21-12-12
Well… today I experienced quite an amazing flow of grace that
I had to share with the people I love, with Amma and my brothers and sisters in
Amritapuri…
Which is… what I did.
Amma during the satsang she helds on the beach (2 days per
week), this afternoon asked the following question:
What fears came up for you with the last day of the maya calendar era,
the announced end of the world?
I had such a strong experience to share that I jumped on the
passing mike:
What have been my conscious and unconscious feelings during
these past weeks? Were these storms, one after the other, really caused by this
dramatic predication?
I came back to India after 2 months in Europe, only 2 weeks
ago.
After a few days in the ashram I hopped on a train, heading
north, to assist and help to final details of organization for a conference on
sustainability I had contributed to design/define at its very beginning 6
months ago. I was closely involved with the 2 core organizers sharing my
expertise of 15 years in sustainable development, 3rd sector
capacity building, community engagement and social innovation.
So I suggested to focus on outcomes/outputs for such an
opportunity to have not only an informative conference but as well an impactful
event leaving a lasting trace and legacy for the beneficiaries in need of
sustainability: deprived communities.
I got turned down (even taken out of the organizing
committee) under the assumption that Amma wanted only an academic conference
leaving a very good impression of Amrita’s institution to the eminent panel
invited from all around the world.
Having come here for the very pragmatic and people oriented
projects that Amma has led for more than 30 years I felt quite disoriented by
such affirmations!
-I guess all
religions, spiritual movements have seen their holy words, divine scriptures
used, manipulated, derived to people’s advantage and self objectives,
interpretations and serving their own needs… some led to wars, some to…
blabla!!! Less harmful but still disappointing!-
Especially when I got asked just before conference start to
edit the current website content which I had designed 6 months before.
After having been excluded without an explanation, now they
were asking me to work as their secretary.
I was pissed off, humiliated but I had travelled such a long
way… and wanted to serve Amma to my best… so I executed.
Yet all the rage came up and blocked me to the point of
becoming pushy and disconnected with people.
I started to hate those 2!
Then I took some hindsight and reflected a bit on the
painful feelings coming up: “why would I destroy myself with hate, what does
that hate mean for me, what does it imply: well maybe… run the risk to have to
face those 2 persons again in future life until we all can heal the conflict?”
And I surely did not want to have to meet them again and
again in future lives!
So I prayed for forgiveness …for myself first, for feeling
ashamed of having needed their recognition, for having needed a role, and then
…for them too… filling my heart with love instead of hate.
I swallowed my frustration of having seen villagers and
potential beneficiaries of sustainability projects… only on the touristic
pictures proudly slided to us by a UN rep, during a posh dinner in the nearby Taj hotel, feeding back on his ‘field’ trip in
Kerala, which like Rio+20 led to… nothing for those same villagers!
It felt almost like a provocation to see such pics in such an environment, but... I seem to be the only disturbed by such contrasts!
Those villagers were nowhere to be seen or even mentioned throughout the 3
days of conference (besides outside the conference itself: the Save Project empowering women, and the SSR, students social responsibility project witch Dr Kalam stopped to review a moment).
I came back to the ashram exhausted by my ‘Don Quichote’
stubbornness and resistance, need of justice and truth, just on time to welcome my parents arriving from
France to visit me here for 3 months.
The first 2 days were a true honeymoon. I had never seen my
parents like that; open, smiling at everybody, engaging with compassion and
tolerance!
I was completely taken by surprise and stoned by the
comments of my friends: “your parents are so sweet…so open… you are so lucky to
have them here…”
Well … anybody that has spent some time in such a place with
his or her parents could have easily predicted what happened: the honeymoon
only lasted 2 days!
The 3rd day, lots of family stuff came up: succession
worries…heaviness… I started to feel drained and retrieved in old-copying
mechanisms: childish victimization mode, self-deprecation… and surely some
elements of depression.
So I took some distance.
I hope they are not listening now…
well …I will share the same in any case with them! But this time …With love.
So after the humiliating experience of the conference,
depressing family interactions, some fever and coughing came and to top it of,
my long-distance relationship became very heavy for me, bringing back just as
well its load of demons: jealousy, trusting issues, incapacity to let love
flow, complex situations, exes everywhere, heavily present…
“Do I really need this pain?”
“Is this woman good for you” asked a friend?
“Wouldn’t you be better of with someone here in the ashram,
free from her past, ready to start on a blank sheet, available, simple, ready
to engage with you?”
All the doubts came up, all mixed and combined and brought
their load of misery and despair!
And then this other good friend of mine: “You really are
depressed, why don’t you go to Amma to ask her about medication?”
