Blossoming , Beauty & the Truth

A blossoming flower is the most sacred expression of life. The blossoming of beauty in this temporary world. Giving us the test of eternity for a moment that slips from our hand. Those colours, patterns springing up from the seed are nothing but the synergic dance that vibrates in our hearts. 

“Her laughter spills like petals upon morning dew,And every glance she casts awakens the quiet heart,As if the earth itself blushes at her grace.”

A flower, an animal, a beautiful damsel or even ripples on the surface of the water catches our attention. Behind the sudden attention is hidden the cosmic truth. All those movements and patterns guide us toward something.It can be the slithering of the snake on sand or the winding hair strands of a lady who both speak the same language. The rolling hills or the curves of her body, her eyes or of the nebula both make you drown into it. 

When you are attracted by the beauty of a flower you don’t feel ashamed of it. Then why do you have a sudden surge of shame when you see someone so beautiful blossoming in front of your eyes ? Is it our conditioning or the false sense of ownership? Who owns her ? Actually no one. Why can’t we treat beauty as beauty itself and reflect it like a mirror ?

Beauty is meant to be seen, appreciated and later on transforming ourselves into a beautiful being. The joy of petals floating with the wind and carrying the fragrances over miles. When you see the flower be that flower.Let it sink deep within your blood and dance. It’s an expression of the seed. Each year the rock holds the most beautiful expression of the earth through the flowers when the wind, water and sunlight caress him.

Everything contributes to that sacred expression together. And again after a few days the same flower rests on the rock promising to blossom again. Either  we can be the flower or the rock for someone who wants to blossom.

सौन्दर्यम् पुष्पवत् शोभते हृदि प्रकटं,दृष्ट्वा तां जीवः स्फुरति आत्मसमानं।

“Her beauty shines in the heart like a flower; upon seeing her, the soul feels its own reflection awaken.”

If we dig deeper, what we find is that the beauty of life is the same in the microcosm or in the macrocosm. Life is nothing but beauty and beauty is the ultimate truth. From the cosmic hum it came. Slowly growing in all directions, dimensions and dissolving to the root cause itself. The world  is beauty in motion. Each dot, colour and texture creating certain patterns over and over. Again and again that sacred geometry making this world, expanding and unravelling for some other pattern again.

It's our perspective that shifts the understanding. It is happening every moment to everything. In birth( Uttpatti ), growth ( Sthiti )  and even in death ( Laya ). The silence, grace, smile how we confront each moment.The living flower is solace to the mind, so does the dead one. It’s a reminder of a quiet and graceful departure.  By tuning into nature we create beauty moment by moment. The way we move, work or respond and even in the silent spaces. 

The flower does not seek your validation or permission for blossoming. Nor does it require your parameters of beauty or vulgarity. It is blossoming in full capacity by following the set code deep within its cells that was carved in its seed.

However the patterns are similar, no one flower like the other one even of the same species. Each one takes its own time. Being truthful to one’s nature and bursting fully is the beauty of life because nature has assigned you for that purpose only. Then why do you shy away ? Blossoming.  is the state of mind. 

The deformity is in our perspective, cowering down to societal, family or peer pressure. Which reflects and changes our words, action and body. The one who is connected with his or her nature is always a silent festival to watch. Their muscles, curves, eyes, words, actions even their silence decorates the earth. Silently taking us closer to who we are with their existence. 

प्रकृति: प्रवाहेण सर्वं रमणीयं भवति।मनुष्यः सह प्रवाहे एकत्वं अनुभवति।

“Through the flow of nature, everything becomes beautiful; the human being experiences unity when aligned with this flow.”

That’s why we cannot ignore beauty however we pretend to be aloof from it. Beauty is the final truth . Where our words and actions match. Our body speaks our truth. Our eyes deepen it. Our actions enter into others' hearts and our silences take them to the state of equilibrium. Just like the mighty mountains, deep gorges, ocean waves, wavering flowers etc... The state of bliss is in alignment. The sacred geometry that our ancestors observed, codified and worshipped. 

There’s the rhythm even in the volcano’s destruction. When the powerful forces dance they blossom with their full potential. Resistance to the natural forces create Vikruti. Prakriti does not discriminate nor differentiate. It only knows the flow state. Be with the flow and you discover beauty. Because you don’t need any course or class to know the beauty. Open your heart without any judgement, bias, dogma, religion and beauty is right in front of you in everything that’s tuned into its flow state. 

Nothing is eternal. Form changes eternally. What is important is that we enjoy the Leela of the almighty ? We can’t discard it for something vague that we haven’t experienced. Rather we should find beauty in everyday moments .

Temporary or Permanent is not ours to judge. The high tide brings sand on the shore and low tide exposes a new beach.  Again to be erased by the coming high tide. The question is do we set foot on the beach, dance, collect seashells and admire the ocean ?  In the age of flux living the moment in the present fully matters the most than lamenting that it is temporary. 

We have the freedom of decision, imagination and appreciation. But what we exercise the most is our  judgement while making each choice.That comes with the baggage of our birth, gender and dogmas. When you unlearn all and become a child, beauty happens within you. Human birth is important not because you are superior.

It’s because we have a chance to align and become one with the existence while we are alive. Not to discard or ignore. The mere purpose of life is living each moment in the beauty of all seasons and the complete cycle. Saying goodbye like a flower, quietly resting on the rock that opened its heart for the flower within us. 

Muse : K Raginee Yogesh

Words & Images : Yogesh Kardile

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