The Sacred Fire
- Jayita Sengupta
- Sep 1
- 1 min read
She who manifests only to those who have visualized Her in their inner cosmos!
Uma Haimavati. A form of the Supreme as She had appeared to Indra. For us, god particles in human form, we can only have a glimpse of Her when She bestows that boon to us, like a flash in the ritualistic fire, its tongues leaping upwards and breaking into a thousand divine sparks! Yet in the fire within, She comes and goes in various forms and shapes as shades of Maya. We attempt to grasp with our finite imagination what She is! But She is neither a She, nor a He! The golden sparks conjoin to offer a shape briefly and then they dissipate into the eternal eye of the flame among those thousand tongues of the flames leaping to create a halo around Her. That's where the devotee finds union with the divine, to be aware of her divine origin! Dear Mother! Awaken within us, and keep the divine flame of creativity aglow always! Let no shadow of depression weaken that flame within us. No dark shadows of the nether world, which are also your creations, overpower us! My eternal prayer is to stay alive in your consciousness in whatever work you make me do in this plane of dualities, which is also your creation.
When an energy attains a threshold of infinite effervescence, being zealous to be absorbed and adsorbed, the observation of the speck of the energy being visualised into the perception beyond the formless shall make one in being of a flow of the energy; all the high and low shall seamlessly flow within the line of observation; the flow being infinite shall ever become the being, the flow giving the formless form to breathe.
To the form, the energy is catastrophic, ne'er to be comprehended or perceived, let alone the speck to be seen or understood. A little glance at her vibrancy shall make her ashes. Let you know thyself to begin the speck of discernment.
Her glance is…