Does history really repeat itself or we choose to repeat it?

I went to a friend's house and she has a son who is 4 years old. When I greeted her and went into her house, she introduced her son to me and told the son "Say Hi to aunty", and the child did not say. Instead he looked distracted. She again told him to say hi to me. He didn't want to. She was almost getting irritated and I had to tell her, its ok for him to not say hi to me. Let him feel free to be himself.

As children we were taught many rules of the society and that of the family. They could be rules like ‘you must respect adults’ or ‘don’t back answer’ or ‘you should be nice to people’ or ‘parents know what is good for you, so listen to them’, or ‘be strong and don’t cry’ or ‘don’t take your problems outside the four walls’, bla bla bla…….. 

And when you got scolded for making a mistake (so natural), you were told ‘silly people make mistakes’ and so you decided ‘I am not good or smart enough’ or ‘I am silly or stupid’. If your sibling came along and you felt your parents gave more love and care to them and so, you assumed, ‘I’m not loved or appreciated enough’, when you went to school and teacher did not smile at you but smiled at your friend, you said ‘people are unfair’ and so you either decided ‘I need to fight to survive’ or ‘I don’t deserve love’. When your parents gave you less money than you wanted, you would have been disappointed and said to yourself, ‘there is never enough money’, or ‘when I grow up, I’ll earn lots of money’, etc, etc, etc…..

If your parents gave you everything you wanted, sometimes even before you asked, you felt obliged to make them happy by studying well but somehow you forgot what you studied, and so got less marks, you felt guilty and assumed ‘my parents are doing so much for me, but I can’t make them happy and so I’m a let-down’ or ‘life always lets me down’. 

 

And ultimate is in the 6th grade, when your friend shared your secret with another classmate or got another bestest friend, you got sad or angry and declared that ‘nobody can be trusted’ and you still believe it because more people did this to you. 

 

So, whether you didn’t get what you wanted or you got everything you wanted, you still made certain decisions at that time which may have helped you move away from threat or negativity. You did not know any other way to handle it. But now, you know many more ways to resolve your issues, isn’t it? Then, why do you still have to believe or hold on to this decision you made long long time back? It is because the past decisions have stored in your brain and body and makes you believe as if that is “reality”. And since you have hundreds of evidences of that being true (still it is happening), you get gripped by the thought as not a thought but as “reality”. And so even now, the same things are happening around you. It’s as if you got addicted to those thoughts and beliefs and so you don’t want to lose them. Without awareness, you are allowing your future also to be like the past. Means, your past keeps repeating in your life and you live in a vicious circle. 

 

If you want to break the vicious circle, alter your circumstances and change your life patterns, you first need to shift your view about reality. What you think is reality, is often your beliefs playing out around you. It's the programmed neuron firing in your brain for the stimulus outside. That's when we react, to survive the threat since the neuron is programmed for that. Yes, you are that powerful to cause your thoughts into reality. All you have to do is choose the thoughts that you want to turn into reality. So lets choose.... 

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Desire to protect

 “The more you are protected, the more fearful you become. The more you protect someone, the more fear you instil in them” 

And their ability to protect themselves reduces. 

Today morning I heard a screeching sound of our cat and I went out to see a big cat attacking our cat. I saw my cat on the corner of the stair withdrawing with so much fear for 30 seconds and then jump out of the compound. Parallelly my brother came out and shoved off the big cat. 

Then I started to think whether we at home have made our cat so soft (by caring too much) that it’s ability to protect itself from the outside world is diminished? Is this how we are raising our children too? By saying “don’t trust others”, “don’t go out”, “think 100 times before you do anything”, “this is a big, bad world”, “don’t do this and that”…… 

We all know too much of fear, sadness, anger or any negative emotion brings about imbalance in life. But how about too much of positive emotions like love, too much of care and affection that we show to our children and end up taking all decisions for them and don’t allow them to fail and feel hurt? Like I’ve heard parents say “I don’t want my child to struggle as much as I did”. I’ve also seen parents amassing property such that their children may not suffer? Is this helping? It’s raising fear and anxiety levels in us. 

