SiddhaSiddhanta

– H H Shri Shailendra Sharma JiExcerpt from http://www.siddhasiddhanta.comThe word Yoga is now a household name. It indicates towards that mystic practice, which awakens the dormant consciousness of mind and develops it beyond the physical limitations. The Yogi realizes the infinite and omnipotent nature of mind and comes to know the secrets of life and death. The fear of death vanishes after realizing the secrets and Yogi sees, face to face, four armed human form of Lord Vasudev who resides in every living being’s heart as the essence of Prana, the life force. After seeing Lord Krishna or Vishnu face to face, the knot in the heart is pierced, all his doubts vanish and the Yogi attains lasting peace. However, the practice of Yoga does not end here. It becomes even more rigorous and hard. After seeing the Lord Vasudev face to face, the Yogi goes even higher and he starts the most difficult practice of all – to know the essence of Vasudev – the Time, as the embodiment of Lord Shiva. After going through the most difficult practice with all his might, with the help of his Guru and by the grace of Lord Vasudev, he realizes his essential universal form – the Light of all Lights, the great effulgence of Time – Shiva and becomes liberated and one with the Time. 
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Primordial Lord

The all pervasive, all permeating essence.
Dark and beautiful.
Who holds the flute of seven holes (seven chakras)
Breathes the divine life force into the holes
Creates divine music
Primordial, Pristine
The Dark Energy that embalms the infinite universes is his consort
The Gravitational Potential energy (Bala) his brother
सर्व आकर्षति इती क्रष्ण:

Early winter tropical nights …

To concieve, to nurture till it blossoms and then shed it off”
The road carved a long path amidst the thick enclave of trees. The trees on either side of the road, formed an almost impenetrable canopy over it. This natural tunnel so formed arched around a lake and cuddled the foot of a hill and disappeared behind it.
It was a tropical full moon winter night. My favorite time of the year. The moon had bathed the town with radiant silver. I had decided to take a stroll down the road that night. I was greeted by a soothing cool breeze and very soon my senses had lost themselves in natures gospel.
I was breathing long and deep as though to sip on nature’s treat. I walked for a while and then sat down on a cemented bench. SPLASH!! something splashed into the erstwhile placid lake. I turned around to see Incognito standing behind me. “Shattered your dream did I?” he questioned rhetorically. “Ok… why was that so necessary O wise one” I mocked, still a bit shaken from the sudden awakening. He looked at me and smiled, “How’s it going?” It took me a while to switch context. “It’s like throwing a stone into the lake, except that this lake does not have any water” I complained, pointing into my head.
“Let it go” said he.
“Let it go!!?” I exclaimed.
“Yes, let it go” he added calmly. I looked at him frustrated and clueless. “You are not saying that I put an end to it, just like that … are you ??” I was anxious.
“Let go of the afterthoughts. Take a moment to look at yourself. Why are you thinking so much? I can almost hear you think”
“That is what I am trying to do but I can’t !! I can’t stop thinking of ways I could be appreciated, make everyone feel that I am there to help!!” i cried. “All I wish is someone could just tell me for once that …I mean … you know what I mean!” . Incognito had crossed his hands behind his back and walked towards the lake. His gaze as I had invariably observed, seemed to look through things and fix at infinity.
“Be like trees in autumn. They shed the very leaves that they have grown after painstaking nourishment and nurturing by the rains. For is it really the tree that nurtures the leaves, or does it just bear them?”