Realizing that spiritual
practice* is the “elevator” to
Bliss
In order to do some chore the other day I had to travel on the metro. As usual,
I was walking and chanting. As I was waiting for the train to arrive I watched
people’s faces in this underground metro, which happens to be situated
in one of the most famous cities of the world where everything seems to be so
beautiful and attractive. Most faces seemed unhappy. The few who did seem to
have happy faces were tourists. Some of us boarded the train. As the train stopped
at my train station I got out and stood in front of the elevator to go up, towards
the exit. Shortly, the elevator door opened in front of us and welcomed us in.
As I entered the elevator and turned around, I saw a “pool” of people
down below, all of them as if in one big circle, still going around in the underground
trains, looking for something, or for the way out.
Just then, I realized that the elevator for me was the way back to the Creator,
out of the Great Illusion (the circle of life we lead in ignorance about our
divine identity). Chanting is the elevator and virtually our ticket out. The
one’s who do not realize, will continue to ride underground trains of life,
in unhappiness and occasional instances of happiness. I realized that some couldn’t
even get out, as they have to undergo their destiny. The elevator was waiting
but very few came in it. Then the door closed and we went up, the rest stayed.
I wished that at least some realized that they could ride the elevator and be
in Bliss instead. With this thought I returned to the ship and continued my spiritual
practice. |
