समय के समक्ष
In the Presence of Time
~ Gurumayi Chidvilasananda
Yesterday, I experienced a wave of compassion flooding my heart for someone I work with. I felt this occurrence being written onto my being, softening my thoughts, and filling me with tenderness. This experience gives me deep faith in the power of time to transform my state of being and to write new stories in my heart.
I know that by sharing and writing down this beautiful moment, I have inscribed it in my heart. When I look back at this time through the lens of my journal, I will be able to recall this and other wonderful moments of grace and connection.
I know that by sharing and writing down this beautiful moment, I have inscribed it in my heart. When I look back at this time through the lens of my journal, I will be able to recall this and other wonderful moments of grace and connection.
Warrnambool, Australia
The writings of time are everywhere…
In the path that the cosmos traces as it expands,
In the lines upon my face that my smiles and expressions have drawn,
In the ebb and flow of seasons, cultures, scriptures…,
In the subtle transformations I have experienced through my sadhana,
In the rising and subsiding flow of my breath, which is ever-so distinct,
And in the red hearts that hallmark each of Gurumayi’s
February teachings on time.
In the path that the cosmos traces as it expands,
In the lines upon my face that my smiles and expressions have drawn,
In the ebb and flow of seasons, cultures, scriptures…,
In the subtle transformations I have experienced through my sadhana,
In the rising and subsiding flow of my breath, which is ever-so distinct,
And in the red hearts that hallmark each of Gurumayi’s
February teachings on time.
Mexico City, Mexico
As I contemplated this teaching, I realized that I do not need to go outside myself to know “the writings of time.” They are etched in the lines on my face and in the recesses of my mind. I have been asking myself who is the author of these “writings of time.” To me, everything in my life is derived from a combination of my own individual choices and the grace of God. Over time, together, they create the script of my existence.
California, United States