the wind is playing with the newly-leafed tresses of the nearby trees today, tossing them about as if they were the long curls of intense & passionate spanish dancers. i only see their shadows on my curtains, but oh, how joyous they seem to be, flinging & swinging their new spring leaves in dramatic sweeping curves of visual gratitude! deep within, Shiva, there is springtime in the soul as well, reaching out eagerly to You in Your guise as the solar winds to dance in grand cosmic revelry. although i cannot see it directly, i do notice the evidence of light & freely given exuberant wonder & joyousness. i am stretching full out to catch it in the fingers of subtle new awareness & discerning observation. in this world, only the form is seen, & it too is beautiful in the way that graceful moving shadows are when cast upon a curtain. they draw us to open wide the curtain that we may see truly with direct perception rather than partially & obliquely only. yes, Shiva, everywhere i look i see Your messages & teachings. the dancing shadow shapes of the leafing trees are Your fleeting greetings, giving rise to a broad smile on my face & melting warmth in the heart.
Shiva, You are the purity of light that sweeps across the psyche. You set forth that which i now need to know for dispelling the shadows falling over the vision, darkening, distorting & deadening. You encapsulate me, holding me in the purity of Your light as if i am an infant clasped in the mother's arms & suckled at her soft breast. Shiva, Your fragrance is so sweet that i am dissolving in it, becoming sweetness, emitting light like a beacon for lost travelers, or like a campfire kept burning through the night to hearten. Shiva, You are the intimacy of night, smoothing all the wrinkles & rough edges that tell of a long arduous journey, soothing the hungering heart with Your calm touch. the very atoms of You & i embrace & intermingle in communion that words cannot reveal. ah, but words can point the way & they can comfort & strengthen also, until the silence grows so deep that it muffles & floods all else but the purity of light & the long slow intimacy of the night.
i have seen subtle rainbows hidden in the deep shadows of night. it's as if i am looking into the farthest reaches of space & see others looking back at me, smiling & waving hello. they gently assure that sublime shining wonders are on the rise. they say that the energies within the form have full intention to bless & nurture regardless of my shy, cautious reception. they assure me that i am completely love-immersed, even in harsh circumstances & human neglect & rejection. they say that to exist is amazing & that love does not need a form to express: that love is like gravity, like sun, water. it holds us in close encounter on this planet, preparing us for new adventures in maya, challenging human selfishness with the call to group work & global cooperation. the rainbows of the night shadows are prophets & healers, giving encouragement in the deepest gloom & despair, emissaries of the soothing darkness that Shiva settles over one to promote wise insight. the seed is buried in darkness to grow & send out hands reaching for the light, drinking sunshine with the whole body & rejoicing with no consideration for the shadows of the night to come. Shiva, thank You for the guidance of the inner rainbow, taking its rise in the cultivated heart. even in the disquiet of utmost darkness & disintegration, You are my strength. OM NAMAH SHIVAYA