Perhaps this sounds familiar? Do you have that friend who questions, “How are you, you ok?” In one fell swoop, he both asks and answers his inquiry. Or your mum tries incessantly to hook you up with anything that remotely resembles a spouse (a pulse being the sole requirement). In addition, one’s vocabulary would be littered with the phrase “this thing” coupled with “and all.” For those of you unacquainted with “this thing,” prepare to be astounded by its versatility. “This thing” can be used as a noun, verb, adjective, conjunction and even a person’s name. Should this sound vaguely familiar or perhaps the gongs of recognition resonant in your mind like that of Big Ben, you have accurately associated these social idiosyncrasies with South Africans of Indian descent.
If you wondering whether or not I have a point or I simply enjoy needling colloquial stereotypical prose, indeed, I do. Every society consists of a complex myriad of psychosomatic dynamics that program individual and group consciousness. This heritage is hilarious bearing in mind such nuances of linguistics and culture are so alien to our true ancestry. Our family tree stems from the spiritual realm and our Father is begging and pleading for us to return home. Isn’t it unfortunate that we turn a blind eye and a deaf ear?
It’s 4:30 am and you under covers on a wintery Monday, you close your eyes for 5 minutes and suddenly it’s 7:45 am. Yet at 1:30 pm at work, you shut your eyes for 5 minutes and it’s 1:31 pm. We endure the daily grind not because we want to, rather we have to, for fear of starvation. We slave away for a boss we loath and a company in which we are but a number. I’ll share with you a secret, an open secret, openly spoken by those who know, to those who wish to hear. The masses try to enjoy separately from God. We have discovered a superior satisfaction, some say the soothing of the soul, nay, we hold the key to consciousness in ecstasy for eternity. Ecstasy! That elusive commodity that every being from an ant to Angelina Jolie, yearns for. Spiritual life is the highest form of indulgence because it’s a decadence consummated in conjunction with God. You see, this is the eternal nature of the soul, it yearns for bliss.
Please know when you stagger unceremoniously to your place of residence from a club at 4:30 am, our party is only getting started and it’s not just on the weekends and or public holidays. We have come to learn that God is a DJ and we dance to His bhakti beat. This thing, dear friends, is ecstasy – the real heritage of the soul. It’s that which can’t be found at the bottom of a bottle or being first in line at a 75% off Louis Vuitton sale. The natural tendency of the soul is to crave pleasure. This euphoria is achieved via the medium of spiritual practice, as it awakens the dormant love for the Supreme.
Bhakti Yoga is the process of reconnection of the soul to its Source. Please allow this piercing of your perception of pleasure: Run the rat race of life on the hamster wheel of impermanence all the while becoming consumed by that which you consume. Insanity will be bequeathed to successive generations if we do not shed the falsity of false identification. Let’s examine the alternative. I beseech you, don’t be bewitched by the shimmering broken glass of a fool's folly that is this temporary treasure we covet and crave. Cultivate your eternally unique relationship with God and realize your birthright. Our inheritance is a legacy of an eternal romance with our Beloved.
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