I thought long and hard about all this: yes I was sick, I
had fever, bad cough and was not sleeping well at all for weeks.
But the entire stuff coming up appeared to me then as an
amazing opportunity to heal.
Medication, I felt, would only numb those feelings, push the
‘shit’ back inside!
Which I did not want.
If darkness is coming up, it creates a space for Light to
come in.
If you welcome it, thank darkness …and yourself to have the
courage, braveness to face it, you have a chance to turn it into Divine Light
and let it go away.
Only then can love fill in, and flow!
Feeling this in my heart instead of my brain for the first
time, I faced the utter pains and sorrows, compulsions, obsessions, sleepless
nights, crying, holding strongly my mala in my hand as an anchor…
So this morning to clean my head I did some yoga and looked
for some additional seva.
I asked the seva desk guy to give me something hard.
Gosh… had I not expected he would serve me so well!
Cleaning this Boys Hostel room, indian student room (boys)
brought me back 20 years ago: the first military toilet cleaning I did at the
BSPP, Fire brigade of Paris.
I hated every minute of that experience.
Well this morning I loved it, and ended up on my knees after
3 hours of rubbing, cleaning these disgusting toilets.
Here I was on my knees, crying with my arms spread, feeling
such a flow of divine love, deep inside my chest, opening it up, almost so
strong that it was painful!
I never experienced anything like this.
I truly felt like an epiphany!
I was finally feeling unconditional love for myself, a true
sense of self, of purpose in selflessness.
Just felt a bit weird to have such bliss in such a place…
and smell!
I was starting to touch the true nature of my soul, all it
goodness, the depth of Divine Mother’s love.
I even had the most beautiful conversation with my fiancé
today just before satsang time.
I realized that what Mother has blessed (especially on such
an auspicious day as the 15th of august for a catholic guy like me!)
only Mother can destroy.
I felt so strongly inside that the experiences that make me
grow so much in this relationship were precisely the one defining the depth of
my love, the commitment to grow side by side with strong and deep values I
never had in any other relationships: she IS the woman of my life, here and
now… and no need to project anything any more.
Just trust life, God, her and the Divine Light I see in her,
and work hard on keeping a positive, honest and compassionate attitude.
All the humiliations of the past weeks, the family
injustice, the heavy presence of her exes…
all these fears got washed away by that bliss, that feeling
of Divine Love inside.
This is how my own world ended: I did not need old copying
mechanisms any more.
I had a clear choice, and I was capable to feel, experience
real love, happiness, positivity… I clearly knew the experience and reward of
trying my best, practicing love inside: divine bliss!
So here is my answer to your question beloved Amma: I can
only have faith in this new world now and be thankful for the old one to have
brought me here too.
Turning darkness into Light, stinky toilets into love,
fearful and blocked love into freedom and expansion, pain into bliss.
Thank you O Divine Mother for the Light you shed into my
life.
Of course this act of courage, sharing as man, with as much
virility, masculinity as vulnerability, as well as ruthless honesty, in front
of Amma and 2000 other devotees did not stay unheard: Amma gave beautiful
satsangs on the meaning of Death, how it is an integrate part of life and only
a body external experience, not the soul, on cleanliness, on Light and positive
attitude.
I was drained but so happy.
A moment before I had hitched hiked back from the beach and
got picked by a young Indian guy on a motorbike who dropped me just on time to
get my fiancé on skype.
Our deep love flowing like never before left me with such a
strong sure, serenity: she is my wife to be. No need to know when, how!
Every time I was closing my eyes afterwards… rings, ideas of
how, where, to propose were coming to me. Just like I tried to all her on the
12-12-2012 at 12:12…! Incurably romantic!
It took me some practice to bring me back to here and now,
choosing her just now… with all I have.
In the evening the fever raised (that was probably the
explanation to those proposal hallucinations!) and I was so tired I dragged
myself to the hospital.
The doctor found a temperature of 42 deg, and a very strong
bacterium infecting my lungs!
I had been going like this for 3 days!
I then make the link: there too Mother was healing me,
opening and cleaning my heart, Anahata, the chest chakra!
Today when I closed my eyes in the toilets I saw that little
child smiling at his depressed mother, letting her go to the man she deeply
loves, but this time with no fears, with a true loving smile, with full
acceptance and yes …no fear!
Just as well to my younger brother.
I felt I had let go, let God: forgiving fully, now free to
love, be loved, expand!
Today I felt two mothers by my side: one that gave me birth
in this life and tried her best with what she had but did not really understand
me, and one that guided my steps through all my past lives, was carrying me now
and shedding divine Light on my life today and the beautiful spiritual path I
have taken and following now.
Today I know there is no way back… to the old world!
with my little backpack, my snacks... at...42!!!
