Here in our land we grow up with the idea of reincarnations, that tells us Soul or Self or Atman or Brahman or God or Consciousness or Living Energy is different from Mana (Mind), Buddhi (Intellect), Chitta (The storehouse where all the Samskaras/ impressions of our past work or Karma are stored) and Ahamkara (Ego). The mind is a subtle body that stays with all the Karma done even when the gross body passes away. It takes another body through birth to work out the Karma. The body, while living, houses the eternal and immortal Atman making every living object Divine. Once this Atman is awakened, he/she becomes One with the Atman and escapes the cycle of births and deaths.
However I am one of those souls whose Atman is in deep sleep. So every day I have to wake up with a Mind that’s a cheeky brat and has the power to become a stormy sea with sky reaching waves of unholy desires. Thank God that I have received a Name to perform Japa (repetition of a Mantra) to soothe it down. My Mind tries to escape from the task until Buddhi ties it up and forces it to do the job. It’s a hard struggle everyday to brave those waves. I have already taken a bath in fire. It’s agonizing as well as ecstatic to see a desire fall like an auburn autumn leaf. I covet to make a bonfire of desires. Even if I have to take a million births for that I will certainly do that.
flakes of darkness dance
only for a time being
the sunrise happens
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Psyche (Soul) @ Poets United