This “too much” of care in the name of protecting children and pets could be one of the causes of anxiety and depression when they face the real world. Parents telling children “I know better how the world is and so listen to me” is proving to be a demotivation for children to explore and develop courage and resilience. Some children go timid with this or too rebellious on the other side. They put themselves into many troubles to prove to themselves that they are strong and can protect themselves. Look if you also are at the impact of this and check your beliefs. 

In reality if you think, we all are born with innate capacity to survive and thrive. Our children and pets too are born with that. All we need to do is trust that ability in them and allow them to taste the struggles and failures and let them learn how to deal with them. Just like a bird pushes its young one out of the nest so that it learns to fly. Because the bird know that protecting its young one for long reduces its capacity to survive in the real world. 

So my dear adults, parents, teachers and friends, let’s trust the ability to survive and protect ourselves that we all possess and be open to face any threat with courage and resilience. So, educate them to protect themselves and if needed, ask for help.  Of course you can anyways be around if it goes extreme and help them if they ask.

A day of courage to you 🤗

- Padmashree 

THE DREAM THAT WOKE ME UP

THE DREAM THAT WOKE ME UP

I wake up on a bed inside the first floor of a double-decker bus. I realize it's morning and my destination has arrived. I get down from the bed and look for my slippers to wear. I see one slipper only and my pair is missing. I search for it and I don't find it. I find another slipper there which is bigger, but I choose to wear that and alight the bus.

I have arrived at Mangalore, my in-law's place. I reach home and I see my brother-in-law getting ready to leave for the town. I request him to wait for me so that I too can be dropped. But by the time I get freshened and come out, I notice that he is not there. I ask the security, and he says that my brother-in-law has left. I am disappointed and look around me to find my car standing near the edge of the valley. 

I am super surprised as to how my car came there, but at the same time, I don't want to think of how it came there. So, I go near and open the pillion door and sit in the pillion seat and look at the driver seat. Immediately I realize, "Arrey, I only have to drive if I have to reach the town". As I jump to the driver's seat, I see that the car is falling down the valley. Fear grips me, but that is when I realize I have to hold the steering wheel and drive my car. And the moment I hold the steering wheel, I experience my car being pulled up. With astonishment, I look up and see a frail angel in a white gown pulling me up with extraordinary strength. The angel lifts me up the mountain and parks me on the top in front of a temple and disappears. 

That's when I wake up and open my eyes and realize I was dreaming. 

I could have just left it there saying that it was a stupid dream. But somehow I wanted to take this dream seriously and so I called up a friend and shared the dream. My friend who is very curious about all this suggests we meet and discuss it. I meet him and when we discuss, a new world of my present life and the choices and decisions I have to make for myself open up. 

This was the year 2014 and I was to make a decision of granting my husband (ex) the divorce that he was wanting. And I was unwilling to give since I thought I loved him. But more than love, I was consumed by anger and resentment towards him as to "How dare he treat me like this?". And I wanted to screw up his life too as I was blaming him for my then situation. I wanted him to realize my worth and come back to me. In short, I was expecting him to be the driver of my life. And hence my life wasn't working.

And this dream was telling me to own up my life and occupy the driver's seat of my own life. I was not willing to do that as I doubted my own strength. But the frail angel who pulled me up was non-other than me myself whose strength I hadn't believed in. But the angel pulling me up showed that there was sufficient strength and courage in me to pull myself up without him. The car being there was an indication that life and the universe are guiding me and I just had to trust the process of life and let go of the man in my life who did not want me.

That is when I got in touch with my own strength, I got woken up to a new life that I can craft if I release my husband and allow him also to live a life he wants. I realized that to love is to allow the other person to find their happiness the way they want it. And I just sent a message to my husband that I am willing to grant him the divorce he wanted. 

