, who cares??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Needs proof for everything and trusts only what he sees, hears, talks,feels and smells even if the instruments that aid him in these are quite faulty themselves. Heck, they are not even as good as that of an ant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Last but not the least, some of his kind, like "yours truly" write all these down for, "God knows what" reason....maybe for the same reasons that are cited above....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Wow!!! That felt good. Anyway, now comes the difficult part...Here goes nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; (in all His forms that He has made Himself known to humans or ants):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Started creation just for the heck of it and One became Many and everything came into being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Has representatives to manage creation, maintainence and destruction, among many others. These representatives are his active manifestations while He remains the Passive Witness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Does not see any difference between a human or an ant as HE is the same oneness principle underlying them both..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Destroys both in the same manner and watches while humans fume and fret and ants accept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Ants accept and evolve into higher life forms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Human fret and run around in circles before finally getting ready for the next step..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Has made Himself known repeatedly only to humans( as far as we know) and waits with a mysterious smile for divine sense to prevail on them someday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Even if it doesn't, it does not matter as everything will be fine in the end and they will all merge back into Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;The human obsession/ fear over death has no effect on Him, whatsoever. As far as He is concerned there is no such thing as Death . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Reveals the Truth about Life to a few that are willing or ready to listen and realize....Grants them Liberation from human life when their work of trying to share with the rest of their kind is done. Not that its ever done, anyway. The dog's tail of this human world swings right back up again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Works at every level, from the tiniest to the largest, but not many notice...Some are too busy waiting for aliens to land and declare themselves to be our long lost ancestors...Hopefully they dont blow us up first...Ants still dont care, either way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Loves all his creations equally and is present as The Witness within all, human, ant and all in between. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My dear "small circle of readers", after all this extrapolation, hopefully you may have learnt to appreciate the ant better even if you don't believe in God. After all, they are as real as the bite marks they leave on our poor unsuspecting forms, sometimes. That "Ouch" sting really shows us how "alive" we are and that We Exist, anyway.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Yes, I am definitely going someplace serious with all of this. It doesn't take rocket science to know that most humans seem to be the most dissatisifed lot, among all life forms on the face of this Earth. We just cannot create something without destroying something else. No matter how much progress we have made in trying to perfect our life on this Earth, we still have not found a way to live like the ants do, in perfect harmony within themselves and with Mother Nature. We can still be humans and aspire for God's perfection in life, while living like humble ants, can't we?.....Who says that's not possible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Its said in the Holy Bible.....(replace meek with any other so called lower life forms, ants, for eg or humble human beings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the Earth......."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113857730630058806?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113857730630058806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113857730630058806&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113857730630058806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113857730630058806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/of-ants-humans-and-god-on-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113828755289606141</id><published>2006-01-26T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:21:54.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/Deity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/Deity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Prakriti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I am Mother Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;And you are my child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I helped in creating you and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;everything that you see before you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I control all but I share with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;My children , there are many, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Birds, animals, trees, mountains....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I love them all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;But you, You are special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;You have a mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;A mind that has the power to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;create, nurture and destroy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Not all at one time, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;each at its own time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I trust you because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;He is most powerful in you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;The one who starts the cycle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;maintains and destroys it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Yes, you have a mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;which can connect to The Source of All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;You have the power of The Source of All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Alas, what you have you done with it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;this mind and its power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;You create, nurture and destroy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Me and my other helpless children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;all at once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Your creations suff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;ocate ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt; destroy ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;ME, The mother that gave you life and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;A beautiful mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Which is the worst of it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;filled with thoughts that are so powerful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;they make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;shudder, quake and weep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;And when I do ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;you say I am wrathful, avengeful and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;filled with fury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I am tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;tired of it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I am tired of you and your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;beautiful mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I want to gather you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;in my arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;and sleep in Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;For ever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113828755289606141?