~Shiva Manasa Puja~

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Om Namah Shivaya, beloved family!

 

i just found this beautiful translation of the "Shiva Manasa Puja"

translated by a friend from another Spiritual Forum, Karen Poole.

Thank-you beloved Karen ji, as i am sure many will be very inspired

by this very beautiful "Mental Worship" of Lord Shiva.

 

"Siva Manasa Puja" ~ The Mental Offering to the Source of All

Auspiciousness

Composed by Sri Sankaracarya

with English translation by Katherine Komenda Poole, Ph.D.

 

 

I arrange the nine planets

As a seat for you,

On the highest Himalayan peak

Where cold refreshing water flows.

 

I bathe your feet

And wrap you with an ethereal garment

That resembles the sky.

 

In turn, I offer you the nine-jeweled planets

Over which you reign

And I anoint you with the musk of a deer

Who wanders around

Like my relentlessly busy mind.

 

And I delight you

With the fragrant scent

Of sandal paste.

 

The whole universe is born

>From a feminine fragrant flower

And a masculine delicious

Wood apple leaf.

 

And produces the fleeting essence

Of flower fragrance

And incense that pervades the world.

 

The Lord who spreads

The light of the divine

Over those who are bound

Has been captured

Within the enclosure of my heart.

 

I offer to you a golden vessel,

The womb of the world

Studded with the illustrious nine jewels

That are the planets themselves.

 

This whole universe is a vessel

The womb of the Great Mother

Containing clarified butter, rice,

Milk, honey, and yoghurt.

 

The five-fold senses of pleasure

Arise from the combination of

These five sacred liquids,

Especially milk and yoghurt

Which are the Mother and Father of all beings.

 

I prepare them together

For You

As a drink with

Rice and coconut water.

 

These are not separate

>From the Milky Way

Or a cow's embryo

Both of which are the cause of pleasure

Which originates from the camphor flame

Of Your pure compassion.

 

These offerings are all mentally conjured

By me and offered to You

In the form of speech

Being self-generated by the original creator

Who first spoke the world into being

And to whom I am devoted.

 

The dome-shaped universe is the umbrella

Of Your protection above us,

Yet as the imperishable Self

You surpass it entirely.

 

You shower Your omniscient,

Limitless glance

As the supreme blessing

Upon humanity.

 

You give rise

To the song and dance

Of creation

Through the melody of the vina,

And the rhythm of the mrdanga and the bheri

 

Being thoroughly pervaded

By Your grace,

I offer all my eight limbs

In prostration to You.

And I send forth innumerable

Praises and salutations.

 

Having aligned myself

With the effulgence of your Being

I offer this worship

In complete surrender

To your all-pervading Light.

 

You are the Self

Arisen from the sweet devotion

Of my spoken prayer

And captured in the very breath of my body.

 

Having offered this worship

To you

>From my heart alone

The abode of Your supreme enjoyment

I have become established

In the restful state

Of profound meditation.

 

Circumambulating you

With my right side facing you,

I extol your praises

To reach everyone

Everywhere

In all languages.

 

Whenever I perform actions as worship

May they be entirely for the purpose

Of Your worship only

Oh Effulgent One, the Source of the Bright.

 

Everything is rising out of your feet,

Born inside of me

Through the acute faculty

Of listening.

 

And if I mistakenly offend you

With my deluded mind

May I remember the most important thing

To understand is

This

Very

Moment.

 

Praise, praise

To the embodiment of compassion himself

The blessed great Lord

Who is the source

Of my transcendent

Inner light.