Today, one of the decisions I am very glad I took is the above. I am happy I could allow myself and him to build our lives the way we wanted. Till one year after that, I was sad as I felt I was cutting out something from my own self. But that was my pain that I had to experience, and I knew I had the ability to feel and heal, which I eventually did. I emerged happier, gentler, and more lovable with having discovered a well of compassion in me.

Now I am clear that everything that happens in and around me gives me an opportunity to learn from it or to complain about it. I chose to learn and will continue to do so.. 

What did you learn from this expression of mine? 

What would you choose as learning and take back for your life?

Please comment and help all to grow.

Padmashree (BhavTharang)

Who has trapped you?

"Life is a jail" is a cliched phrase that we keep hearing. Hasn't that phrase trapped us more? Some people just succumb to this and say "this is my destiny" and some people fight it saying "I am strong and can break the jail". And both get tired eventually and feel more trapped. But what is all this about being trapped? Even though we feel we are in jail, don't we have everything required to live inside the jail? What is that hand desperately reaching out for? Is the bread (nourishment) inside or outside? 

When I first saw this picture, I wondered whether the bread is in or out. It has been 6 months since I saw this picture and even today it makes me wonder about the inside and outside mystery. Further analysis of the picture says that since the shadow is falling on the bread, it may be outside and the person inside a room. Then my mind says, maybe the bread is inside the room and the person is standing outside. Uffff... there is no end to this analysis. But do I need to solve this mystery? How would that help? Would I be out of the trap if I solve the mystery? 

Let me share a very funny but life-changing incident that happened today with my son (he is 15). I drop him at school every day in the morning and during the drive a week back, I was sharing about the green headlights that the vehicles were projecting during the day. He said, "Amma, that's not green, that's white". I said, "No, that's green. How can that be white? Your color sense is gone haywire". My son went on saying white, and I went on saying green. Then I thought that he is being stubborn and righteous. But I had no energy to argue with him and so became silent. This happened for the next 2 days too.

Today, when we were driving, I also saw the lights as white and wondered what had changed. I realized that I was not wearing my goggles 😀. The lights were looking green to me since I was wearing my driving goggles. Oh my goodness... I realized, all this time it was I who was being stubborn and righteous, not my son. I was trapped inside the jail of my goggles which I had forgotten that I was wearing. And I shared this with my son and really understood the patience he showed in accepting my righteousness. 

This incident is funny but thought-provoking and deep-rooted. I realized the degree to which I have jailed and trapped myself inside these views, beliefs, and perceptions. That awareness brought relief to me.

We are anyways trapped inside the body that we possess. That's a pre-requisite to living on this planet right? And we are born into a culture and religion our parents belong to and the country our community belongs to. And so we grow up with those beliefs, values, and morals of those people around us. We don't even realize when we start to own up those beliefs and values as our own, as if we (I) made them. And we fight and break our relationships to defend those beliefs. We forget humanity to prove our beliefs are right. Absurd isn't it?

But this is the jail we have put ourselves into as human beings and it's not wrong. And we don't need to even fight to come out of that jail. All that is needed is to become aware that those views and beliefs are the specs and goggles that we are wearing and that can be removed. Just like I became aware of my goggles and why the lights were looking green. Isn't this funny and profound? 

A bright day and life to all..........

Does truth exist?

Thousands of years back, the world believed that earth is flat and that was the truth until Erastosthenes (350 BC) discovered it was round and then Aristotle proved it was a sphere. Another opinion thats a truth was the concept of the centre of the universe. Until 16th century, people believed earth is the centre of the universe until Copernicus discovered its the sun which is the centre. But now with more galaxies uncovered, there is no clarity whether there is any centre.  

Out of all these truths, which is the real truth? Does absolute truth exist?

Evolution is proof enough that man has seen truth changing or evolving as time has moved. What was truth in 500 BC was found false in 350 BC and what was truth till 1600 AD was disproved with a new discovery. So what's truth dependent on? Is truth dependent on knowledge or time or new revelations? Or is it apt to ask ourselves if any truth exists?

