<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227</id><updated>2024-10-02T10:48:45.699+05:30</updated><category term="Kali"/><category term="Durga"/><category term="Lakshmi"/><title type='text'>Chronicles of a Sadhak</title><subtitle type='html'>Exploring the unknown possibilities of existence.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-497614724804089545</id><published>2017-01-07T07:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2017-01-07T07:07:05.528+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lakshmi"/><title type='text'>The Sadhu</title><content type='html'>Like any natural process, tantra is a rainbow of varying phases. Sometimes, it becomes a spring of pleasure; sometimes, it turns into an inescapable pit of hellish fire; and sometimes, it presents itself as a whirlwind of surprises. Irrespective of its appearance and feel, it is a test and a reward, simultaneously. Here, emotions play a crucial role; but, too much of indulgence, fear or awe are the quickest methods of self-sacrifice. They say, you can either progress spiritually like an ascetic or enjoy the worldly riches like a king, but not both at the same time. This path to Moksh includes that possibilities. It also includes the surety of no redemption for the greedy and the lusty.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2017/01/the-sadhu.html#more&quot;&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/497614724804089545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/497614724804089545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2017/01/the-sadhu.html' title='The Sadhu'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-2090290072985243512</id><published>2017-01-04T09:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2017-01-04T09:38:58.454+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Makar Sankranti</title><content type='html'>14th January, 2017 is Makar Sankranti. It is a great day for eradicating misfortune and adding a new chapter, as bright as the Sun, into a struggling, suffering life.&lt;br&gt;
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Let&amp;#39;s worship Lord Surya seeking his blessings of joy, prosperity and happiness.&lt;br&gt;
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Each triumph enables
me to become one with another unique aspect of the Turiya. It changes
everything - my mind, my perceptions, the way my body interacts with the
surroundings. It strengthens me on every level of consciousness. It expands my
sphere of influence making me felt more prominently across the universe. It
also creates some unwanted ripples that summon the otherwise dormant evil out
of its shadowy hideouts which, in turn, blocks my path with some very
innovative obstacles. Obstacle that I must eliminate to leap ahead in my quest
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Evil never gives up.
Unless it is neutralized absolutely, it always adapts and finds a way to
reassert itself. Forgiving it makes it immune to everything effective against
it till that point and literally allows it to grow more rapidly. Now that I
have unwittingly brought evil out into the plain view, I must first plug every
possibility that may allow it to tap into my reserves and drain me bone dry.
Earning wouldn&amp;#39;t matter much if I can&amp;#39;t protect what I have and reclaim what&amp;#39;s
rightfully mine. This art is as important as mastering the craft to inverse
everything that was meant to harm me.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/08/a-leisurely-research.html#more&quot;&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6335261327014365964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6335261327014365964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/08/a-leisurely-research.html' title='A Leisurely Research'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-4633389721465571263</id><published>2016-06-07T08:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2016-06-07T08:40:24.571+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kali"/><title type='text'>Kali Mahavidya Sadhana</title><content type='html'>Kali Mahavidya is a boundless ocean of infinite material and spiritual possibilities. Whoever earns it can achieve everything easily.&lt;br&gt;
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Performed in three stages, the ritual begins with an intense meditation on a single letter beej mantra. This 11 day long process purifies one&amp;#39;s mind, body and soul facilitating a speedier development. The 61 day long second stage is primarily aimed at material gains with a prominent spiritual inclination. The third stage makes aspirants worthy of becoming one with Goddess Kali and attaining moksh by skyrocketing the energy of their Kundalini. This stage lasts for another 11 days.&lt;br&gt;
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Join this ritual to earn the blessings of goddess Kali.&lt;br&gt;
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Dawn should be moments away. Still deep in trance with rare sprinkles of reality, unsure of the ending of one incident and the beginning of the next, I feel as if I am gliding back and forth through time. In this fleeting moment of silence between the roaring upsurges, I wonder whether I completed the ritual. It wouldn&amp;#39;t matter much even if I did not. I started it. I caused whatever happened here tonight. Now, since I feel it is time for me to achieve my goal, I will achieve it.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/05/earth-experience.html#more&quot;&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/8696438030966078644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/8696438030966078644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/05/earth-experience.html' title='Earth Experience'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-5095833872794185672</id><published>2016-04-13T01:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2016-06-07T08:26:27.548+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kali"/><title type='text'>Darker</title><content type='html'>On the muddy, slippery plateau of the waking world, mortality reigns over me with my perception in a limbo and my will cast into a mere whisper of a desire. Pinned to the ground by my expectations, no matter how well I meditate, no matter how efficiently I am driven towards my goal, I can barely muster enough strength to stay upright.