Guest guest Posted March 12, 2001 Report Share Posted March 12, 2001 Step: Washing hands O ambaa, may I now wash your hands with this pure water. Mother may thy hands guide and protect me. May thy hands which bears the universe, bear my burdens and free my mind from worries, so that I can contemplate on you always. The sugar cane bow you are holding is indeed mind, the sweet essence of bliss which arises from the Self is masked in it by the dark crust of ignorance. The five flowers you are holding are my senses. Instead of being misused as arrows seeking after the luring objects of the world, teach me to make a garland out of them and offer at thy feet. Mother I have two great enemies, kAma and krodha. Control the rAga which is a manifestation of kAma with the noose you have and control the krodha which manifests as deveSha with the goad. Please take control of me. I do not want any free will. May I be a instrument in thy hands. Use it in which ever way you want. Poets sometime compare your beautiful hands to kalapaka valli. Your hands excel kalpaka valli. That creeper will grant only what one desires. Often one's desires and wishes are error prone, and misguided by ignorance and dur-vAsana-s. I am fortunate, that you do not give me what I want. But you always give me what I need. How dangerous my condition will be if only you give what all I want. Not knowing that sense inclined desires are honey-coated-poison, I seek them always. But in retrospect I remember with gratitude how many times your hands have come to my rescue and thwarted my stupid desires. Mother may this be my prayer and understanding, Do not give me what I want. Give me only what I need.I am a stupid child who will ask for ice cream when I am having a high fever. It is upto you my Mother, whether you give me the ice-cream which will destroy me or a bitter medicine which will heal me. Mother may I anoint your hands with this perfumed sandal wood paste. Mother you are most respectable and qualified (arhati), if not to you to whom one can give the arghyam. My true offering to you will be rejoicing in the bliss of Self, which is indeed you. Mother your hands are soft and gentle, with long slender fingers adorned with diamond rings. Your arms shine with resplendent keyura and hara. And your strong bhuja-s never tire taking care of this world, by destroying the wicked and protecting the good. Mother as I anoint your hands, may I contemplate on its greatneess. Teach me to leave all my worries to your hands, and may my mind in peace always contemplate on thee. Hold my hands and gently lead me away from untruth to truth, ignorance to wisdom, and the cycles of birth and death, to liberation in thee. ===== ambaaL daasan Ravi sharaNAgata raxakI nivEyani sadA ninnu nammiti mInAxI http://www.ambaa.org/ http://www.advaita-vedanta.org Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions./ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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