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113828755289606141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113828755289606141&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113828755289606141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113828755289606141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/prakritii-am-mother-natureand-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113820596676323165</id><published>2006-01-25T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:30:07.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/Om.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/400/Om.0.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why did God create Evil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asato maa Sat gamaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tamaso maa jyothir gamaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mrthyor maa amrutham gamaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Om shanti shanti shantihi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Lord, Lead me from Ignorance to knowledge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from Darkness to Light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from Death to Immortality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Om, Peace Peace Peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;It all began when....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Son :"Who created Ravana and all the rakshashas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Me: "God did". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Son : "Why did God create evil people when he knew that they were going to do bad things to good people"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Me : (after being stumped for a while and thinking very hard) "Ravana was not evil when God created him. He just did not know.So, he chose bad and started doing bad things to others. But, Ravana loved Lord Shiva who lived in his heart. Lord Shiva loved and forgave him , but still wanted Ravana to learn his lessons on his own. So he waited and watched"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;"As Ravana kept doing bad things, his heart where Lord Shiva lived, became covered by darkness. That heart which was shining like a thousand suns, was getting blocked by thick stormy clouds. Sometimes when he would pray or meditate, the clouds would part to help the "Sun of Shiva" to shine again. But, Ravana would forget and continue with his actions. While he was doing them, he was not listening to the "Voice of Shiva" inside him telling him to stop. He just kept doing what the rakshashas in his own head told him to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;"That's how he slowly turned evil and felt like kidnapping Sita and fighting Rama who was  God Himself. Lord Shiva tried to show him sometimes, but Ravana wasn't listening or seeing". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My son loved this answer and was actually satisfied with it for a brief while. I felt relieved.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Then he went and told someone, "If you dont pray to God or listen to Him, you will become evil "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Checkmate!!! again....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113820596676323165?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113820596676323165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113820596676323165&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113820596676323165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113820596676323165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-did-god-create-evilasato-maa-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113802854276568745</id><published>2006-01-23T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:49:58.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/angelofGod.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/400/angelofGod.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One moment, please........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;So many beautiful souls....&lt;br /&gt;there are...&lt;br /&gt;in this wonderful world....&lt;br /&gt;that I am discovering..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;The world needs us too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;no matter, if it is illusory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;or otherwise.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;As long as this body and mind remains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Let it be of some use to You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;and your beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;but sometimes, terrible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Creation......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Thank you, my sweet Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for reminding me of this.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;for showing them to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it so that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;We can serve and love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Everything that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;You.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Together.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Sarvam Omkar Eva"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;(Thank you, &lt;a href="http://parvativetri.blogspot.com"&gt;Parvati&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113802854276568745?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113802854276568745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113802854276568745&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113802854276568745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113802854276568745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-moment-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113783675620434277</id><published>2006-01-21T04:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:07:19.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/eating_dirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/eating_dirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innocence....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yashoda is the innocent one here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My son : Amma, Where is Hanuman and where are all the rakshashas? I want to see Hanuman...in front of me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Me : (thinking to myself) Thank God, atleast I have some idea where He is.. But how do I tell him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;The way to answer deluded me for quite a while. But I wanted to answer, I felt I had to.....Then, I got my chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My son was going thro a particularly difficult "short" phase of "tantrums and tempers". He was quite unable to control both and I was distressed at how distressed he felt when he was in such a "phase". He was too young to handle it and old enough to understand it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;During one particular event, I couldnt take it anymore. I suddenly sat him down and told him ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;: "Kanna, you want to know why you are getting so angry?" That distracted him from his emotion for a split second and I grabbed on to it. "Its because there are naughty little rakshashas "dancing in your head" and making you forget that "Hanuman is in your heart". They like it when you get angry because it gives them power and they can use that power to defeat Hanuman". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;That's it.. How could Hanuman be defeated? He just cannot and should not be defeated...That thought, calmed him down some more and I explained some more..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;"The best way that Hanuman can defeat these naughty little monsters is if you remember Him or think of Him when you are angry. Immediately, He will get the "strongest mace in the world" and beat up all these rakshashas. Every time the rakshashas wake up, when you get angry.. Then, remember to say "Rama Rama" because only then, Hanuman will get the power to fight these rakshashas....He will not do it if you dont remember Him......