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/04/darker.html#more&quot;&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/5095833872794185672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/5095833872794185672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/04/darker.html' title='Darker'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-6373411118023430271</id><published>2016-02-02T09:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2016-06-07T08:26:21.151+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kali"/><title type='text'>Chaos</title><content type='html'>An enlivened Shmashan is an enigma, a reality where all worldly concepts become irrelevant. Tonight, it will let my ritual turn it into a gateway leading away from the clutches of space - time continuum. It will help my mantra, which has the potential to harness the entire energy of the universe, create a convergence of every possibility. Breaching every boundary, it will keep me away from the intricacies of the conscious and turn my body into its own reflection.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/02/chaos.html#more&quot;&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6373411118023430271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6373411118023430271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2016/02/chaos.html' title='Chaos'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-3171400941846825589</id><published>2015-11-21T22:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2015-11-21T22:11:08.282+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kaal Bhairav Jayanti</title><content type='html'>3rd December, 2015 is Kaal Bhairav Jayanti, the birth anniversary of Lord Kaal Bhairav, a fierce manifestation of Lord Shiva. It is a great day for eradicating all obstacles and defeating every enemy.&lt;br&gt;
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Come, let us worship Lord Kaal Bhairav in the tantrik tradition and seek his blessings.&lt;br&gt;
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Who am I?&lt;br&gt;
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Am I a body which is believed to have a soul?&lt;br&gt;
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I came into existence the moment this body was conceived. It verifies my being, validates my life. It has a brain that makes sense of the gibberish that is thrown at it, finds a purpose and leads me the way I am supposed to be led. My body also has a heart. It feels, it loves and makes me desire everything more and more. An organ called soul is yet to be found.&lt;br&gt;
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Then, there is the point when my body exists but my brain and heart stop functioning. I sometimes wonder if I am a body, how can I experience things that are way beyond its extremities. If I am a body, I shouldn&amp;#39;t be dead before my body is incinerated on the funeral pyre.&lt;br&gt;
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It&amp;#39;s dark inside. I never could see a thing and yet, I can see everything I need to see. The Sun never rises here. Hence, there are no shadows and no mirages. This darkness never differentiates, it unifies, it embraces all. If I could help it, it will prevail. Nothing will be normal again. I know, I&amp;#39;ll have exactly what I seek.&lt;br&gt;
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I am an ocean of possibilities. Like everyone else in this universe, I am full of magnificent nectars and dreaded poisons. Beyond the reach of imagination, I am a lot more than the turbulent sum of my wayward parts. I seek the circumstances necessary to churn myself to reveal my riches.&lt;/div&gt;
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Meditation was never that strangely pleasant. Each of the seven chakras of my kundalini was adding something distinctive to the energy rising from the base of my spine to the crown of my head. A part of me, impervious to the facets of the material universe, was yearning to be liberated. While another, nailed to this world of fears and desires, was preparing to dominate it.&lt;br&gt;
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The first logical step in the pursuit of unknown through mantra sadhana is a purashcharan. It is a system of practices and rituals intended to raise one&amp;#39;s energy to the level where it becomes spontaneous and inexhaustible. A limitless source of energy is necessary to access the higher states of consciousness.&lt;br&gt;
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Mantra sadhana (mantra meditation along with several supporting rituals) enables a mind to explore other states of consciousness. While in one of these states, a person can experience some sort of psychic abilities. Some people get so overwhelmed by the clutter of confusing, contradictory emotions that they lose the awareness of these abilities while most others succumb to a worldly negativity and start denying any such possibility. Only a rare few, who possess the necessary clarity, can completely understand their achievements and even they can be susceptible to the ways of the rogue.&lt;br&gt;
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Nothing can be as simple and yet as complex as a perception. Instead of wisdom and intuitive insight, one&amp;#39;s perception is often based on desires, motivated by greed and dominated by affluence. The drudgery of a preformatted life; based solely on hope and in anticipation of events, either imaginary or experienced by others, occurring in a certain order; forms hardened notions so deeply ingrained in one&amp;#39;s psyche that repeated smashing of the person against reality becomes inevitable.&lt;br&gt;
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Ever since I&amp;#39;ve begun understanding their importance, difficulties and times of despair have become my greatest teachers. They encouraged me to rid my life of all delusions. People whom I considered integral to my existence, things I longed for, ideas that I despised were all diversions meticulously crafted to swerve me away from my goal. As I moved away from the shell, I realized that answers to all difficulties lie in the basics. Even a deluge of pain can be defeated by remembering something as simple as a childhood memory.&lt;br&gt;
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