Even our beliefs or values or cultures have evolved overtime. What was believed as sacred became mundane overtime. In fact the word culture itself means "tending to earth or grow or nurture". Culture ceases to be culture the moment it becomes rigid. But what is man stuck in? When adults see youngsters with mobiles and games and living freely, they tend to say, 'This is not our culture..bla bla bla'. Do they even know what existed in their ancestors time? What are we holding on to as ours?

Culture stays culture only when it evolves and grows and moves ahead. And that's what our young generation are showing. They are innovating and inventing new ways of being and doing, which we as adults can't comprehend and accept. This is only because we are fixated as to how our culture is and should be.

If cosmological truths (which the whole world population believes) themselves can be found false, how sacred are our nations truths, states truth, families truth or our own personal truths?  

How about exploring in your own world what myths you hold as truths and are missing on the real life happening outside?

Happiness as a choice

There she was, having lost the family she had, loosing her daughter to death, her husband not wanting her anymore, wanting to make a choice in life. Should she regret not loving her daughter enough and grieve over her loss, or should she be available for the son who's now looking up to only her? She can exist for her son easily, but being available for him was a choice. That needed courage..that needed willingness.. the willingness to give space for happiness and joy inside her. And for that to happen, regret, resentments, self-pity, victimhood... all of these had to leave.. Would they? They had no choice..Only she had the choice.. the choice to embrace them.. the choice to forgive them and all..and she cried, cried and cried..  She even had the choice to cry to freedom.. 

And the most courageous choice she made to house happiness in her was to take support... Thats when an angel entered her life to turn her into an angel.. She helped her to help herself, She listened to her to be listened by her.. She gave her power to give herself back her power.

That moment was the moment of her life where she chose the path on which she is walking even now..and is proud of that one choice she made.... One of the most gracious and a purest choice that she presented to herself to be present to life itself.. Alone she then started to sneak and swim into the dark swamp inside her deep ocean. That swamp which is still filled with her guilts, Shame, blames and what not. That journey that began then, 10 years back, still gives her the pleasure of choosing. 

She's now gone way ahead in her journey of living life, but still rooted and connected to the soul that left her then..her daughter..who still inspires her to trudge the path of service.. To be of service to herself and to the world around her.. To serve the young hearts to find their roots, so as to fly like a kite, to the destination they choose and to make this world a place of expression and celebration.. And to make life work for all..

Open your heart to Yourself

                              

      One day I was sitting sad and disappointed after facing a breakdown. And at that moment it seemed like my guardian angel spoke to me saying, “This is just a barrier my dear which you’ll overcome just like you have overcome so many barriers in the past”. That made me to look at my past and see the Miracle and Magic that I am.

The miracle I am, 

 

 

From the loss of my daughter to gaining so many daughters,

From divorce to connecting people,

From anger on my nose to love filled all over,

From being unwanted to being lovable,

From someone who’s unwilling to listen to being someone who’s power lies in listening,

From blaming and complaining on others to loving the way they are,

From working to earn money and to prove myself to working to make a difference to myself and others,

From worrying about what others will think about me to allowing them to think of the weirdest thing about me 😉,

From being unsecured about money to trusting the process of life of abundance,

From feeling guilty, regretful, resentful to feeling love, compassion, empathy, courage,

From being afraid to show my weakness to being vulnerable to bare open my authentic self,

From having rigid beliefs about having fun and joy to being someone where fun is natural,

 

Uffff.... so much I am and much more. A wonder in myself like Alice in wonderland. Slowly trudging the path inside me to catch a glimpse of myself, of who I am. I’m a pleasure to be with as much as a pain to be with too 😃.

 

I’m inviting you all to my world and share the wonderful flowers in my garden and also to show the shitty swamp whenever you come across. 

 

And look for who You are and the Miracle You are. And start to see those imperfections as a reminder of “I am work in Progress…”. Being work in progress is a blessing than being a finished product.

 

Welcome  😘