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;That has worked like "magic" everytime.. He still got angry and I let him.. He just was more aware of it and learnt to handle it better.....One more thing, though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;It was all fine until he started telling everyone he met, that there were "rakshashas in their head" and that they had to defeat them?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I just let him......Its ok....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yatra yatra raghunaatha kiirtanam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tatra tatra kritamastak aanjalim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bhaaspavaari parIpurNalocanam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maarutim namata raakshasaantakam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(Praveen reminded me of this beautiful slogam.. Thanks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113783675620434277?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113783675620434277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113783675620434277&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113783675620434277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113783675620434277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/innocence.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113768387014674650</id><published>2006-01-19T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:00:51.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/Angel%20bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/Angel%20bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Singing Spirit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;A long time ago, She was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Happy, true, carefree, loving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;connected to The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;who gave Her Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Loving Him and feeling loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She sang for Him and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;His children.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She was happy just Being....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She wanted nothing.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Then She found a new friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;who was called Ego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego whispered sweet nothings into Her ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;told Her She was meant for great things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She liked what she was hearing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She wanted all that and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She wanted......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;All along He watched and waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;The One whom She loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;and Who loved Her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She became one with Ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She became she.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She was lost.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;she forgot...  who She was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego liked that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego was in control now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego took her this way and that...both good and bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;On a long and lonely journey ....and got lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Utterly and completely......lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;One day, something stirred.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Deep in the recesses of things unknown.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She wanted out......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;she was tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;she remembered Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;she called out for Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Her one and True Love.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;He was still watching and waiting......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;He came....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;He came, took one look at Ego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego was tired, hurt and weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego was dying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Ego wanted to die....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;It was easy for Him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;To bring Her out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;To give Her Life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;To Heal Her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She sang again........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;For Him and His little children.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She was His, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She was Happy....truly Happy knowing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;She wouldn't forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;who She Was.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113768387014674650?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113768387014674650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113768387014674650&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113768387014674650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113768387014674650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/singing-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113752162545109652</id><published>2006-01-17T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T15:46:22.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/6meditation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/6meditation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Hanuman - Jai Bajrang Bali....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nadhiya jaisi chanchaltha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gagan ke jaisi akhandatha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chandra prakash ki sheethaltha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;parbat jaisi nischalatha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;narm dhoop si komaltha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tere gunon ki kya seema&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;( a song from the movie Hanuman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;My son's Hero. Mine too.. It started with the first animated movie of 'Ramayana" made with Japanese collaboration. My son was attracted to the Sheer Power of Hanuman, became fascinated with His ability to grow in size and to fly like the wind...He was hooked... It was Ramayana, day in and day out and umpteen questions would spring from his mind as to Why this and Why that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Then came the new animation movie which features "little Hanuman". Adorable, it was.. My son loved The Naughty Child . He also loved the Bigger Hanuman because of His Calm Face, as he put it.. I got my chance to teach him about Meditation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I nurtured his blossomming faith with regular doses of Amar Chitra Katha comic books. It was the beginning of a new adventure for both of us which still goes on and on......I read to him all things Hanuman and then some..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally one day, I asked him,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why do you love Hanuman so much"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He replied after a lot of thought " Because..... I love Him"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love for the sake of Love.... Isn't that what Hanuman is all about? Perfect!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113752162545109652?