Ownership/Responsibility

'When service is thrusted upon'... unplanned events need to be handled all of a sudden...who is the owner?

If no one takes ownership of service, who is responsible? If everyone does their own thing and I am waiting for directions until the last minute, is it appropriate? Is ownership taken or given? Can I assume someone else will handle it? Is it really wise to leave things without checking till the last minute...because I was not asked to... and then to run around and get the pending things done because there are no owners for them? Worse, should I watch on detachedly (with apathy actually) as things go haywire? [My bias seems to be obvious in the value judgements embedded in the sentences. This is not accurate thinking.]

If I take ownership without being asked, that is not appropriate. If I keep quiet and watch detachedly... until its nearly too late, that is not ok either. This is also an aspect of self mastery.

Everything seems to flow out of maturity. When the intellect is clear and the powers of discrimination and judgement are functioning well, I just know what is appropriate when. 

Head and Heart

First it was the head. The habit of thinking through and making decisions. Command and control. Feelings are silly. Stay powerful. Logic and rationalism reign.

Then it was the heart. Intuition is far more powerful. Logic has limitations. Trust your instincts and all will work out to be the best. Much better than logic can ever muster. God has a better plan for you than your intellect can conceive. Go with the flow. Don't think!

And then there was confusion. When the intellect abandons its seat, Maya takes over seamlessly. Thoughts go wayward. The intellect is confused, frustrated... this is not really the promise of God's better plan... but then it has abdicated its responsibilities...and must keep quiet. Old habits take over thoughts, words and actions...the senses declare independence. The intellect watches on horrified... not knowing what to do.

'What are my rights and responsibilities? When must I be a master, when must I be a child?' The intellect is confused. Hmmm.

Check and change. As long as things are within Shrimat, within the boundaries of the most elevated code of conduct, everything is fine. Anytime the code of conduct is transgressed, the intellect should swing into action and take control. Check and change. Freedom comes with responsibility.

'How do I know when to check...and when to let loose?'
You will know, because you will begin to feel uneasy...
When thoughts, words and deeds are within Shrimat, there is joy, there is peace, there is love...there is contentment.

Very Strange

The moment I clearly identify what I really should be doing, I lose all interest in doing it even though I might have been doing it (and enjoying it) unknowingly earlier. Suddenly there is no more motivation to follow through.

Is this rebelliousness? I'm not sure.

The element of fun seems to be in unraveling the mystery... and in the discovery of a truth and arriving at a moment of clarity... but not in using the insight and arriving at the desired 'goal'.

Goals seem to motivate for very short durations. Once I know what to do, I'd rather figure out what else to do! 

Incidentally this pattern has been there for a long while. The staple work area gets implemented more with a sense of duty (even though there is enjoyment) than with genuine passion. Any 'above and beyond' or intermittent projects always fascinate and produce dramatic results due to higher focus and follow through.

The book with the most valuable insights is kept aside to be read later in-depth... and 'meanwhile let me mine all the insights from other books.' Sounds so silly, but its so real! What a strange personality trait!

Identity drives Experience

I am a soul - eternal, peaceful, loveful, knowledgeful, joyful, powerful and pure.

Awareness of Identity brings about experiences of my natural qualities.

I am eternal => Peace
I wonder at life => Happiness
I admire the beauty of roles => Love
I see the big picture => Knowledge
I retain awareness => Power
I am bodiless => Purity

Purity

Purity is Truth.
Impurity is mixture...untruth.
Honesty allows me to check and change and arrive at Purity.

The result is Freedom.

Songs of love

When the heart sings, the words flow and everything is smooth. It is all so easy and spontaneous. Trying to write poetry as a task is not necessarily as smooth or even close in terms of quality.

Writing from the heart (and singing from the heart) touches hearts.

Baba you are truly the doer and inspirer...touching the intellect to make sure the right thing is done... and yet in such an unobtrusive way. Lovely.