Life is a
continuous process of unlearning and learning, repairing and renewing.
Many a time
what you think, what you say and what you do may not be in harmony. And that
really is the cause for all unhappiness. Or sometimes you may be thinking,
saying and doing things in one way but others, often companions, observers, onlookers,
will be thinking differently. And they may opinionate differently. This can be
another source for unhappiness.
So, in
either of these situations, how do you restore the equilibrium? How do you
anchor within? How do you come back to being happy?
Some years ago, I
would lean on religion for repair and renewal, but while I found such experiences
ushering in peace momentarily, the peace at most times didn’t really last. When
the experience was over, the hard-won peace was also gone. Besides, I never
understood or experienced happiness through religion. Further, through a
Life-changing experience that I have been through in recent years, I have lost
all interest in religion, as it is preached and practiced today. I find it
ritualistic and divisive. In the name of pluralism it alienates us humans from
each other. They say spirituality is the flowering of internal awareness. They
also say religion is for those who want to go to heaven, and spirituality is
for those who have been to hell! I have been to hell and I identify with both
these sayings closely.
I composed this prayer
some years ago. It was a fervent plea from me to Life to show me the right way,
through the labyrinth of fear, anxiety and uncertainty that tormented me at that
time. It has since become a prayer to Life, whom I have come to recognize as
the greatest Teacher. That’s why I always
spell Life with a capital ‘L’! To me, Life is the Higher Energy that
embraces and nurtures all creation. Each day, during my ‘mouna’ (silence periods) session, I pray to Life, reciting this
prayer slowly, savoring each word, and relating it to my experiences of the
previous day. Since I don’t understand Sanskrit, and since most of Indian Hindu
prayers are composed in that language, I have been unable to relate to any of
them seriously. English, however, as a medium, helps me internalize each
sentiment and embed my daily learnings firmly in my soul!
Teach
me, O! Teacher…
Teach
me, O! Teacher, each day as I awake and arise, to be humble. To respect another
Life and to accept that just as I am entitled to my opinion, others are too. To
contribute selflessly and without expectation.
Teach
me, O! Teacher, to forgive every act of unkindness and injustice to me. To
unlearn and forget what may not be relevant to me as I journey along.
Teach
me to conquer anger and to attain that state of ahimsa, when all violence inside me subsides, and true love
prevails.
Teach
me to avoid hatred and jealousy. To resist ruinous temptations and to employ
discretion at such times that I may waver.
Teach
me, O! Teacher, to soak in and converse with the silence that engulfs me and
for me to discover the real me in it.
Teach
me to lead a Life of action, skillfully and selflessly, to live in this world
and yet be above it.
Teach
me, to remain detached from the fruits of my action and to know that if the
motive is pure and the means are correct, in the end it will all be fine if I
do my best and leave you the rest.
Teach
me, O! Teacher, to be eternally grateful for this Life and this experience!
You too can try it.
Learning, unlearning, repair and renewal, on a daily basis, are guaranteed. Peace
and joy are both intended and assured outcomes too!
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