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113752162545109652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113752162545109652&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113752162545109652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113752162545109652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/hanuman-jai-bajrang-bali.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113738373557358722</id><published>2006-01-15T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T11:35:41.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/Durga.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/320/Durga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Durga - The Shakti in Us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaya Jaya Devi Jaya Jaya Devi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Durga Devi Sharanam.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus goes the beautiful song that I learnt in my childhood from the collection of songs sung by the evergreen P Susheela... I was 6 or 7 years old, full of carefree abandon with not much ego to care if others appreciated my songs or not. They just had to say "Paaa...." intending to say "paadu ma" in Tamil and I would set off in a singing spree until it was time to stop... I was, of course, helped along by the fact that God had blessed me with the Gift of Song that I could enthrall my audience with my childish brilliance to copy every note in the original song....It all started changing when the unwelcome Ego crept in slowly to take over my life......Spontaneity was tossed out the window...I cant, for the life of me, get it back......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's not the point... The reason I learnt those songs was my fascination with Devi.....I loved watching all those old Tamil Devi movies and that's where it all started... She became my Fearless Herione.... I wanted desperately to be like her. I would stand in front of the mirrror, look at my reflection, close my eyes and imagine myself as Her in my mind's eye, the crown, the shoolam, et al....Am I insane, yes.... insanely honest....After watching one of those movies, I would adopt that Smiling, Serene look on my own face and walk around much to the amusement of my parents....I loved the way she destroyed all the bad asuras and rakshashas with a smile on her face...... I fell in love with Her courage which defied fear...My Idol she was and still is.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later, I realized why I love Her so much.....I found out that she represents the dormant Shakthi in all of us... She represents Real Fearlessness, not the "in your face" kind that you see these days...She is the Kind Mother who lets us make our mistakes and pulls us back when we go too far, in spite of our protests.....Hers is the Serene face that we need to take on to face and tame life in all its beautiful and terrible glory... Serenely destroying the Evil in us.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel the lion in the background represents the motherlode of challenges we face to be a good child of Mother Earth. Once they are overcome, the "lion" they represent, becomes our slave, which can then be ridden on to face Life bravely...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look, Look deeply into Her Form and at the fierce lion tamely licking her hand....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel Her power, Feel Her Courage....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arouse the Shakti in you, be ye man or woman.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let It Rise and Conquer the Dark Forces in us....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113738373557358722?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113738373557358722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113738373557358722&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113738373557358722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113738373557358722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/durga-shakti-in-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113729944078603677</id><published>2006-01-14T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T09:39:38.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;The final plunge....into blogging.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ere I am, finally.. Thanks to persistent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://parvativetri.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Parvati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; who pulled me in when she found me hovering "near the threshold". Her encouragement was absolutely potent....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A year ago, when I discovered the world of blogging, I was shocked!!! Here were people actually "opening up" to each other in a way they never would in person. I was fascinated and sceptical all at the same time. But I was "hooked" into reading what everyone had to say.. I kept bloghopping until i discovered something I had been earnestly seeking for quite a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;"A spiritual satsang"... So many beautiful people sharing  thoughts about life in general and spirituality in particular... I was elated and hung on, reading, but never commenting...I wasn't ready to dive in...yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Until, one fine day , I was ready  to be pulled in.. I am not sure if I have anything new to offer, just the ideas and thoughts that are "mine" to share..Let me be honest... I love all and anything that has to do with God... So most of my posts will be concerning Him... My other love is children. Not sure if there is any difference between children and God, though. I am having a glorious time raising my 5 year old son. I have had the most interesting conversations with him about Gods, rakshashas and where they all are right now.. I have to repeatedly bring alive "the child" in me to answer some of his questions and I absolutely enjoy doing that....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will share some of those moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;There are a lot of thoughts floating around in my mind waiting to "take shape" and I have to to catch a "little one" every once in a while and give it life.... So, allow me to take a "Deep Breath" and ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;post this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113729944078603677?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113729944078603677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113729944078603677&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113729944078603677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113729944078603677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/final-plunge.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20982100.post-113727920198578744</id><published>2006-01-14T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T22:38:59.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samarpanam....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/BHAGAVAN.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/200/BHAGAVAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/BHAGAVAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/300px-Mahadev.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/200/300px-Mahadev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/Guruvayurappa.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/200/Guruvayurappa.0.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/bhagavati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/200/bhagavati.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6039/2117/1600/Guruvayurappa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Om Tat Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20982100-113727920198578744?l=spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/feeds/113727920198578744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20982100&amp;postID=113727920198578744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113727920198578744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20982100/posts/default/113727920198578744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritualodyssey.blogspot.com/2006/01/samarpanam.html' title=''/><author><name>Radhika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08677095970012514067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
