As I tearfully watched the ashes of my Guru laid to rest in the waters of our Ganga, at Kashi, listening to the recorded sound of her voice one last time, I began to realise that Ma has always been there, long before I first sat at her Lotus Feet. And so while this is, in part, my final words of gratitude to honour her passing, it also becomes a powerful teaching for each of us, certainly not inspired by me, but by the Silence that is the Mother.
You can analyse every note of the most beautiful aria ever sung, and you will never discover the singer’s inspiration, nor gain any insight into why it is so beautiful to hear sung. Tearing apart a breathtaking rose, petal-by-petal will not disclose the cause of its great beauty. So why continue to analyse, debate, and theorise on what the Sacred is? You will not discover the Divine Mother by dissecting the sacred texts, nor by contemplating the great discourses and sermons. She is only experienced in the stillness of the moment. She is only heard in the Silence that permeates the cosmos. She is only felt when you take the hand of one who is in need. Looking for the Sacred outside yourself is like cutting open your chest, in the hope to find your soul. The Mother has always been within you. She has been reflected in your experience and in your world. For some she has been your protector, for others, your mediatrix. For me, she has been my guru and Beloved. These, however, were merely Her reflection from within you. She dwells upon the Lotus Seat of your Heart. And Her True Name is Pure Awareness.
ॐ त्र्यम्बकम् यजामहे सुगन्धिम् पुष्टिवर्धनम्
उर्वारुकमिव बन्धनान् मृत्योर्मुक्षीय माम्रतात्
aum tryambakaṃ yajāmahe sugandhiṃ puṣṭi-vardhanamurvārukam iva bandhanān mṛtyor mukṣīya māmṛtāt
♥ मा मा मा ♥ ♥ Jai Śri Mata Jaya Sati Bhagavati, Santa Maharajni. ♥♥ मा मा मा ♥ ♥