COMETH a voice:—‘My children, hear;

“Maa” ‘Aum Maa Jagad-Ambe’

Vedic wisdom

Mother Gita

“Gita, Ganga cha Gayatri, Sita, Satya, Saraswatti, Brahma-Vidya Brahma-valli, triSamndhya, MukteeGainee, Ardha-Mattre, Chida_Ananda, Bhavagnee, Bhayanasheenee, Vaeidatrai, Para_Ananta, Tathavarth-Gnann Manjaree.”

“Aum” echoes infinitely in the first Vedic word ‘Maa’ in different connotations. COMETH a voice out of distant echoes:—

‘My children, hear, listen oh spirit of life; from the crowded street and the noise, haste and waste, from the buzzing marts and markets, I stand still, barefooted I call upon all you habitants of my womb, with my message clear, I embrace every soul divine, and comfort every soul divine back to my lap and my loving heart where prejudices, judgements, discriminations, differences, colour, caste, creed, religions, race, nationalities, shapes, sizes, and forms matter not.’

‘From the roots of spiritual eternity, from the beautiful divinity, long have ye left to journey on the bridge of river life, by range, and river across the grassy plain, to the teeming towns and buzzing streets where peace and tranquillity have gone off, where noise and haste make days hazy and filled with so much anger, rage, and frustrations.’

‘Come ye child, come oh precious spirit of life, for let me now embrace you in my arms and grant you my eternal compassion and eternal security so that ye shall loose the foolish wants and desires that gnaw your soul without pity nor shame.’

‘Let me re-assure you that all your fears are born out of noise, haste and waste that breed in the cities without any placid peace and tranquillity.’

‘Oh my child let me heal the ills that the city breeds, the pallid cheek and the fretted nerves, treading the turf that ye once loved well, instead of the stones of the city’s street. Ye shall hear nor din nor drunken yell; but the wind that croons in the ripening wheat fields. Yonder, beneath the smoke-smeared sky, a city of million souls that struggle and chaffer and strive and cry by a sullied river that seaward rolls. Ah, but here, blue range and full-filled creek; and the soil made glad by the welcome rain waiting the plough. If peace ye seek, let go of your fears. If peace and tranquillity you seek, let go of all your possessions. If peace you seek, forgive and forget and let go of all that caused you hurt. If peace you seek, let it be oh this life, let bygones be bygones, leave behind you all that causes you havoc and disharmony for none of those who say this, that and the other will stand by you when you weep in tears alone in deep silence of sufferings caused by the wretched of this burdened society.’

‘To seek for the lights that are lost, is vain. The city passes in moments of time, time flies, just as the tides change and the ushering waves go away; but the green fields stay, the mountains stay, the seas stay! Come back, come back to my arms again and realise the spiritual truthfulness of this reality of human existence.’

‘The works of human are but little worth; for a time they stand, or a space they endure; But turn once more to your mother—Earth, My gifts are gracious, my works are sure. Green shoots of herbage for growing herd; and blossoming promise of fruitage sweet, these shall not fail, if ye heed my word, nor the wind that croons in the ripening wheat.’
It is very difficult to say where the soul divine begins its voyage. First of course there must be a dream, a longing, for out of the way places. Imagination journeys through the gossamer screens distilled through the limitations of human perceptions, and some magic elixir may be drawn from the vivid insights of Maa’s divinity.

Maa is the spirit of life without which no one human lives a spiritual life!

‘Maa’ is such a benevolent energy that frees us all from the burdens of this mundane gross earthen clay. Maa gives us all the comforts of our daily lives! Humankind travel and journey through the adventures of individual personal lives in KARMA and come to the end of roads or cross roads and then suddenly there is a call of destiny that daunts each one of us when we loose someone we love or death visits our homes unexpectedly.

We ponder over life’s many meanings and we find solace in the laps of our divine mother!

Our historical collective human karma renders us a world filled with so much pain and grief, so much hurt, so much tragedy, so much sorrow, so much anger, so much wastage, that our collective human ego in agony finally dissolves into the elapsing time and tide just as a river eventually merges into the grand divine ocean loosing its name, form and spirit.

Maa is one word, energy, dynamism, eternal force, eternal cosmic entity that frees us all from our burdens of karma. Only we need to merge in oneness together in the moment of time at the dawn and the dusk whereat the sea, the master less winds, the sunlight, the divine celestial sky have held tryst together in delight.

Maa is in every out thrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand, in every particle of this grand most beautiful mother nature. We need only open our eyes – our internal spiritual vision to see it. Standing barefooted at the seashore, I realised that the sea drowns out humanity and time: It has no sympathy with either for it belongs to eternity, and of that it sings its monotonous song for ever and ever…The voice of the sea whispers softly to the soul.

It is here on the earth that we are numbed by the differences of mind, thoughts, things, and ego. Here on earth, we axiomatically presume there is no other life! How absurd. Each day, we are dissolving back into that grand divine ocean just as the earthen clay becomes the shore and sea sand…

We waste enough of our precious time here and now arguing!

It is here and now that each one of us ought to realise that we are all journeying different paths, different routes into the same grand society call it what you may, I call it the great womb of divine mother who created us all – the deep blue sea and music in its roar is almost another transcendental world undiscovered by the modern science and technology! ‘Maa’, is ever loving and forever comforting in altruism of compassionate understanding and compassionate sacrifices. We will never ever fully appreciate just how much divine mother ‘Maa’ can selflessly just give, give and give.

In the artificial world of humankind, cities and towns, we often forget the true nature of our planet earth and the long vistas of its history in which existence of the race of humankind pre-occupied a mere moment of time. The sense of existence illumines after long watchfulness and trances of a long ocean voyage, the receding rim of the horizon, ridged and furrowed by waves; when at night we become somewhat aware of the earth’s rotation as the stars pass overhead; or when we begin to be alone, in the space of this planet. All the noise, haste and waste matter not. The cities and the things we dwell matter not. The possessions mean nothing to us as we gaze inwards and realise that it is dominated by its covering mantle of grand Divine Ocean of destiny whereat there are neither partitions nor divisions.

The greatness of mother may be elucidated by ancient Vedic wisdom that provides such beautiful anthological meaning of each mantra of MAA. Maa is that transcendental divine light, from which we all came and towards which we all dissolve in time. There is nothing greater or higher than ‘MAA’ Jaya_Ambe_Maa! Happy Mother’s Day!

Dedicated to all the mothers – MAA-BEHENA AUR BETI (A mother is trinity!).